You Rejected Me. Remember?

Cassy pov

I felt my heart plummet deep down when he said that he didn’t know what to call me now. Nothing changed! Absolutely nothing had changed! I wanted to scream and tear the hair off my head. The only thing was that he had learnt something that he didn’t know before.

I was still me! What we had between us couldn’t change just like that? It is not fair!

“I’m your girlfriend. Call me anything. We are in love, Elliot… remember?”

I felt my eyes sting and my nose twitch with the tears that threatened to fill my eyes. He couldn’t simply forget everything just like that!

“Love? If you loved me you would have at least told me your real name.” He stated. His expressionless eyes and unsmiling face only plunged daggers into my weeping heart. No, no, this cannot happen!

Holding back my tears, I gulped, trying to swallow the lump in my throat.

“Why did you lie to me? We should go in separate ways. You are a princess anyway. Perhaps I should accept that proposal…..” he stated nonchalantly.

No no! He cannot!

“I didn’t lie! I didn’t lie damn it!” I screamed through my gasps of breath at the top of my lungs.

I had failed against my tears. Uncontrolled sobs started to fill the room as my tears streamed down my eyes as I finally gave in to my frustration. But I didn’t care anymore. I couldn’t care less. How dare he play with my feelings like that? How dare he……

“I didn’t lie to you. I never lied. Cassandra is my real name. It is the name my adoptive parents gave me. I never knew I was called Carina at first until six months back when I finally woke up after being unconscious for heavens know how long. I had jumped off the cliff! I had jumped off that damned cliff because I wanted to die! But my fate was so cursed that I had to survive that fall to be found by my real father. Your king turned out to be my birth father and he found me unconscious at the river bank and I ended up being here! I thought it was a good thing because, after Miles broke my heart, I met you. But guess what? You are breaking it again!”

I was now not looking at him. My eyes wandered here and there as I continued to rant and pour out all the emotions I felt. Gasping and sniffling, I vented and didn’t even bother what he thought about it.

“That day he took me to the palace, cared for me and only then was it that I knew I was their real daughter! I never asked to be a princess. I never wanted to be a princess! Is being born royal a crime? If you think being born into royalty is my fault, then forget it! I cannot control destiny!” I sobbed. I wasn’t done with him yet. I glared at him. He was now staring at me wide-eyed, his mouth hanging open in shock. I suppose he didn’t expect me to react like that.

“Elliot! I love you damn it! If you were going to hurt me like this, why in the world did you make me fall in love with you? Huh? Why did you flirt with me? Why didn’t you try to be professional from the start? Damn it, Elliot……” I sobbed. “I hate you…..” I whispered, covering my face with my hands.

“Hey,” I heard him whisper and collect me into his arms. However, I wasn’t in the mood to let him console me. I forcefully pushed him away, sniffling. My face was now heated up in fury. Tears of frustration and hurt continued to roll down my cheeks. I wasnt truly angry. I was hurt. Hurt that he played with my feelings.

“I hate you! I hate you, you big i***t! Don’t touch me! I don’t……..”

My words were cut off when he grabbed my shoulders and crashed his lips on mine. Tears continued to roll out of my eyes and drip down my chin, soaking the shirt I was wearing.

No! I cannot let him k**s me! He cannot k**s me. He doesn’t want me. Why is he still trying to be close to me? I wiggled and struggled against him. However, he was way stronger than me. He held me in place, yet I wasn’t going to give in to him either.

I stomped on his feet, making him yelp and loosen his grip on me. I took advantage of it and ran towards the door, but he was fast. He managed to grab my arm and pull me back into his arms.

“Let me go! I hate you!” I screamed.

“I have already rejected the proposal!” he exclaimed. Huh? No. He must be lying. I didn’t want to stay in this place for another second.

“Let me go! You are lying!” I struggled.

“No! I won’t. I have already said no to him this afternoon. I only want you. I don’t care about your identity. I fell in love with you. I liked you because you were everything I wanted. I fell in love with you because I….. I just… it just happened. I will not let you go, Cass.” He urgently responded, tightening his grip around me.

“What?” I hissed, suddenly slowing down. Was he for real? Then why did he say all of those things before?

“I mean it, babe.” He promised.

I gulped and looked at him. He had his hands on my tummy, holding me firmly against his chest with my back pressed to him. I turned around to study his countenance, wanting to search his face for signs of lies. He looked right into my face. I could see that he was dead serious.

