Chapter 115
Chapter 115
Chapter 115: Reality Of Him
Rhea
“Rhea.” Aron finds me, standing out of the crowd. He walks toward me and immediately places his hand on my back. “What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost”
My heart hammers harder. I blink and look away from the crowd and at him.
Not just a ghost.
Two ghosts.
Aron steps closer, his other hand coming up to tilt my chin, forcing me to look at him.
“What is it?”
My throat locks. How can I tell him when he is the one who’s behind it? That was why Kovas avoided me this past week–he knew this, whatever this was, and he wanted to tell me, but couldn’t until today.
“Where’s Kovas?” I ask him, my voice a little shaky. I try to steady myself. I need to calm down, I need to relax and think about this rationally.
Because there has to be some sort of explanation for this. There has to be some reason why I’m seeing a dead version of me and a woman who’s meant to be dead but is alive and walking in front of me.
“I sent him to handle a matter. Why? What is it?” he questions again, his voice a bit stern.
I look up at him and meet his eyes. There’s concern in there but something else. Something dark. Something unknown. Something dangerous.
I shake my head and pull away. “Nothing, it’s nothing. I just–wanted to talk to him.
“Are you okay?” His hand doesn’t leave my waist. “If there’s something wrong, you can tell me. I’ll help.
No, I don’t think I can tell him.
I don’t think I can trust him, either.
I’m fine, really I force a smile on my face, the best that I can. “Just overwhelmed”
He nods, understanding
“You had way too many drinks. Why don’t we go upstairs and you get some rest? I’ll handle the rest of this and then join you” he says, his hand on my back, guiding me towards the stairs.
I walk with him, because there is nothing I can do. Not right now at least. Not when I don’t know anything at all. I need answers, from Kovas,
Why did he send me there? What was that?
Aron opens the door to our room and I step inside. He closes the door behind and comes near to me. I keep staring ahead, my thoughts running from one place to another and then suddenly onto Catelyn.
“Come, I’ll help you? Aron says, his fingers brushing my shoulders as he starts to undo the zipper
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I hold my breath as his touch lingers on my skin. I close my eyes and try to calm my heart. It’s racing, and I’m sure he can hear it. There’s no way he can’t. It’s beating too loud.
The dress slides off my body and I slip onto something else, something that’s more comfortable. I don’t really notice the way Aron looks at me, or the way he’s staring at my body. I’m too distracted by the thoughts that are running in my mind. I can’t
seem to stop.
“Rhea.”
My name on his lips.
I turn and look at him.
“You seem tense.”
I gulp and try to come up with something quick. “Just–the drinks,” I tell him.
Maybe, just maybe, I’ve had too many drinks tonight and everything is just a bad dream, a nightmare that I need to get out of.
‘Lie down.”
His hands move over my body as I get onto the bed and lie down. The sheet comes over me and his fingers linger on my kin. He’s being gentle and soft and I don’t understand.
There you go,” He leans down and places a kiss on my forehead. “Get some rest. I’ll wrap things downstairs and come join ou. Alright?” His fingers brush over my cheek lightly.
nod, “Alright.”
ron leaves soon after, closing the door behind him.
n left alone, with my thoughts. The silence of the room starts to creep into my bones and I’m feeling more scared than
‘er.
urn over the bed and slip my hands underneath my cheek before staring at the long curtains in the distance.
queeze my eyes shut tight and breathe for a few seconds. There’s no possibility that there are two of me. It just can’t be. at woman, in that woman, couldn’t have been me.
y to think about that day, when Aron and I met. He didn’t know me, and I didn’t know him. There’s no way he had a body it looked exactly like me preserved in his house.
less…
at’s not possible.
take my head and turn over the bed once more. My mind wanders over to Catelyn. She was here tonight, in this very ise. Could there be a possibility that she didn’t die when Alpha Elias was killed? That Aron didn’t kill her? And neither did –
of his men?
ybe she had fled. Maybe she wasn’t killed.
Il over the bed and to the other side. I can’t seem to find any kind of rest. My mind keeps going back and forth and there > answer in sight.
a knew something was wrong. He noticed. And he’s going to be furious ift
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what he had been hiding.
For how long?
How?
I want to scream at the top of my lungs after that thought crosses my mind and I’m left to wonder what is happening here.
Who is Aron Doro?
What does he want from me?
I can’t tell what’s real and what’s not, what truth he has told me and what not-
That man, the councilman and the feeling that he gave me, the one of a mate. I didn’t think it was possible that someone could have two mates and I had asked that question to Kovas and he denied it too.
But now, it’s creeping back into my mind.
What if Aron is not my mate? What if he lied to me about it?
No.
It can’t be.
I felt the bond when I saw him at my old packhouse. There was no way that could be faked. It’s just not possible. I know what I felt then and I still feel it now, whenever I look at him.
He’s meant for me.
Unless, it had been forced. A lie. A creation.
The thought hits me so suddenly, so violently, that I physically jolt up from the bed. My heart starts hammering in my chest again
What if Aron isn’t my mate? What if he was never meant to be? What if this bond–our bond–wasn’t something that the Moon Goddess created? What if it was something he took with the help of a witch?
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