Rejected Their Broken Luna Chapter 195: Chap-195*He Loves Me So Much.*

Cynthia Dion:

"Then I deserve the worst. Atticus! I took my father down for hurting Flora, and you harbored a wicked person who wrecked your sister's life? I can't fathom how you could do that. Why?" I scrutinized him, unsure of my next move.

How on earth did he fall for someone like me?

"Cynthia! I was furious with you. I loathed you for a while, but then my heart couldn't buy it. I knew the videos were authentic, but I sensed there was more to the tale than what met the eye," he began advancing towards me. "And then I started uncovering the truth," he stood before me, gently gripping my arms and locking eyes with me.

"You weren't responsible for all that," he murmured, "it was your wolf, so you didn't recall anything," as he finished, a gasp escaped my lips.

"What do you mean by it being my wolf?" I questioned through tears. I believed I had done all that and simply couldn't recall, yet now he was asserting it was my wolf who had committed those actions?

"I'm telling you, you're still innocent," he reiterated, attempting to reach for my hand but hesitating, fearful of triggering a reaction.

"How? I saw the videos," I said, once again replaying the video tapes in my mind.

"That was your wolf," he repeated, but I just gazed at his face, utterly clueless about what to say.

"Let's head home first, Cynthia, please? We go home, you calm down, and then we'll talk about it. Trust me, it will all make sense, and you'll come to realize that you are innocent," he requested, gently pulling me closer and enveloping me tightly in his arms.

"Okay," I agreed, the defeat evident in my tone as I couldn't bring myself to meet his eyes and cast him as the villain when I realized it was far from the reality.

"But th---," Suddenly, the entire recollection flooded back, and as I attempted to speak, he cut me off.

"Let’s go home, okay?" He reiterated, gently pulling me closer to his chest and dialing a number.

"Send a car to the location I’m sending you," he likely informed the guard, unsure of our whereabouts or whom else he might need to contact. Holding me securely against him, his arm wrapped around my waist, we strolled towards the road to await the car.

I felt utterly drained after the humiliation of watching those videos and uncovering the unsettling truth about my own malevolence.

I just wanted to doze off, but I knew I had a long way to go. Atticus had my head resting on his chest for the entire car ride.

"Can we have a moment, please?" Atticus asked his driver with a sweet smile. I was still pretty drowsy. My mind was all over the place, and my heartbeat had slowed down significantly.

"Now, listen," before we could exit the car, I assumed Atticus had something to say. I observed his face in bewilderment, unsure of the plan he was formulating.

"You're not going to talk about it to anyone, not even to Maleeka," he warned me, emphasizing the need for silence. But it didn’t sit well with me.

"I have to apologize to her," I argued, feeling it was crucial to talk to Maleeka and make amends. She had been through hell because of me, and I had wrongly perceived her as a cunning person trying to deceive me.

But Atticus shook his head, dismissing my suggestion almost instantly. He didn’t favor the idea for some reason. It appeared he had plans in mind but was resisting sharing them with me at the moment.

"There will be a time to have that discussion, but right now, we need to maintain the current state of affairs with Mr. Holt. He shouldn't know anything about you seeing those videos or us discussing this matter," he whispered to me, his expression serious as he narrowed his eyes.

"But he was also manipulated by my wolf," I couldn't see anyone else as a villain anymore. In my perspective, it was my wolf that truly messed everything up. I unintentionally caused all these troubles without even realizing it. How did Thea take control and carry out so many actions, and I remained oblivious to them all?

"He's not a child," Atticus scoffed, rolling his eyes at the mention of Mr. Holt. I wondered how much more I had yet to uncover about my wolf, realizing I should have been suspicious when I found out she had been awakened all this time without revealing herself.

"Just stay away from him and don’t engage in conversation, okay?" He warned me once more before deciding to exit the car. However, seeing that I wasn't moving, he understood I had something else to add.

He tilted his head, waiting for me to gather my courage and speak first.

"Atticus?" I lowered my gaze as I uttered his name. It was truly surprising that he stood by me after witnessing everything. I would never have trusted him if he had done anything remotely harmful to my sister.

"Yes?" He replied very sweetly and softly. I was sure he sensed my guilt because meeting his eyes didn’t feel like an option anymore.

"How do you put up with me?" I asked, and a tear rolled down my cheek. How could someone witness their mate's flaws and still gaze at them with so much love and concern in their eyes? I yearned to understand how Atticus managed to do just that.

"I was angry at you first. There were times when I would make a move on you, and then I would get another video unlocking, and I would step back, hurt you, and humili--ate you. Those times were harder for me. Punishing you was never easy. And then my wolf told me that no matter how much someone can show him, he will never stop believing you. So we thought maybe you were forced to do it somehow. Especially after the séance, when I realized somebody tried to control me. If they can do that to me, why can’t they do that to you? Every time you deny it and ask me what proof I have against you, I look at you and realize you really have no clue. Cynthia! You have been punished for everything, and I do hope Maleeka will forgive you someday too," he explained. It still didn’t seem like he was blaming me for anything he had seen in those videos.

"Let’s just say it was my wolf. Don’t you think it still makes a part of me g-----uilty?" My voice broke down when contemplating it. How much more could he defend me?

"This guilt in your eyes--trust me, that is enough for me to know you are innocent," he said calmly. It didn’t seem like he was trying to lie to comfort me. He was sincere.

"But my wolf is not," I reminded him once again. He shouldn’t just overlook such a terrible aspect of my wolf. If she could deceive so many people and cause them harm while throwing me into the depths of despair, then she could do it all over again.

"Atticus! You cannot leave me open and jeopardize others' lives," I said, keeping my eyes on his face. He looked upset after hearing what I was asking him to do.

"Do you want me to keep you in chains?" He almost raised his voice before realizing and toning it down.

"I cannot do that. Your wolf hasn’t acted up, so it means whatever was bothering her--," as he once again tried to defend me and my wolf, I interrupted him.

"How do you know that?" I asked, and he shook his head while letting out a sigh.

"We will have a talk about it later," he held my hand to comfort me, but did I really deserve to be comforted by him?

I slowly freed my hand from his, awkwardly pulling my body away from him. I didn’t think I deserved all this care and concern from my mate.

"Oh! And about standing you! Cynthia! I just want to see you every day with me; that’s how much I---," he paused just as he was about to say something. My heart sank in my chest as I watched his face in shock.

What was he going to say?