161. Answer me.

MELISSA.I was confused.What exactly was he accusing me of this time?At this point, I was exhausted by his constant accusations, his unpredictable behavior, and the way he always seemed to twist everything into something it wasn't. Honestly, I didn't have the time—or the patience—for any more of his nonsense.“Look here, Mr. Stone,” I said firmly, my voice sharp as irritation surged through me. “If you have nothing important to discuss, then get your hands off me!”My words echoed between us, fueled by the anger I was no longer interested in hiding.Cyril stared at me, frustration burning intensely in his eyes. His jaw tightened as though he was struggling to control himself. Meanwhile, his hands remained firmly around my wrists, pinning them above my head against the door.“You won't leave here until I say so,” he declared.The authority in his voice only fueled my anger further.As if his actions weren't already infuriating enough, he lifted his free hand and slowly pushed a loose

162. Always been you!!!

Melissa.“You still haven’t said a word,” Cypril said suddenly, his voice cutting through the tense silence as he stormed to his feet.The way he moved only made the atmosphere heavier, more suffocating.I lifted my chin slightly, forcing myself to remain steady despite the pressure building between us.“I would do anything to help you fully regain your wolf,” I said firmly, making sure my voice did not waver. “As long as it guarantees the rejection,” I added without hesitation.Cyril paused.For a moment, something unreadable flickered across his face before a slow, almost mocking smile formed.“I don’t think you would want to after that,” he said, his tone lower now, laced with something sly as a faint smirk spread across his face.I immediately rolled my eyes, refusing to be dragged into whatever game he was playing.“Just speak,” I said flatly, my patience thinning.The words came out sharper than intended, but I didn’t care anymore. I just wanted answers.Cyril exhaled lightly, a

163. Jones!

Melissa."Get hold of yourself, Melissa!" The words echoed loudly inside my head, drowning out everything else. "Do not be deceived by his sweet talks."I squeezed my eyes shut for the briefest moment, repeating those words to myself over and over again.Yes. That's right.I couldn't afford to let my heart waver now.If everything he was saying was true...If it had always been me...Then why?Why had I been the one forced to suffer?Why had I spent so long watching him—them choose someone else?Why had everyone around us believed Amelia was the one he truly cared about?None of it made sense.His words had to be lies—beautiful yet dangerous lies."It has never been me, Cypril!" I yelled, my voice trembling with anger as I forcefully removed his hands from my shoulders.The moment his touch disappeared, I took a step backward, putting some distance between us."I am not blind," I continued firmly. "And neither are the people in the pack."My chest rose and fell rapidly as I struggled t

164. She was with me.

Louis.I was already growing restless, as very passing second felt unbearably long.Melissa had been alone with Cypril for far too long, and the longer they stayed behind those closed doors, the more impatient I became.I couldn't sit still anymore.My thoughts refused to settle, each one worse than the last.What if Cypril was trying to manipulate her?What if he was using her emotions against her?Or worse...What if he tried to take advantage of her while she was vulnerable?The mere thought caused my jaw to tighten.No. I couldn't allow that to happen.Melissa was already mine—she belonged by my side, not theirs.A small smile almost tugged at my lips as another thought crossed my mind.I really couldn't wait for us to discuss and fix our wedding date. The sooner we got married, the better.Once the ceremony was complete, those triplets would have no reason to keep hovering around her.They would finally have to stay far away.As strange as it sounded, I almost felt grateful for t

165. Other plans.

Maddy.“Arrrrghhhhh!”The scream tore out of my throat before I could stop it.I spun around to face my brother, my entire body trembling with barely restrained fury. Every muscle was tense, and my hands were clenched so tightly that my nails dug painfully into my palms.“Can you see what's going on, Leonard?” I asked through gritted teeth, my voice thick with annoyance and frustration.My breathing came in short, uneven bursts as I stared at him.How could he expect me to remain calm after everything that had happened?“Relax, Maddy. You know the reason why we came here,” Leonard replied, meeting my furious gaze without flinching. His voice remained steady, almost annoyingly calm. “You can't act rashly. Control your emotions.”“To hell with that, Leonard!” I yelled, throwing my hands into the air in exasperation.Nothing about this situation deserved calmness.“Louis is my mate!” I shouted, my voice cracking with emotion. “I haven't rejected him yet, so how could he possibly choose s

166. Never changes.

Melissa.Without the slightest hesitation, I followed Louis out of Cypril's room.The heavy door clicked shut behind us, cutting off whatever emotions still lingered inside that room.For a few moments, neither of us spoke.The hallway stretched quietly before us, and only the sound of our footsteps echoed against the walls.I walked beside him in silence, my thoughts still tangled in everything I had just heard.The conversation with Cypril refused to leave my mind. They continued to swirl endlessly inside my head.Unable to hold it in any longer, I suddenly stopped walking.Louis noticed almost immediately, as he slowed his steps before turning to face me. A puzzled look crossed his face as his eyes settled on mine.I looked back at him, my emotions a mixture of anger, confusion, and curiosity.There was one question that had been bothering me ever since he interrupted the conversation.One question I desperately needed answered.“Why didn't you tell me about it?” I asked quietly.A