“I promise. I was just trying to fool around a little…… I’m sorry.” He whispered.

It took a moment for me to fathom what had happened. I kept studying his face. A breath of relief escaped my lips when I didn’t find an indication of deception. Finally, he let me go. I turned around.

“That was mean,” I told him. I wasn’t happy with what he had done, however, the anger and fury I had felt had now dissipated.

“I am sorry. Please?” he pleaded.

My eyebrows were still knitted in a deep frown. My cheeks were cold. Glaring at him, I pulled my lips into a grim line. I wanted to get back at him for making me react like that, but I also wanted cuddles. My heart was heavy, and I needed solace. His little drama had reminded me of the hurt that Miles had caused half a year ago, and although I thought I had grown out of it, those memories still made me apprehensive.

So, instead of exerting more energy on screaming, I remained on my spot, feeling unsure of how I should be reacting.

“Hug?” He asked, spreading his arms.

My eyes once again brimmed with tears. However, this time, it wasn’t tears of frustration. He didn’t wait for me to answer. He simply collected me in his arms and rocked me from side to side.

“I hate you,” I whispered, burying my face in his chest. I didn’t want to enjoy being close to him right now, yet here I am. I simply adored being in his arms.

“But I love you, babe,” he whispered back. “I am sorry. I didn’t know …….”

“What?” my voice quivered.

“Why did you jump off a cliff?” He asked. I took my time to calm my nerves before answering.

“I was rejected and it hurt so badly. When he said that it would have been better if I died, I believed him and I wanted to die so that those who cared for me would be stronger without me,” I explained as shortly as I could. My voice trembled the whole time.

“No. I need you. Don’t ever think like that. I need you with me. I want you to be my wife and chosen mate. I want you to be the mother of my pups. I am sorry I said all of that. I didn’t know that it would trigger those memories,” he sounded genuinely sorry as he apologized.

“This wolf…..is going to pay. I’ll rip off his limbs…..” I placed my hand on his lips, stopping him in mid-sentence.

“No,” I sighed. “Karma will do its job. Don’t worry about that.” I sighed, now feeling a lot better. “But Elliot, don’t you ever do that again. It ached….” I admitted.

“I won’t. I’ll just love you, like this,” he said, kissing my forehead. “and like this.” He whispered trailing k****s down my tear-stained cheeks and towards the crook of my neck. He deliberately let his teeth brush against the skin over the marking spot, making me gasp.

Waves of pleasure ran down towards my core as I trembled with each touch.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“I like that,” I heard Izzy m**n seductively. My breaths started to come out in short gasps while he worked wonders using his lips and tongue. I wonder how good it would be if we were to mate for real. It felt incredible to be in his arms.

“Ell… Elliot….” I m****d. He didn’t reply. Instead, he carried me in his arms. My heart was racing when he placed me on his lap and sat down on the couch in his room. I slowly slipped into our world and soon I wasn’t able to follow how my limbs moved. I felt as though I was being possessed. All I knew was it was heaven.

However, when I tried to remove his shirt, he smirked and shook his head. I frowned. He simply tucked away from the strands of hair that was now completely dishevelled after our intense making out.

“We can’t babe. You are the future queen. I don’t want to get into trouble,” he said.

“Huh?”

“Babe. First, you’ve got to graduate from the academy, and then I’ll ask for your hand in marriage. Before that, I cannot mark you. It would be against the royal etiquette for the royal Princess to carry someone’s mark while she was still in the academy. I don’t want to take any chances. I want to be with you for real. And for life,” he explained.

I sighed and chewed on my lower l*p as I listened to him.

“And I fear that I might lose control and mark you if we are to mate now.” He added in a low whisper. I took a deep breath and forced myself to stand up. He was right. I was royalty and I had to follow the etiquette.

“Okay. I think then, it is best I leave right now.” I told him. He smiled in response and I smiled back, trying my best to ignore the bulge in his pants. I may be new to this but I knew what that could mean. I walked out of his place with my heart fluttering in happiness and with Izzy purring in excitement.

“He will ask for our hand in marriage!” she kept repeating in my mind, making me giggle.

“We should focus on our training for the next 6 months, girl. I am darn sure we will have to deal with Miles when we are queen,” I told her.

“Girl, I am with you!” she exclaimed, making me smile.

I’ve got the team I wanted with me. That was more than enough.