Chapter 57: Chapter 57

He pointed at the view. “Let them know the truth; it is very simple or end this madness.”

“Why are you insisting I do such a thing for you to accept me?”

“You are terrified, aren't you? And I bet you thought of the things you were going to go through if you had done what I was telling you to do. Let me guess, a lot of thoughts came into your head, and you got scared of how you were going to fail miserably, how pitiable your life was going to be, and what your parents will do to you, and you know for sure, they wouldn’t take this lightly with you, and you were also worried about how the people, the clan, were going to make you look, and how they were going to tag you as a cursed Alpha who committed a taboo and then, you will be hanged on a pole or stone to death, and your name will be wiped out of history, and no one will remember an Alpha called Oceana."

“Gérard, it’s not what you are thinking.”

“Then, spill the tea, Oceana, show them you are not terrified and suffer the backslashes from them. I thought you were so bold. Why are you holding yourself back? What’s the matter with you?”

“Why are you forcing me to do this? Are you perhaps testing me to see if I truly love you?”

“No, that’s not my reason for doing this. I have other plans as well.”

“I don’t know why you are doing this, but you are hurting me, Gérard.” I wiped off my tears. “All these years, you left me, and I missed you so much. I was always your favourite. I loved you so much, but you left and that broke my heart. You never called, texted, or checked on how I was doing. You left me all by myself. After you left, they bullied me. I fought hard to be stronger, to be a confident Alpha; I wanted to be someone everyone will be proud of; you don't know what I wanted, you don't know what has been happening to me or what I went through in the hands of our parents. You forgot about me for eight fucking years, no contact." I began sobbing. “What…that…u…what…sobs.” I cleaned off my tears. “Please don’t push me to do this. I need some time.” I cried even harder and fell to my knees; my heart ached so badly, and it wasn’t because of what I told him.

I was moved to tears because of what he wanted me to do, and I couldn’t do it. The shame and guilt began killing me inside.

I loved him, but the fear and the anxiety of what was going to happen was making me hesitate.

I feel very low about myself, and it felt as if everything I have ever said was a lie. I felt as if my words were just empty truth and promises. I couldn’t even do a simple thing for him, and I kept chasing him and telling him to accept me when I can’t even handle a fire.

I loved him, and I don’t know where to start. Was he going to leave me and not talk to me again? Was he going to think that I was just an Alpha with no brains? Why do I feel so terrified, and why was he so quiet when I talked? I wonder what he is thinking in that head of his and why he was so silent.

“Are you done?” He spoke, and I stood up from the floor. I broke down and looked up at him. “Why are you crying?”

I shook my head. “I just felt so emotional, that’s all.”

“You were just close to the pavement, and you were horrified at announcing it. Don’t make a fire you can’t handle, and from today on, stop trying to bully Emily and chasing me to claim you, because I wouldn’t do such a thing. Stop pestering me and focus on your life; it will be for the best. Let’s end this once and for all.”

“I don’t understand.” I clenched my sweaty hands. I could sense a heavy lump in my throat.

“I don’t want to do this anymore with you either, but from now on, stop all these matters. The next time you mention it again, I will leave, and this time I won’t be coming back ever again.”

“Gérard,” I whispered.

“You heard me. Stop misbehaving and making me look bad, okay? I don’t want the clan to start rumours of you clinging onto me and start getting suspicious, just stop all this nonsense and focus on your life and reputation, and get married to the best Alpha in the clan and be his wife, give him children.”

“You are such a jerk; you don’t even have any feelings at all. Do you even notice how those words come out easily? Do you know how hurtful and disgusting hearing these words are from you? Do you have any idea how bad it is, and you look at it and think it is normal after what you did. You are not even remorseful.”

“Cut the crap; I’m not your lover or your husband, okay, and I think I should stop talking to you and maybe you will understand.”

“You want to stop communicating with me?”

“Yes.” He said. “I can’t be talking to a pervert who lusts after her big brother. I call those types of people whores.”

Out of rage, with my face wet with heavy tears, I smacked him hard across the face.

His long white hair covered the spot I slapped him, and I noticed his blue eyes glowing for a second before he turned and looked at me without touching its spot.

“How dare you call me a whore and a pervert, jerk. You are an asshole who also lusts after me as well and hides his feelings because of some bullshit.” I yelled furiously at him.

“Don’t you ever slap me again.”

I shouted at the top of my lungs. “What are you going to do about it, huh?”

“Oceana,” he warned.

“Do your worst, Gerard. I’m not giving up.” I went on and noticed someone standing far away.

I looked and saw Carmine, surprised he was there, as he moved towards us, confronting Gérard.

“Why are you so hard on her, huh?” He asked, and Gérard only chuckled.

What was wrong with him?

“Warn her to stay off of me if she doesn’t want to get killed.” He walked past Carmine and stopped. “I’m married now. Let’s all move on with our lives.”