Chapter 60 TRACKING THE TRUTH
Celestia's POV
Lucian was being extra clingy to his phone, it didn't stop since that night he would look at it then make sure that I wasn't in the vicinity before going back to it again he had made it a habit to answer phone calls out of earshot for me.
Perhaps he had a lover.
That was my immediate conclusion.
Not like it would be any of my business if there was actually someone, they had some kind of arrangement that accommodated our contract relationship.
Right our contract relationship.
That's all it was so I shouldn't really feel anything when he steps out of the room his voice becoming hushed and secretive.
It shouldn't even hurt that I can't bring it up without feeling like there was a thin thread tightening around my chest.
What was it just curiosity I felt?
"Celestia I'll be going for about 2 hours, will you be okay?" He asked me at the very crack of dawn while I was slowly rising from sleep. I reached over to his side and most of the warmth was already gone meaning that he had gotten up really early for whatever his appointment was going to take his next two hours.
"I can manage," I told him then my lips were working overtime, and I continued, "Is there something you need to do?"
He was adjusting his tie and the full body mirror when I said that and he completely froze all over.
"Yes I do have something to do but it doesn't really have anything to do with you so you don't have to worry, if I find any new information concerning Medea or Raphael that could help your case of course I'll bring it to you."
Okay so in more blunt words it was none of my business.
My fingers dug into the bed sheets under the duvet.
Who cares if we slept in each other's arms every night? It was just an arrangement we had between ourselves. We were both adults and understood that it meant nothing but playing a role.
I collapsed into the bed trying to catch a few more hours of sleep at least, the pack house was extra noisy these days because of the preparation. It was only supposed to be a small celebration of blessings and the preparations were not supposed to take this much time or effort.
Or maybe that's just what I believe because that's all I've ever experienced.
"Maybe we can just skip this." Raphael told me 5 years ago, "I know it's traditional and every other Luna has done it to bless the pup but I think it's a waste of money things are tight now."
Whenever it came to me things were always too tight, the pack budget was on its last leg, how to be more understanding and not so selfish, and every time I internalized everything he said to me as you mean that I was too demanding and needed to lower my expectations.
It was never like that for his precious Medea.
I didn't want him back of course but I wondered how it would feel if there was actually a man out there who cared for me that much and nothing would seem like it was too much for me.
My eyes were closed so I think Lucian must have assumed I had fallen back to sleep, he came over could feel his minty breath over my face which means he must have been crouched facing me as I laid on the bed, his fingers brushed over my cheek with feather light touches that almost exposed me and send me trembling under them with those simple strokes he pulled my hair out of my face.
Then he came closer until his breath was now hotter and over my ear, "I'm sorry." His voice was just as soft as his touch and I almost wanted to reach out grab his arm and ask him what exactly he was sorry about but instead I remained still shocked by his words and actions so much so that I could not even think of moving until I heard the door click, meaning that he was gone. I opened my eyes, turned to the side, and took a deep breath.
Each breath was forced and difficult coming down my throat like it was second-guessing itself as for me I was still wondering if this was going exactly where I thought it would be heading.
I couldn't be betrayed again.
So I quickly got dressed.
After doing so I looked up his location on my phone. This was just another random curtsy we had done as a couple and we never really had to use it because it wasn't like we would track each other's movements.
Well, we weren't until this moment.
There was a hint of guilt in my heart but not enough to make me stop I had to know the truth of course there was an unspoken rule of privacy between the two of us but not too much so that I would allow him to starve me in the back just like how it had been done to me several times before.
I wasn't going to be anyone's full again that was my promise to myself and it wasn't going to change now.
I got his location and after second-guessing myself for a while and almost quitting together I decided that I would go and see for myself exactly what he was up to
No more being left in the dark and having the carpet swept right from under my feet.
If I were being stabbed in the back I wanted to know now instead of finding out down the road when I had already invested so much trust in the person who saw me as nothing but a gullible victim.
I wore tinted sunglasses, a bulky hat, and a large coat. It drew attention but also heard my features well enough. I stepped into the coffee shop and when I looked around I finally spotted Lucian and across the table from him as a woman.