The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate Chapter 107

When Zayd returned to his pack, it was late…and yet instead of in his room or hers, he found Quinn sitting outside on one of the benches by the walls. She was looking up at the sky, whether it be the full moon or the stars, but whatever it was captivated her enough for her not to spare him a single glance.

Adjusting the robe Sirus had given to him upon his return, he slowly approached her, taking a seat beside her on the bench. She still didn’t glance his way, and it made his heart ache in a very painful manner. “Quinn I…you’re angry at me, aren’t you?”

Seconds of silence passed by slowly and as the clock ticked loudly in his head, anxiety started to fill him up.

“I am…” She finally answered. “You knew I’d be angry, and yet you did it anyway. I don’t even want to talk to you.”

“I wasn’t going to kill him.”

“And does that make it anymore right? You were wrong, Zayd. You lied to me and harmed my people without my consent…what exactly gave you the right to do that?”

“I’m your mate…I have every right to~”

“To what?” She looked at him, the anger in that stare unlike anything he’d ever seen before. “I was going to leave…this pack and you~”

“Quinn you can’t!” He shuffled closer to her, taking the hand she had in her lap into his. “How could you say that to me? How could you so casually tell me you were going to leave? I didn’t kill them, and I wasn’t going to, but they deserved to die.”

“You love your parents, don’t you? If tomorrow you woke up to Marcia holding a knife to your throat, would you kill her?”

“That isn’t the point of this, Quin~”

“Answer my question, Zayd.”

Zayd huffed out a breath, clenching his jaws. “No.”

“Would you want me to kill her?”

“Quinn, you can’t possibly be serious right no~”

“Answer me.”

“No…”

“Then how could you do that to me? I thought we’d forgotten about them. When you told me that some people deserved to die, I had no idea you were talking about them. If Rachel hadn’t found me and told me that you were there, you’d have murdered my parents, and I’d have absolutely no knowledge of it. Is that who you are? Somebody I can’t even trust anymore?”

“I’m not sorry, I should have ripped him apart, but since something I only did for you makes you so angry…I’ll leave him alone, I won’t even utter his name…so you can trust me; I promise you can.”

“I don’t want to…if I could avoid looking at you forever, I would.”

Her words hurt, they slashed him in places he didn’t ever think anything intangible could touch. “Quinn, how could you think of…saying that to me?”

“The same way you could think of killing my parents behind my back.”

“Alright…I get it, I was wrong…but I’m begging you Quinn, stop looking at me like that. I just…I hated it, knowing they were still alive after what they did to you made me angry. I didn’t think they deserved to live. I know now that I’ve overstepped my boundaries. I went too far, and you’re angry at me, but do you have to stare at me with those eyes? The green in them seems darker, I don’t like it, your gaze makes me feel as though you resent me…so stop.”

He reached towards her face, but Quinn pulled back. “I’m going to bed, it’s already late.” She pulled her hand out of his and stood to her feet. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

Zayd watched with eyes wide, confused and anxious as she walked through the door that led to the east wing. He’d expected this…he’d f*cking expected it, so why was he not prepared for it?

Standing to his feet, he followed her, running to match her steps. “Quinn, just listen to me for a second. I didn’t plan to kill him, I might’ve planned to kill Kathrine in order to fulfill the promise I made the night I couldn’t catch her…but I wasn’t going to kill Derrick. I was just going to poison his wolf and leave. You might not believe me, but that’s the truth…you can ask Dantae or Frederick.” He hadn’t planned to tell her about the poison, but he felt like if he didn’t, she’d be even more angry at him when she eventually found out.

“As if they wouldn’t lie for you.” She stopped in front of her room door, grabbing onto the knob. “I’m tired, Zayd…let’s just continue this conversation tomorrow.”

“Let me just…” He sighed. “Alright, I understand, but I haven’t slept for three nights, and tonight will make it four if you’re not next to me…can I come in?”

“I haven’t slept for three nights either…but tonight I plan to, and I’ll feel uncomfortable if you’re next to me. So no…”

“Please…” He pitifully…more than just desperately begged.

She opened the door with a sigh, but when she walked in, she left it open, giving him the option to follow her. He mirrored her steps, closing the door behind him. “Thanks, Quinn.”

He walked over to the bed she flopped down on, kicking off her slippers and pulling the sheets over her head. He laid beside her, at the very edge, as though he were afraid to get too close.

F*ck…if he’d known she’d be this angry, he’d have left things how they were. It was all going smoothly, they’d lived in such an unbreakable harmony after the ceremony, and he went and f*cked it up just because of petty revenge.

He ran a hand through his hair and sat up. “I’ll just take a quick shower and come back.”

His shower lasted for no more than fifteen minutes, and then he was back beside her on the bed, wearing a gray pajama bottom and a white shirt.

She was still covered beneath the sheets, facing away from him in the same position she’d been in before. She was laying on her side, her breaths uneven and shaky…and he knew why; she was crying…crying because of him.

Without thought, he drew closer to her, wrapping a hesitant arm around her waist. “Flames…does it hurt that much? I didn’t think…I never thought…I’m sorry.”

“You’re not…” She told him. “You’re not sorry, Zayd…at least you’re not sorry for the correct reasons.”

“No, I’m sorry…I really am.”

“Why?” She pulled the sheets from over her face and looked back at him. Those teary eyes held so much expectation…goddess, even when she cried, she was pretty. “Why are you sorry?”

“For making you cry…I’d promised not to and I…”

A look of disappointment curved around her face as she turned away from him again, wiping her eyes. “Just go to sleep, Zayd…when you asked to come in, I thought that was what you wanted to do.”

He pulled her closer, leaning down to kiss her bare shoulder. “I just wanted to be next to you…I want you to forgive me. I admitted that I was wrong, I apologized…so stop being so distant now. I’m sorry; for making you cry, for doing things behind your back…for hurting your parents…and for hurting you. I’m sorry, okay?”

It became silent after that and after a minute or so, she twisted to face him completely. Her eyes didn’t meet his and when they did, she was staring at him beneath her wet lashes. “I’m…” She hesitated. “I’m pregnant.”

Zayd cocked his head to the side, his eyes squinting in confusion. “What’d you say?”

“You heard me…it would’ve sounded way better if the mood wasn’t so heavy. If you hadn’t been selfish and cruel…then this moment could’ve been a happier one.”

“Did you say…did you just say you were pregnant?”

She nodded, and immediately after, instead of anxiety, an indescribable joy invaded his chest. His arms twitched around her, and then he pulled her against his chest, hugging her close. “For how long?”

“3 weeks…it’s been three weeks.”

“I don’t even know what to say or how to react. I’m happy that you’re carrying my pup…but then I’m also sorry for making you angry. I shouldn’t have lied to you, you’re my mate and luna…”

“You’re right, you shouldn’t have lied. I would’ve disagreed, but you should’ve still asked me. They caused me pain, not you…I should be the one to decide if I want revenge or not. I’m so angry at you, but then, I’ve been waiting to share this news with you…you got what you wanted…you got me pregnant.”