Chapter 7
Arriving at my uncle’s place, I discovered he’d already formed his own Pack in the Southern region.
Focused on his career, he hadn’t yet found the right partner.
The next morning, my grandparents made cupcakes adorned with cream and candy.
As Grandma combed my hair, she said these were my mom’s favorite.
My heart, battered and scarred by Dorian, felt like it was being nurtured back to life
with love.
Grandpa, a quiet old man, watched me silently with doting eyes.
I traveled the world with them, eagerly suggesting we take photos together, no longer dismissed as childish or boring.
My uncle warmly welcomed me into his pack.
I felt a happiness I hadn’t known since my parents‘ passing.
I got a new number, thinking I’d cut ties with Dorian for good.
But just a week later, on my way home from a date with an Alpha my uncle
recommended, I saw a familiar figure under the streetlight.
He staggered toward me, eyes filled with sorrow, reaching out to hug me.
My cold glare stopped him.
“Mireya, I’ve been looking for you forever. Are you okay?”
I tried to walk past, but he stubbornly blocked my path.
I said coldly, “If you’re not blind, you can see I’m a thousand times better now than I
ever was with you.”
He stood there, mouth open, silent for a long moment.
As I moved to leave, he grabbed my sleeve desperately.
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His voice was urgent. “The wedding, Lacey–it’s all a misunderstanding. You ran away, and I don’t blame you, but come back. Let’s clear things up, okay?”
I found it laughable. Did he only realize my worth after losing me?
What made him think I’d go back after everything he’d done?
His shamelessness?
Unable to shake him off, I slapped him hard with my free hand.
“Dorian, you’re filthy and pathetic.”
He froze at my words.
For ten years, I was an orphan who’d lost her parents and her hearing, clinging to him
as my only anchor.
But when my hearing returned, I heard him shamelessly flirting with Lacey in front of
- me.
While chatting with his buddies, they asked, “What if the little deaf girl finds out about
you and Lacey?”
And as he gently signed that he loved me, he said, “She’s so desperate for me, she’d
never leave, even if she knew.”
The Alpha I’d just dated walked up with ice cream cone. He gently squeezed my palm and raised his eyebrows, as if to ask, “Can I?“.
With my consent, he boldly interlaced our fingers, flaunting to Dorian that he was my
chosen mate.
Dorian stood stunned.
After a long pause, he pleaded in a low, desperate tone, “Mireya, don’t do this to me. It
hurts.”
H
His wounded expression stirred something in me.
It was… utterly disgusting.
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He was like an apple eaten through by worms–shiny on the outside, but rotten and foul
inside once you took a bite.
I stepped back, smiling. “Should I call Lacey?”
I pointed at his chest, where her name was tattooed.
“After all, you love putting on a show. Without the main act, it’s probably not thrilling enough, right?”
He wouldn’t give up, pressing, “You regained your hearing a while ago. Why didn’t you
tell me?”
I realized why he dared to show up so confidently.
He probably thought I’d only recently regained my hearing. After all, who could stay calm watching their boyfriend do those things?
He was banking on that, hoping he could keep deceiving me.
But he forgot I’m a person with dignity.
No one would let their self–respect be trampled by the same person over and over.
The smell of grilling steak wafted from the villa.
I didn’t respond, taking the Alpha’s hand and walking away.
Dorian stubbornly camped out at the villa’s entrance.
For a whole week, his hair grew messy, his chin stubbled, his suit wrinkled from the
constant drizzle.
He always looked at me with pitiful eyes, saying, “Mireya, I’ll wait until you forgive
me.”
I ignored him, continuing to stroll, have afternoon tea, and dine with the handsome
Alpha.
Our relationship was heating up.
On the tenth day, just when the drizzle stopped, Lacey appeared–wearing white.
Chapter 7.
