Chapter 79 79
Phoebe~~
Four years later.
A fashion show was going to take place, and my brand was organising it. I was going to collaborate with so many other organisations, including the princess’s brand, too, and it was something I had always wished for.
These four years of growing my brand had been the best time of my life. Having my own fashion empire, and although I do not train students, my brand was still known among the best in the lycan clan.
“What if a man proposes to you during the event? Are you gonna publicly refuse it?” Princess Avire asked, ignoring her little pup that kept following her around. I had wondered why she was so bent on me having a man when I had explained so many times that I wasn't interested in them for my sanity's sake.
I didn't want to divert my attention from my brand to a man who could end up betraying me in the end.
“I already told you that I would adopt a pup soon. For now, I have to focus on my brand." I managed to respond to her before getting back to what I was organising.
In the next few hours, the event started, and I was shocked by the crowd that got a ticket for it. Since it wasn't a free show, I didn't expect the crowd, yet they were all waiting for our presents.
I left the rest for my organisers and watched how they handled every single thing. I was so proud of myself, watching the models I had paid for the show all walk out with every design I had created, until the bidding began.
To say I made a lot of profit from the designs was an understatement, and I was so happy that it was one unique design that nobody expected to see.
At the end of the event, I exchanged pleasantries with some people before starting to leave. I would review the collaboration request from some brands, and the one I had requested myself later, as I was so weak and needed to take a long sleep from the midnight work I gave myself.
I was just about to step into my car when my PA tapped my shoulder and pointed towards a black-tinted car. “The alpha king wishes to have a talk with you…”
“Alpha king?” I asked and licked my lips. “Fine! We could do that in my office before I leave.”
With that, I started returning to my office so we could have a brief talk. Since he was a werewolf, I believed he might lose the opportunity if I didn't make time, and I wouldn't do business with the lycans ignore species.
I had already grabbed my seat, waiting for the man, when the doorbell rang.
My PA hurried and opened the door, then made her way out as the man walked in.
I slowly raised my face to see who it was, and to my greatest shock, he was my mate; the one I had already gotten rid of from my heart so I could focus and make a name for myself.
He had that pitiful expression on, as though he was contemplating whether to even sit or not.
While my wolf whimpered, my heart raced so fast, causing my palms to become sweaty.
Knox was damn rich, so why was he present at the event? He had no business with fashion, and I never even sent a card to his pack. “Your majesty, could you take a seat?” I said, even as I felt my heart would slip out through my throat.
He drew back the chair and got seated, then leaned his arms on the table. “I'm sorry for interrupting your move, but you really looked like someone I know.”
I pressed my lips into a thin line.
With that statement, I could say that they assumed I was dead since they didn't see me. And due to the distance, the bond wouldn't activate to pull him towards the lycan clan so easily. So we stayed away from each other, while he thought his mate was dead.
I put up a smile and said to him, “Uhm, I wonder who it is I look like, alpha?”
“My mate! She died almost five years ago, so when I saw your photo in the news, I decided to confirm if there really was someone with the same look as my mate. I'm glad to meet you…” He stated, causing a lump to form in my throat. He sounded like he was holding back from breaking into sobs, and so was I.
I didn't want to continue this, so I decided to play along with his narrative. “Accept my condolences for losing your mate, and I hope you will get a second chance mate.”
“But I don't need one…” he mentioned and stood up. “It was so good talking with you. I hope your brand keeps flourishing.”
I stood too, and we exchanged pleasantries before he left. Watching his silhouette until it disappeared before my eyes caused tears to well in my eyes.
The worst thing to ever experience was to lose someone so dear to us.
How had he lived all those years thinking I was dead? He looked calmer than in the past, and I bet I was the reason. His voice was so demure minutes ago, and I wanted him to whisper dirty things to my ear.
I pressed my clenched fist on the table, holding back my tears so they wouldn't smear my makeup.
It would have been better if we hadn't seen each other again. I felt my wolf whining constantly as the bond seemed to be so activated from the closeness of us minutes ago.
When I finally thought I had recovered, I breathed out and began leaving, and every other day ahead became so messy for me.
I couldn't stop thinking about him. I didn't even tell the lycan princess about it, and it bothered me so much.
Should I just tell him the truth that I wasn't dead and make up with him? What if he recalled what my parents did to him?
All those were eating me up, and I had no solution.
At the very end, I decided to let go.
He already thought I was dead and won't come again. If he felt the bond, he shouldn't have left, so it was better I let him move on and live without me.