Chapter 19

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'Are you alright, baby?' Ezekiel asked through the link. 

She silently nodded.

'Don't lie. I can feel your tension through the link.'

Not knowing how to answer without giving herself away, she made up a white lie to satisfy him for the moment. "It's just hard being back here."

His hand squeezed slightly against her waist, telling her everything was going to be alright. Leaning her head against him, an immediate shiver went down his spine. 

"Let's go into my office," Daemon suggested. 

Nodding, he looked back down to Aylin. "Stay out here. Quill stay with her."

"But-" A growl from Ezekiel's chest immediately stopped Quill's words. "Yes, Alpha."

"Zeke, it's alright. Quill should go into the meeting with you," Aylin offered. Raising an eyebrow, Ezekiel gave her a stern glare. "Nevermind." 

"I'll be back as soon as I can." Kissing her on the forehead, the King, and members of the Dark Moon pack disappeared into the office. 

Except Ophelia, who was shooting daggers at her.

Almost immediately, Aylin could hear whispering coming from all sides of her. The pack house was half-full of people. All people she recognized. Not a single one of them bothered to come up to her. That solidified the fact that no one cared that she left. Though her life was better, a hollow spot came to her belly. Nothing changed, not in the least. 

Noticing her uneasiness, Quill edged closer to her. "You alright?" 



"Oh, hmm, what?"

"Are you alright? You look uncomfortable." 

Finding a spot to sit, her head fell into her hands. "I'm fine," she lied. 

Shaking his head, he knew she was lying. "Don't give me that bullshit," he retorted. 

Bring her head up, the look in his eye was murderous. Kneeling in front of her, he leaned on his thighs. "I know this is hard, but you have to keep your head up. You're a Luna. That being said, you can't let these people get to you. They're your old pack, and if I recall correctly, they didn't care about you anyway." Nodding, she acknowledged his words. "By the way, did you ever tell Zeke about.... you know." 

Shame immediately hit her, knowing that it was going to be worse now that they were at the old pack, and no revelations had been made. "Honestly, I didn't know how to tell him." 

A sudden roar made them both pounce from their respective places. An angry king stormed through the house, and every person in his path moved hastily out of the way. Daemon was standing in the doorway of his office with an equally angry expression. Without a word, he ripped the front door open, leaving everyone behind. 

Taking a good look at him, every single muscle in his body was rippling. About to approach, Quill held her back, giving her a look and shaking his head. Wriggling out of his grip, she ran to her mate.

"Zeke," she whispered, reaching for him. 

"Where's your house?" he gritted. 

"Three miles down the road." 

Clenching his muscles again, Aylin stepped back a few, giving him space. Before her eyes, the king shifted into his charcoal grey wolf. His eyes were a golden yellow, his size massive. 'Come,' he growled through the link.

Cautiously approaching, he snorted at her which hastened her steps. Climbing on top, she gripped his fur tightly. The speed he was running was so fast, there was no way the other vehicles would be able to keep up with him. 

"Aylin! Tell us where to go!" Quill's voice yelled as they ran to the truck.

"Exit the driveway, go left, and drive three miles down the road. You'll see a gravel driveway; the house is set back about half mile."

 She focused herself back to her already angry mate. It became hard to hold onto his body, and the tension through their link was making her rather ill. From the moment Ezekiel stormed out of the office, the tension in the air was palpable. The aim was at Aylin, but she couldn't tell if he was angry at her or for her. 

Taking a sharp left turn away from the house, she sat up, looking around, seeing it disappear in the distance. 

"Where are you going? The house is over there." 

'We're not going there yet. We need to talk.'

A pit formed in Aylin's stomach. What could he possibly want to speak to her about? He wasn't even in the office long enough with Daemon for any secrets to be spilled. Or was it her worst fear? Did Daemon tell Ezekiel that she was his first mate, and that she was passed over for some blonde hussy?

Coming to a skidding halt, Aylin went flying over his shoulders, right into the pond. "Shit," she moaned. Standing up, she tried to shake off some of the water, already feeling chilled to the bone. 

"Why didn't you tell me?" Ezekiel growled. 

Staying in place, Aylin wasn't sure where to begin. If this was about what she thought, then there was no excuse for it. "Tell you what?" 

"That Daemon Morris is the wolf, the Alpha, that rejected you!"

Tears started flowing down her cheeks, and she turned to face her mate. "I couldn't--"

"Why?! Why not?!"

"Because I was afraid you would reject me!" Speechless, he simply looked at her agape. "Then I saw you with Ana that night, and everything came flooding back to me. I wouldn't have been able to stand two mates discarding me. Hate me if you want, it doesn't matter now." 

Rage fired through his darkened orbs. Releasing, he punched a tree closest to him, leaving a deep impression. "Goddamnit, why doesn't it matter?!"

A nervous laugh left her. "You've already made your decision. Why would an Alpha, a King, want a wolf who's been rejected? When your business is concluded here, leave me." She turned her back on him, gazing at the almost black looking water of the pond.

"No!" he said sternly. "I don't care what happened in the past. I care about what's happening now." Stunned, she turned back around facing her mate, who came closer to her. "I'm not angry because that asshole rejected you. I'm angry because you didn't trust me enough to tell me the truth about yourself. I don't want there to be secrets between us. You may not believe it yet, but I need you, like I need air to breathe."

Relief washed over Aylin like a cool breeze. The sincerity in his eyes was too much for her to handle. Without a word, she pressed herself into Ezekiel's warm embrace. "I'm sorry," she sobbed into his hard chest. "I love you, Zeke." 

Kissing her hair, the king held her tighter. "I love you too, Aylin."

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