Chapter-28
VALERIE'S POV
My entire body was on fire, like I got hit by a truck last night, and no one tended to me after that.
If that is a way to describe the tingling ache all over my body, that's how I would describe it.
With a stifled groan, I opened my eyes, turning to my left, where Ambrose was still sleeping.
I seriously had no idea he had so much zest in him. Even after mating, he continued his assault and lovemaking with me for two hours, and those were the most awesome and tiring hours of my life, I swear.
I smiled at his peaceful face, pushing the urge to trace his face with my fingers in the back of my mind.
With a soft sigh, I did my best to slide down the bed and wear my night suit without making much noise, or the alpha would surely wake up.
'That was awesome, wasn't it?' Adele made her presence known, and a slight blush crept up my neck.
'Stop. I know you are here to tease me,' I bit the inside of my cheeks to hide my shyness.
For some reason, when Ambrose had volunteered to stay with me, and that first wave of heat crashed me down, I had a feeling I would end up doing something like this.
However, I didn't regret it. I know mating with Ambrose was never in my plans, but sometimes the unplanned things are the best, no?
I placed my hand on the doorknob to open the bathroom door and widened my eyes when the handle came into my hand.
What the hell? I swear I didn't even apply any pressure. It was all okay last night.
Monty will have to come and have some work done here. I can imagine him scowling and groaning while he would be at it.
I shrugged before walking inside and closing the door softly.
'I am not here to tease you, Valerie. I just wanted to ask if you remember what you did last night,' Adele asked, and I squinted my brows.
"What do you mean?" I was confused.
She clearly knows what happened last night. Why is she exaggerating everything?
I washed my face and looked at my reflection in the mirror, widening my eyes slightly when I saw the thing or person in front of me.
The hell!
"Is this me?" I jabbed my finger in the mirror, shocking myself again when my finger went through it, and a hole appeared in the mirror, cracking it.
Through the cracked glass, I looked into my eyes, amazed.
My eyes were shining a mixture of bright red and golden. What kind of color was this? I have never seen or heard of it.
What was happening? Is this really because I had sex with Ambrose? I bit my lower lip, slight panic rising inside my heart when I remembered the curse.
Was it because I was cursed? Does that mean the fact that anyone who would come close to me will get hurt or die is true? I couldn't help but remember all the words and insults those pack members used to throw at me.
'Hey! Valerie! I forbid you from thinking anything negative about yourself, okay? This is not because of - I mean, it's because of that curse too, but mainly because you guys marked each other,' Adele said, and I pulled down the side of my night suit to see.
There on my neck was the mark. The mark of Ambrose's claim. I looked at the white and black wolves almost hugging each other in front of a large moon.
However, there was something else that caught my eye. The splatters of blood on the white wolf. What does it mean? I have never seen a mark like this before.
'It's the mark of your curse,' Adele smiled, but I didn't find anything worth being happy.
Wait. We marked each other. But I am sure that wasn't the only thing that happened last night. I looked at the cracked glass one more time before biting my lips, praying that what I was thinking wasn't true.
I walked out of the bathroom and saw a very confused Ambrose sitting on the bed.
"There you are. Why did you leave just like that? The least you could -" he blinked his eyes before rubbing them as he looked at me.
I could see him becoming cautious as he looked into my eyes with an unwavering gaze.
"What happened to your eyes? They are unique and beautiful, but I have never seen a color like this before," Ambrose murmured before his gaze traveled down, probably to the mark on my neck.
"Ambrose, can - Can you show me your mark?" I couldn't help but ask. I know this wasn't the time to be worrying about these things.
It was the time to bask in the afterglow of our lovemaking sessions and talk about sweet nothings, but this was more important than anything else.
"Mark?" Ambrose looked at me wide-eyed before taking off the shirt he must've worn when I was inside the bathroom.
There it was. The mark of our love-making session.
The proof that we were so lost in our moment of lust that we didn't even realize we weren't just having s*x or mating, but actually ended up marking each other.
However, that wasn't the only shocking thing about it. The most shocking thing was the presence of the two fangs around the wolves in Ambrose's mark.
The fangs were clear evidence of what I did to him last night and how I ended up drinking his blood.
"Is it good -" Ambrose stood from his place and rushed to the mirror to see his mark.
