After having spent three sexual nights with me, he decided to leave despite the fact that I was hopelessly in love with him. After providing me with everything I required, which included food, clothing, and a warm embrace, I pleaded with him while we were lying in bed together as if we had been acquainted for a considerable amount of time. However, in exchange for that valuable thing, he took something even more precious from me: he took my heart. Since it was the only thing I owned, the responsibility of exercising authority over it fell solely on my shoulders. After all of these intense, long nights together, after getting a taste of love and learning how to be pampered and treated like a true she-wolf, I felt as though I had been cheated, and I didn't know how I would react to the fact that he was leaving. I was unsure of how I would feel.
I had every reason to believe that we were soul mates, but he already had his Luna! Because he was already married, there was no way for me to win him over. In spite of this, he did not have a mate, and there was no chance that I would ever be able to mate with him. He was the leader, and I was just a follower; who was I? Nothing! I was completely ignorant concerning myself.
At the very least, I was alive for three days, and I will never, ever forget about what happened. It was more like heaven, a dream I would never expect to come true; however, it did come true.
It was obvious that the dream was about to come to an end as soon as he woke up and kissed my forehead while saying his goodbyes. This was the last time I would see him in the dream. My chest began to hurt as I cast one final look in his direction with my eyes as I felt the ache spread through my body. I made sure to give him a very long, passionate kiss as if we would never see each other again. I kissed him for a very long time.
It worked out for the best because he made the irresistible offer to let me reside in the lake house for the rest of my life. And he assured me that he would visit me on occasion just to hang out with me in the capacity of a friend. That was the most difficult and the harshest thing that has ever been done. He had no idea that his words could destroy me in such a short amount of time. It was as if he had ripped the crown off of my head that he had given to me, even though the crown wasn't actually a crown. To put it simply, it was the manner in which he doted on me while we were in bed that made me feel like I had a crown on my head. My hopes of being with him for the rest of my life were dashed by his actions. Because of that, I was forced to acknowledge the truth and get back on my feet, which was very beneficial. We would never be each other's, because I could never be him and he could never be me.
It appeared as though he had no choice but to leave; it appeared as though he was longing for his Luna. Before he exited the room, he did not so much as cast a second glance in my direction before saying, "My Beta will visit you once per week to provide you with financial assistance, as well as food and clothing. If there is anything else you require, don't hesitate to ask him for it "He stated it very plainly, as if we hadn't kissed or made love; as if he hadn't touched me or snuggled up to my chest. He also stated it as if we hadn't made any physical contact.
Even though he didn't physically abuse me, I had the impression that I was being treated poorly this time. I felt stripped down. despite the fact that he was very kind to me. The mating bond that he just decided to ignore as if he rejected me made me feel like real trash this time, more than any other moment from my previous miserable life did.
I forced myself to smile and then asked him, "When will I be able to see you again?" I was shaking inside, but I managed to pull myself together.
After that, he let out a long sigh, opened the door, and simply said, "Thank you." "There is a good chance that we will not run into each other again. On the other hand, I cannot thank you enough for these incredible evenings."
And I could literally feel my heart sinking down to my feet. It was all I could do to keep standing. I immediately got down on my knees and started crying my eyes out while he was still gone, and I thanked God that he had left because I was able to finally get some relief. I was hoping that he would at least return, but he was speaking in such a solemn manner that it seemed as if he had already made up his mind.
I entertained the idea of venturing out into the woods and looking for my father there. After that, I made the decision to stay for a longer period of time in the hopes that he would return.
I had no hope of him returning, so I waited helplessly for him, and as the days and nights wore on, I eventually succumbed to the loneliness.
The initial Zachary
I felt like a fool sinking in her love. The connection that we shared was a source of distraction for me. I just made the decision to stop acting in a self-centered and irresponsible manner, return to my castle, and spend some quality time with Luna. Only by physically making contact with my beloved Luna was I able to persuade myself that everything would turn out okay. I managed to persuade myself that it was nothing more than a casual relationship and nothing more serious.
