Chapter 137
CHAPTER 137
TYSON'S POV
The disgusted look on her face made my heart crumble to pieces. She didn't know how to react other than to just stare at me weirdly, giving me the 'I never needed your help look'.
I'm just glad we arrived on time or I don't know how I would have taken it if something happened to her.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Tyler came forward and asked, engulfing her in a hug and she relaxed in his warmth, while I bit my lip and stood up.
"How do you know, how? Oh my! Thank you a lot Tyler, I was actually on my way to Mudville when those men appeared and blocked me." She complained.
"It's all good now, you're fine."
He said breathlessly, sighing in relief that she was okay but a figure burst out from nowhere and we all flinched wondering who the heck he was as Tyler drew his sword.
"Stop!" She yelled and he withdrew Immediately. "I know him." She said and turned to him with a worried look.
"What's wrong Jeremy?" She asked him.
"We are being attacked by a group of guards who just barged into the Pack without any explanation. I was scared you might be in danger and I rushed to check on you, I'm just glad you're safe."
He said with so much sadness in his heart and I swallowed while Zenevieva panicked immediately and took a run, startling all of us.
We followed suit and I wondered how a lady can be so fast despite the injury on her skin.
We ran so fast, dodging a lot of obstacles and branches on the way till we got to the pack that was now a total mess.
It was just all about fighting and slashing in anger until Tyler went in and joined the fight, trying to stop Ethan's men who were just acting blindly on Ethan's orders.
"Don't do that!" I yelled at her when she moved to join them.
"Excuse me?" She stared down at me in shock.
I swallowed and sighed.
"You're injured, don't just join. Tyler would take care of it besides it's not a serious one." I tried to explain.
"When did you ever care about my injury?" She slammed heavily.
"Not now Zenevieva, just don't go there."
I should have known her by now, she hissed heavily and walked out on me but I held her hands and yanked her back, dragging her to a secluded place inside and shutting the door.
"What the hell Tyson?" She yelled.
"Look Zenevieva, I won't let you go out there all in the name of trying to be all brave and powerful. You need to dress your wounds or better still wait till you're healed completely." I insisted.
She slapped me so hard that I tasted blood but it didn't get to me.
"You would have repeated this statement when you flogged my naked skin under the scorching hot sun. Can you just act normal or did the poison affect you mentally? I preferred the old you." She shrieked in anger.
"I won't tell you not to feel angry or pained but I won't let you hurt yourself now, not when I'm here." I was stubborn too.
She huffed out in anger and sat down, looking so disheveled and disturbed. She was injured by the sides of her stomach, blood dripping out which disturbed me as hell.
Why the hell didn't I feel that way when I was unleashing my demons on her?
"You knew about my attack, how?"
Her voice was stern and demanding, not in the mood for jokes but an immediate answer and my guts tells me she will barge out if I don't answer her immediately.
"I thought they were Ethan's men but they are not," I said and she frowned.
"What do you mean?" she asked me.
"Today was Collette's mating ceremony with Ethan," I said and watched her expression which was just blank and I sighed and continued. Collette and I did her dirty, how the hell will my mate look at me like Kyle, why does it hurt so much that the girl I've always wanted all these was treated like trash by me?
"He told me about Marcella coming to meet him and asking for help that requires your safety and mine, but because of you he did it and sent his men to come over to the pack to kill the men not knowing that they're your people," I explained to her and she shook her head.
"What the actual heck? Why did she do that? What's wrong with Marcella, trying to kill me wasn't enough, now it's her going to lengths to hurt my pack. I allowed that before but I won't tolerate it ever!" She yelled in anger.
"So are you saying that Ethan's men were the ones who attacked me on the way?" She asked.
"I don't think so, they looked different," I replied, twitching my lips.
"Then she must have sent those herself, that bitçh!"
She murmured then her eyes widened at once as if she recalled something as she stared at me disgustingly.
"How do you know those men are my people?"
I bit my lips, I had heard everything she told Tyler and Kyle but am I ready to piss her off the most right now?
"You just said it's your pack." I lied.
"And you don't look surprised? I've always been homeless and called a rogue, you listened to my conversation with Tyler right?"
I couldn't say a word but my silence sent the answer.
"I should have known! These sudden care and possessiveness would never be from the real you. Damn! Tyson, do you have to be more irritating than ever?" She screamed in disgust and stood up.
"Zenevieva?" I called, feeling terrible.
"You are suddenly aware of what your pack did to mine and now you're all sweet? For a moment, I thought you pitied me!" She yelled and I groaned in pain.
"Can you stop thinking that way?" I groaned.
"Please get out of this Pack and go to your lover, Tyler will join you later." She ordered viciously.
"Stop it Zenevieva, Stop!!" I yelled, dragging her hands firmly.
"I didn't mean to eavesdrop on whatever is it you said to them and I'm not acting like that because of it. I'm sincerely worried so don't make it seem that I'm changing because of what happened in the past." I poured out my frustration.
"That's not what you did when you almost married Marcella." She scowled at me.
Everything crumbled before me as she yanked her hands off. I messed up badly and she's ripping me apart by bringing up solid evidence of my stupidity to make it look worse.
"I was worried before all that, I had stopped the wedding too, Zenevieva doesn't act this way towards me like a total devil. I'm already feeling worse. Can you not add fuel to it?" I pleaded.
"I don't know what you just spewed right now but get the fuck away!" She yelled.
"There are ten days remaining to be with you, so I'll do that once I'm back so you can be Marcella. Don't act like you care when you don't." She spat back with venom in her time and a painful lump twisted terribly on my throat.
"I do!!" I yelled back and tugged at my hair.
"I've always done it right from the day you stabbed me in anger! I've always craved for you but I was just blinded by stupid anger not to notice that you were the one. I've been fighting myself to accept you by being harsh but…I truly needed you Zenevieva. It won't stop me from being a jerk or my dad from being the monster but please don't push me a
way." I begged.
"When you're done, please leave my Pack!"
She said and walked out, slamming the door behind me.