"It's beautiful. I know we didn't plan it, and - His voice paused, and I know the reason behind it.
"Valerie? What is this?" Ambrose walked out and looked at me, horrified.
"I... I swear I didn't have any idea what this curse was all about," I said the first thing that came to my mind.
"Curse?" He looked at me, confused.
"The secret that I behold. It's related to this. Whenever I feel desire for someone, anger, or any extreme emotion, my canines hurt. They feel like they are craving something. That's exactly why I said my teeth were hurting last night too. I don’t know what’s happening either. Please believe me," I said.
"Teeth? Are you for real? These are not f*cking teeth! These are fangs, for god's sake!" Ambrose raised his voice, and I couldn't help but flinch.
"Tell me, Valerie. Since how long have I known about these sensations of aching canines and whatever the symptoms there might be," Ambrose asked, and I looked down.
"Since forever. From as long as I can remember, before my dad left - Yeah, from the moment I grew up and started understanding things, I had these sensations of biting something or eating something that would get my teeth worked up. However, after I turned eighteen, these sensations grew even more. I don't -"
"And you never thought sharing it with others could help you?" Ambrose's eyes were starting to turn darker, and I didn't like the tone he was using to talk to me.
Feeling a sudden rush of heat inside my head that I knew was nowhere near related to my arousal or desires and was pure rage, I looked at him sternly.
"Do you think I didn't try? It wasn't f*cking easy for me. I was called cursed, a bad omen, a person who should die, and whatnot. Do you think my life was f*cking easy?" I asked.
"Don't you dare try to come up and try to make things like I didn’t try to mend what was wrong with me? I never wanted this life for me, either. You have no idea what I have gone through when no one knew what this was all about. Do you think they would’ve allowed me to stay if they or I knew about it? Don’t act like I lured you into some kind of trap," I gritted my teeth.
When we marked each other, it was on both of us. Ambrose wanted this as much as I did. He was the one who was excited to claim me, call me his, and make me a member of his pack. I didn't come to him deliberately. He followed me.
'Valerie, calm down. You are now -' Adele started.
'Shut up,' My voice was low, but I ensured to show Adele exactly how pissed I was right now.
Ambrose can't treat me like this. After he said and promised me he doesn't care about whatever secret I had and will always love and look at me the same, he can't.
"I told you I had a secret. A secret so sacred that I was rejected by my alpha mate. Nor once did I make up my words. I told you everything I knew from the beginning," I stepped forward, looking him straight in the eyes, my feelings for him long shifted to the corner of my heart.
"The things you are talking about, I have told you everything. The only reason I never told you the exact words was because I didn't know any of that either. I was as oblivious as everyone around me. How dare you pretend like you fell into some kind of Odyssey?" I glared at him.
I looked at my feet, my rage only increasing with each passing second as his words echoed in my head.
He was the one who made those empty promises.
"I am not pretending to be into anything, nor am I blaming you for this, but the least you could've done was tell me you were a half-vampire hybrid. Do you think these things are normal? All the infiltrations from the vampires recently make sense now. They knew about you. They were here for you," Ambrose clenched his fists.
"Are you a f*cking fool?! I told you I had no clue about it. Only my father knew about it and -" I paused.
This didn't make sense. Nothing that was happening right now made sense anymore. Why were we in this position? Everything was okay last night. How can a man change overnight?
"Get lost," I murmured with authority, and I could see Ambrose's eyes dilating a little.
"What did you say?"
"I said get lost. Don't come near me until you know what you are getting yourself into. Once you decide and have come to a common decision, we will talk. If you don't want to and regret this, I will be responsible for the rejection," I said before walking out, barely controlling my tears.
He didn't say anything. Nor once did he refute what I said and left just like that.
I closed the door and leaned on the door frame with a smile.
Maybe I was hasty again in putting my trust in someone. From how loud Ambrose’s reaction is, I am sure he wouldn't want this.
'Valerie, don't think negatively,'
'Not now, Adele. I have nothing good to say to any kind of support or motivation,' I sighed, letting tears roll down my cheeks as I curled into a ball on my couch, feeling heartbroken already.
'Fine. If that's what you don't want, maybe you can think about controlling and testing these new powers you have got. The cafe and other people won't really fancy you for breaking their things,' Adele said, and I hummed.