Chapter 30
Chapter 30
Tristian
I feel like I’m drowning. It feels like water is surrounding me and no matter how much I struggle, I can’t reach the surface. It’s hot and cold all at the same time and my chest aches while I try and catch my breath. As I continue to struggle, I hear muffled voices calling my name. Where are they? All I can see is endless darkness.
The pain I feel comes in waves and nothing I do relieves it. “Please….” I mutter out loud. “Please stop… it hurts… it hurts…!” I force myself not to cry out. The darkness is suffocating me. How can I escape it? Suddenly I feel hands on me. Are they trying to pull me up? Or down? Suddenly I see a light and the voice becomes clearer.
“… an… tian… TRISTIAN!!!” I jump awake and pant heavily. Before I know what I’m doing, I feel someone struggling underneath me, and ‘her’ image comes into focus.
In my confusion and daze, I growl and glare down at her. “You stupid bitch…” Why is she still haunting me? Why can’t I get her out of my head? Just leave me alone! I tighten my grip around her and her airy cry snaps me into reality.
The girl underneath me changes completely. Her nails are clawing at my hands that are wrapped around her neck and tears fall from her blue eyes but they flash with defiance along with fear. Her hair is wavy and golden blonde, not silver.
I take my hands away and immediately jump back. “D-Dahlia…” I stammer and watch as she coughs and holds her throat. I pale and reach out to her. “I-I’m sorry, I… Dahlia, I…” she flinches away and glares at me. Her throat is already starting to bruise.
“Don’t touch me,” Dahlia growls lowly and gets off the bed. “That’s the last time I ever try to wake you up when you’re having a nightmare! Better yet, go sleep on the couch, asshole!” She snaps and storms out of the room still holding her neck.
Once I’m left alone, I sit down on the bed and cover my face with my hands. Why isn’t anything going my way? I hear a knock and look up to see Jim’s concerned face. “What are you doing here?” I mutter with a frown.
Jim sighs and walks over to me. “Dahlia called me here last night. You were having what seemed like a night terror to her but she couldn’t wake you up.” He stops in front of me. “However, that wasn’t just a night terror.”
I scowl as I have no idea what he’s talking about. All I want is for some peace so that I can think of a way to make up with my chosen mate. “I don’t care. Just go away.” I say dismissively but much to my annoyance, Jim stands firm in front of me. He’s one of the only people who can and will stand his ground even with an alpha command. T
“I suspect ‘she’ has found someone else,” Jim says which makes me frown more. What is he even talking about? “That sort of pain and reaction only happens when your mate is with another. She’s probably taken a chosen mate.”
“What are you talking about? Dahlia…” Then it clicks with me. He’s not talking his Luna… he’s talking about Daisy. I grit my teeth and clench my fists. “What do you mean by that exactly?”
Jim notices my expression but doesn’t flinch. “It’s like a warning or a way a rejected mate can feel that they’ve moved on. I’m certain she felt when you and Dahlia were…” he trails off and sighs.
A deep feeling of guilt hits me. I knew Daisy would have felt what we were doing after I rejected her but I didn’t care then. Having felt it for myself now, I don’t know how she managed to hide her pain so well. Then I remember how her family and the rest of the pack treated her and the guilt only grows. Why did I let that happen before?
“You felt like you were drowning right? Lost in darkness with a deep pain in your chest? A sickening feeling that you struggle to escape from?” How is he able to describe it so well? I swallow hard and nod. “While you two have rejected each other and accepted it, somewhere in your heart…” he hesitates for a moment. “…you long to be with her. You or your wolf anyway.” He finishes.
Do I long to be with Daisy? Really? What a laugh! I scoff and laugh at the ridiculous idea. Why would I want a weak and pathetic girl like her? I faintly hear Silas whimper about the name ‘Naomi’ and her image flashes in my mind. It becomes clear to me then. I don’t long for Daisy at all but for Naomi.
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Of course, Silas does as she’s his mate but knowing how strong of a wolf she is? Naomi was born to be Luna! Dahlia is great and all as my first love and chosen mate, but Naomi? Now she’s a sweet temptation! My mouth starts to water and I clench my fists. I want her to be mine!
At my long silence, Jim sighs. “Don’t forget that you chose Dahlia as your mate and Luna while rejecting Daisy. Her wolf even rejected yours which is very rare. Focus on what you have now.” He steps back and shakes his head. “It will fade with time. She’s moved on so… you should too.”
Before I can snap at him, Jim turns away and leaves me alone. As I sit there finally left alone, instead of thinking of how to make it up to Dahlia, I’m thinking of Naomi’s golden eyes and the power behind her sweet voice. Oh, what I wouldn’t give to have her in my arms… and yet she’s in the arms of another?
That thought pisses me off more than anything. How dare they move on! They’re living as a rouge still I’m sure so she’d rather be with some mutt instead of me? I close my eyes and let out a deep breath. If I ever see her again, then I’ll make sure to make her mine. Besides… having a pair of twin sisters to please is a very satisfying idea.
I smirk and open my eyes. “Look out, little one… true mates are always better than chosen ones…” Dahlia is still lovely and I don’t plan on ever letting her go. She had already been rejected by that mutt, Samuel so she’s all mine already. What harm would it be to get a delicious little treat on the side as well? Satisfied with my plan, I get up and start my day on a high note.
