Chapter 123 I’m Sorry
Wyatt took a step forward; his figure was tall, and a cold and domineering pressure oozed out of him. His eyes are piercingly cold and fierce. "Enjoyed toying with my feelings, huh?” Despite the coldness oozing out of him, Wyatt's voice was steady and calm—too calm to be real.
He took off his shirt and tossed it somewhere across the room, leaving his upper body bare. Even though it was a delicious feast for my eyesight, the precarious situation I was in made me unable to enjoy it.
My eyesight increasingly turned blurry due to the tears that pooled in my eyes. I bit my lower lip and hurriedly shook my head. "No. Hubby, it's not like that."
Wyatt took another step forward, his jaw clenched and his voice steady. "Maia, I trusted you a lot. You don't want to provoke me because I won't give you space. I can be cruel. Really cruel." He enunciated one after the other.
My heart thrummed against my chest, and the tears I'd been holding in finally slipped past my eyes.
I really want to throw myself into Wyatt's arms and explain that I didn't mean it. I really want to burrow into his embrace and tell him I'm sorry. But he's so cold, and he kept oozing a distant pressure, making my heart race with petrification. "Hubby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hide from you. I really didn't..."
"I gave you space to deal with Rex. Still intertwining with Oswald?" The mention of Oswald made Wyatt turn more gloomy, and his eyes turned darker.
I shook my head and waved my hands in the air, my heart thumping extremely fast. "No. No. I really didn't... Hubby, I didn't..."
Wyatt eyed me and scowled. He roared fiercely, "Strip. Or what? You want me to strip you?"
My stomach flipped, and I gulped nervously. It can't be that he wanted to do it here. "Wyatt, can. Can we go home? Can you calm down, and let's talk about it..."
Before I could complete my sentence, Wyatt gave me a piercing death glare.
I trembled, kept my mouth shut, and hurriedly began to take them off.
Wyatt's cold gaze suddenly fell on the flower. My heart thrummed. How can I forget to hide it again?
Without warning, Wyatt strode towards the flower, picked it up, and threw it across the room wall.
A smashing sound immediately reverberated in the room, and the flower and its vase shattered immediately.
Wyatt's face turned gloomy, and he pinched my chin, making me look into his eyes, which seemed to want to pierce deep into my soul. "He’s chasing you? He came here." He said in a knowing voice.
Wyatt coldly sneered at me. "Maia, you have huge courage! Even keeping his flower? What do you want that I won't give you? Did you just want his..."
Although Wyatt was originally annoyed, as soon as he noticed the flower, his anger increased multiple times. Tears dripped past my eyes hurriedly. "That. That's not it. I wanted to throw it away. I really want to. Believe me..."
Wyatt's lips suddenly curved, and his eyes flashed with wicked glints. "Didn't you like to protect him so much..." He pressed me to the bed and discarded what was left of our clothes. "How about I make him hear your cry for help? Let's see if he has the ability to save you."
I shook my head and grabbed his arms pleadingly.
He sneered and pinned my hands above my head.
I stared at him with tears in my eyes, my lips quivering. "No, Wyatt, no. I really don't have any relationship with Oswald. I only tried to..."
"That's called stingy." He cut off my words coldly. "You don't care about my feelings at all. Did you still want him? I tell you, in your dream! You can never leave me!" He roared domineeringly.
"I... I never planned to... Mmmm."
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"Wyatt. No. I can't hold on anymore. I really can't hold on." I screamed at the ruthless pounding of the venting alpha behind me, my hands fisting the bedsheet.
My voice had turned hoarse, and my eyes were swollen due to the repeated crying and pleading. Hickeys splattered all over my body.
Wyatt suddenly lifted me to change our position. I saw him trying to bring me to Arya's bed, and my eyes constricted with fear. No. Not. How can I have the face to step into the hostel in the future if he does?
"No. No. Not Arya's bed. Please. Please. No. I'm pleading. Ah. Hubby. I'm sorry. Ugh. I really can't. It's too much. I admit it. I'm sorry for hiding from you. Ah, Wyatt..." Regardless of how I cried or what I said, Wyatt didn't say a sentence.
Except that he didn't carry me to Arya's bed anymore and began to pound me in a standing position.
My tears kept flowing, and my brain had long turned muddled. The only thing I could think of was how to beg him to let me go, which he refused to do.
I sniffed and stared at Maia imploringly while hiccuping, "Maia, please. I can't. I can't anymore. Help me."
Maia's eyes constricted, and she shivered fearfully at the sight of the furious Wyatt and his wolf. Maia hurriedly shook her head and quickly burrowed to hide. It was as if she didn't want Wyatt and his wolf to notice her existence. "Filippa. No. No. I don't want to. It's scary." She cried out in a shaky voice. She's about to burst into tears.
"Maia, please. Just. Just for a moment. I knew it was my fault. but please..." I wept and stared at Maia pitifully.
Maia whimpered, and she nodded her head. She slowly takes place with me.
"Thank you, Maia." I appreciated and quickly burrowed to catch my breath.
I bit my lower lip with a sigh. If I had known this was how it'd ended, I'd never hide anything from...
"This. Ah, hubby!" The sudden screaming of Maia jolted me awake from my reverie.
Wyatt sneered coldly. "Little Maia, Tell Maia to return. Do you think you're going scot-free? You also have your punishment. It's Maia time." He coldly conveyed
Maia and I shivered immediately at the news. I didn't expect that Wyatt would ignore Maia because he had his plan.
Despite hearing Wyatt's words, Maia bit her lower lip and hesitated. "That..."
"Being stubborn, huh? It's okay. I had the intent to speak with you before, but Wyatt kept delaying it." Aiden, Wyatt's wolf, suddenly switched with Wyatt.
"Aiden. Ah. No. No, I'm sorry." Before any of us could blink, Maia began to scream and plead.
Aiden engulfed Maia's lips in a fierce kiss. "I don't mind if you're willing to switch with Maia. Let's deal with your punishment then."
Maia trembled and whimpered. "Filippa. I can't. I really can't." Maia shivered fearfully and quickly burrowed into her space, giving me no choice but to return.
Feeling the piercing golden eyes of Aiden, my heart seems to have flown off. Wyatt is cold, but Aiden is more gloomy and colder. I'd rather face Wyatt. "Ahhhh!" I blacked out immediately.
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I winced in pain, finding myself unable to lift even a finger. My whole body ached. It felt as if my whole body had fallen apart.
A hand suddenly fell on my forehead. I stiffened, recognizing Wyatt's touch. I refused to open my eyes while wondering if Wyatt was still angry or not.
"Does it hurt?" Wyatt asked, his voice soft, and he placed a soft kiss on my forehead.
Despite that I hadn't opened my eyes, I knew he knew I had woken up.