I had no idea that by being in close proximity to my Luna, I would come to the conclusion that something I had never before experienced, namely, that my Luna is not the person I should have chosen to be my mate. I made a mistake! I had no idea how in the hell something like that could have taken place. Perhaps it was due to the fact that my Luna was so beautiful and that our relationship was so strong. Perhaps it's because she managed to get me sexually aroused.
Since I'm being completely honest, I detested everything that took place during that night. ...and the night after that, as well as the nights that followed.
As soon as I got back to my stronghold, I made it a point to check on Luna every single day for an entire week. I was never one to sleep next to her in the normal course of events. Instantaneously, she climbed up onto my shoulder and nuzzled her face into my neck "If you could just sleep next to me, that would be great. You have been absent for a total of three days at this point."
I nodded, then stripped down to my underwear "okay, but there can be no touching or sex. You are still suffering from your illness." I filled her in on my condition and gave her some details. I was seriously concerned about how she was doing.
She gave a happy smile and an excited response before saying, "Okay, just hugs."
I slid my body onto the bed next to her, and she began sniffing me. Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she asked, "what is that smell?"
I was curious, so I asked, "What smell is that?"
She appeared to be suspicious as she looked directly into my eyes and exclaimed, "another woman's scent!"
I wasn't expecting that at all! I started shaking, but I quickly covered it up with a snort and pushed myself up off the bed "What the living hell are you trying to say? Have you lost your mind?"
The words "I'm sorry, maybe I'm just still sick" came out of her mouth in a jumbled fashion.
I was wearing my pajamas to bed and after agreeing, I turned my back on her "yes, sure, you're sick. As a consequence of this, I've decided to sleep in a different room tonight."
"No, kindly hold on there for a moment. I said, I'm sorry."
But I just ignored her. Not due to the aroma that she exuded, but rather due to the fact that I couldn't stand being touched by her and I couldn't stand the smell of her body. Her normally lovely face appeared to me all of a sudden to be that of a repulsive monkey, and the only thing I could concentrate on was Jenny's adorably adorable appearance.
Since then, both the days and the nights have been uninteresting, and I have had the impression that something was missing from my life. I'd neglected to pay attention to a significant aspect of my life, and as a result, I was forced to look into the past and confront the facts. I had no choice but to look into my own eyes. Jenny was the woman I desired.
A week had already gone by when I made up my mind to check up on her the following day, despite the fact that my Luna had been trying her hardest to entice me. She slipped into my room in the middle of the night and stripped off her satin robe, exposing her naked body. "What are you doing?" is the question being asked. I had asked the question with an air of boredom despite my genuine curiosity.
She rolled her body over so that she was on top of me and then bit her lips as she said, "I want you."
I made a valiant effort to pucker up to her! But yuck! I was unable to do so because her odor reminded me of rotting meat or a dead body, and her flavor was revolting.
I nudged her to the side carefully, "I'm tired. Let us sleep."
She grabbed my hand and brought it close to her privates "If you could just touch me, thank you. Please do whatever you want to me. The question is, what took place with you?"
As for me, I couldn't help but wonder what the heck had taken place to me. Was it because of Jenny, the miserable she-wolf with the hybrid identity and the weird eyes? Or perhaps it was due to the fact that my Luna wasn't my true love? Or is it because she was unable to become pregnant and carry my child inside of her womb, which caused our mating bond to dissolve before it had a chance to fully develop?
When I heard someone knocking on the door, I snapped back to reality. I stood up and cracked the door open just a crack "Beta, what exactly is it that you need? It's too late to do anything now."
He leaned in close and whispered into my ear, "I traveled to the vacation home on the lake. Not only that, but she is not there."
I didn't anticipate that it would prompt me to immediately change into my clothes and bolt out of the room as well as the castle without even glancing back or responding to Luna's cries for help. Losing Jenny terrified me, almost to the point of possession, despite the fact that I was the one who abandoned her without keeping any of my promises to her.
It was imperative for me to track her down, as it was the one and only thing I desired at that precise time.