The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate Chapter 137

Delilah rolled over in the big bed she laid in. She couldn’t sleep, he was long gone, and yet, she still was afraid to close her eyes for some reason.

She couldn’t understand herself, mostly her emotions and her heart. The organ kept beating out of control; not whenever she was scared, but whenever he drew near. Her emotions were also confusing; she wasn’t supposed to feel this way…not towards him.

Butterflies shouldn’t swarm her stomach, her f*cking heart shouldn’t flutter. This was how she used to feel when she looked at or thought of Jeo. But now the thought of him made her stomach ache…while the thought of Jake or rather the fact that he ran to her feet as soon as he thought she was in danger…it was…it moved her.

For once in her life, she’d felt really special; she didn’t feel like the puny omega that nobody cared about…she actually felt like somebody. That’s why she’d agreed to come back with him, it was a choice she hadn’t made while she’d been sober and one she wasn’t sure if she’d come to regret. But what if it really worked between them? And what if it didn’t?

Could she really ever forget the things he did to her? Could she forget that he killed her baby? A baby that Jeo didn’t want, but her baby nonetheless.

Pulling the pillow beside her into her arms, she sighed. She wasn’t sure where things would go from here, or how it would turn out. If only mom was here to give her some advice, to help her through these conflicting emotions…

But sadly, her mother didn’t have a grave nor a tree to tarry. Her soul left this world in agony, and Delilah had absolutely no way of reaching out to her. Tears filled her eyes as they aimlessly glanced around the dark room. Was this how Jake felt when he lost his mother, this excruciating pain, these everlasting and sad memories…was this how he felt?

It must’ve hurt more since his mother was innocent, since she killed herself, and he must’ve been too young to withstand the pain. An innocent child became a monster because of a cruel father. She wondered what kind of person he’d become if his mother hadn’t met his father that night…but then again, would he have even been born?

Maybe it would’ve been different if his father never met his fated mate…that way, Delilah wouldn’t have had to deal with such a broken man, or mayb~

Delilah’s thoughts silenced at the sound of the front door opening. Jake’s scent flooded in; liquor and the subtle scent of lychees, but somehow the bitterness had grown stronger than the sweetness…as though he’d been drinking.

The door closed, and then she could hear his footsteps, they didn’t head towards the stairs, instead they continued down the hall, straight to her room door. Delilah stiffened when the knob twisted, her heartbeat skyrocketing as she quickly clamped her eyes shut.

The door creaked open; slowly, as if he was afraid to wake her up, and it closed just the same. He walked in, she couldn’t see, but she heard it when he stopped right in front of the bed. It was then she started to regret her decision to feign sleep…What did he come here for? What was he going to do to he~?

“I wonder if it’ll work out…I don’t want to let you go, but if it doesn’t work out, and you choose to go, I’ll have to let you.” Her body tensed even more when she felt his hand touch her face, latching onto the visible side of her cheek. “I’ll try my best, I will make it work. I’m already changing, I’ll be who you want me to be…and one day, I’m sure I’ll get you to love me as much as I love you.”

Delilah’s hand gripped into the sheets as her heart fluttered again, beating into madness against her chest. She tried her best not move, but her eyes squeezed even tighter when his finger ran across them. What in heaven’s name was he doing?

His digit ran along the narrowness of her nose and then around the full extent of her face. “I’ll show you how determined I am tomorrow.”

And then he pulled his hand back, quietly retreating through the door. Delilah finally opened her eyes…what could she have possibly done to make him so docile and calm? Why was he so set on being better because of her?

He’d hated her so much before, how could he possibly love her this much now? His change of heart was perturbing, she just couldn’t wrap her head around it…

Though, she was having a change of heart too…but it was only her heart that was swayed; by both the mate bond and his actions. Her mind was still conscious of what he was capable of…of whom he could be…

She was sure that side of him wasn’t dead…and she still wasn’t sure if she’d ever forget what it did to her.

He wanted her to love him, but she wasn't sure if she could. What a world they both lived in…they were mated, but were they really fated?

And how would she ever be able to determine if they were?

A/N// So this Chapter was short. I didn’t have much for Delilah to say, but I wanted to include how she felt about all of this before moving back to Jake…I really want to see how determined he is; poor soul…