Chapter 111: Chapter 111

DAHLIA:

Naskan was acting funny. I knew he was lying when he said that nothing was bothering him. He didn’t look too comfortable with the conversation at all.

“Why don’t you tell Dahlly the truth? Her husband – you know him, right,” Samalah said. “Out of all people, you know him far too well.”

I knew the talk wouldn’t go smoothly because of Samalah’s teasing, but I gasped when something completely surprising happened.

Just then, I heard Naskan swear towards Samalah inside of my head.

‘F*ck off,’ he growled internally.

It was my turn to flinch as I grabbed tightly at Naskan’s fur, to which he also halted in surprise.

“Dahlia, are you alright,” he said softly.

I could only nod at him. Did I just really hear his voice inside my head?

“You’re making her uncomfortable, Naskan. Dahlly, are you sure you’re alright?”

“Um, yes… Don’t mind me,” I told Samalah, grateful for her concern.

It must have just been my imagination. After all, why would I be able to mind-link with Naskan – a wolf I barely knew?

When nightfall came, we camped somewhere near a river bank. It was summer, so the air was warm and perfect for an outdoor sleep.

Although I didn’t walk throughout the journey, I still felt tired. I immediately fell asleep.

However, in the dead of the night, I found myself awake. I slipped away from my sleeping articles and sat by the riverside.

I began thinking why I suddenly woke up. I thought it was because I just had a dream, but now that I was awake I couldn’t remember the dream so well…

It has got something to do about a white and black wolf with stones on their heads.

I shook my thoughts away. Was that really a dream or a memory?

It’s almost three days now, but I still can’t remember a thing, and I still can’t talk to my wolf.

My reverie was suddenly broken when Naskan took a seat next to me by the riverside.

“Can’t sleep,” he asked quietly.

I nodded. We sat in silence for a while, listening to the sounds of the crickets in the night.

“Naskan,” I said slowly, “Do you really know my husband?”

He looked at me with concern welling up in his eyes. “Dahlly, why do you ask?”

“I… I want to meet him even just once. I need to talk to him…”

“What is it? What is it that you want to tell him,” Naskan said, looking alarmed. I didn’t know whether it was because he was genuinely worried about me or because he knew something important about my husband.

“Well… It’s something I must tell him myself, so I must see him… I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you about it though …”

He sat there, silent and seemingly brooding over something of utmost importance.

“Dahlly, I know Samalah has been good to you, but please don’t always believe what she tells you,” he finally said.

“I know… Even though I don’t remember anything, I’m just glad to find people by my side… But like you said, I can’t trust anyone fully… including you, right?”

I smiled lightly. It was a joke, but somehow, Naskan’s face looked deadly serious.

I tried to change the flow of the conversation. “What you told me before – about being my mate – was that true?”

“It’s true… Can you finally feel it,” he said, looking hopeful.

I wanted to laugh. I was only trying to make another joke, but this one did not seem funny to him too.

“How does it feel like to be mated with someone? Would there be sparks flying everywhere? Does your heart beat fast every time you see that person?”

I was very curious to know about it. Have I found my fated mate in the past too? How did I feel when I met him? Was that person my husband? How does being with my husband felt like before I lost my memories?...

“I can’t describe it. Sometimes it feels like heaven, but other times, it’s like hell,” Naskan said earnestly.

“Really? I didn’t think it will be that complicated.” I thought love was supposed to be something that brings happiness, but the way that Naskan spoke, it was possible he also felt so much pain from loving someone...

I didn’t know what came over Naskan, but suddenly, he held my left hand, which was nearest to him.

“If you’re wondering what it feels like, then why don’t you try it yourself?”

“What do you mean?”

“Just see for yourself Dahlly… See what a being with your mate feels like…”

Naskan scooped me up from the back in one arm, while his other arm tilted my head towards his lips as he began to kiss me fervently.

I had imagined him doing something like this, but not this sudden.

I pushed him away… At least I thought I did, but before I knew it, my hands had wandered on their own within Naskan’s soft and wavy locks.

I can’t help it. There’s a strange pull between Naskan and I that I can’t stop, and I can’t explain.

“Dahlly… Tell me you feel it too… Tell me you feel that we are fated mates, that we definitely belong to each other,” he said as he tried to catch his breath in between our kisses.

I could only look at him with unsure eyes. True, Naskan was always tempting to look at, and I feel attracted to him, but was that enough? Can I truly say he is my fated mate with just those feelings?

If I could only talk to my wolf, perhaps the answer would be clear. Maybe I won’t be this hesitant.

“You still don’t believe me? Can you still not feel it Dahlly?”

“Naskan… I -”

Before I could stop him, his free hand had already started opening the front buttons of my dress.

“What are you -?”

“Let me mark you, Dahlia… I’ll mark you so you’ll know how it feels like to be enslaved with this desire like I do…”

“What? No,” I said, pushing him away. If I let him mark me, there was a high chance we’ll get carried away. Things may not stop from just a mark on the neck… This action was just too risky…

“Naskan, please don’t do this… What if your real mate comes along? Maybe you’ll regret it,” I said. Despite my protests, I can feel the heat inside my body rising rapidly. My Goddess, why was I even feeling this way?

“Dahlly, there’s no other person. It was just you. It has always been you…”

“How sure are you, Naskan? Did something happen between us before,” I asked. “Did we sleep together or something?”

What’s up with him? Was Naskan and I really in such a relationship before?

I don’t know what kind of she-wolf I was, but I think it’d be all wrong to sleep with someone who isn’t even my husband…

“We did, Dahlly… And it was not just one or two times too,” he whispered.

Suddenly, the final button on my dress gave way, and in a heartbeat, Naskan buried his face in between my chest in an attempt to mark me.