Chapter 47: Chapter 47

ATLAS:

— Five minutes— she says slowly— you have five minutes to explain to me why you made the mistake of changing my Atlas pills— I concluded my princess practically growling in my direction.

She discovered!

I open my mouth, trying to find a way to explain this without winding myself up further, but nothing comes to mind so I just keep quiet.

— Time is ticking— he says rudely, pointing to his wrist which he pretends to have an imaginary watch.

I take a deep breath, running a hand nervously through my hair, nearly pulling it out.

— I wanted, and still want, a Mel puppy! I ended up getting a little paranoid about it and when you refused to see him as soon as possible it only got worse, I didn't think straight and just did what you probably already know— I paused feeling a bitter taste in my mouth as I pronounced each word— I know it's not right what I did, I know I must be hurt by everything but try to understand my situation at least, I spent years and years waiting for this love and when you finally appeared I felt that my already forgotten dreams could come true.

— So you saw yourself entitled to decide everything yourself? Have you ever thought of me? Did you think I wanted a puppy back then?— he spits out the words roughly and starts pacing back and forth— Fucking Atlas we talked about it and yet you didn't think twice about doing those things for my back!— exclaims exasperated pointing a finger in my direction.

Every word that comes out of your mouth is like a knife hitting my chest, every angry and hurt look is like they're slaying my heart, and worst of all is knowing that every damn word is more than true.

— I had only asked you for some time, time to get to know each other as mates, to create harmony, to have that damn trust in each other, it wasn't like I didn't want to have puppies for the rest of my life— I see tears falling from her eyes, which she quickly tries to push aside.

I suck.

— Please love I'm sorry, I never meant for this to be happening, I never imagined my shit would bring tears to your eyes— I say mentally pummeling myself for being so stupid.

— It's very easy to apologize after everything has already been done, right? I don't want mere words Atlas, I want you to show me that I can trust you, that you won't go behind my back while the idiot believes that you tell her everything— he mutters bitterly.

— I swear my princess, I swear on my wolf I will never go behind your back again, I swear it was never my intention to hurt you, I swear anything you want, but please calm down and stop crying darling— my chest It hurts like never before, seeing her like that is slowly killing me as if it were torture and, incredible as it may seem, I feel more protective than usual towards her.

(Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry)— I think when I see her beautiful little teary eyes.

I try to get closer and wipe away her tortuous tears, but I am prevented by her small and delicate hands that are fixed on my chest as if they were a way of pulling me away.

I break even more with his gesture, I don't hide my disappointment to see that my princess wants me away.

— No touching— denies vehemently as she walks away— you won't touch me until you prove to me that I can trust you, that is for an indefinite period— she says decided to stay away.

— No touches? I'm dying to love you, my princess, I won't be able to stay away for long— I say desperately looking at her indignantly.

— Well, you'll have to try, or rather, you'll have to succeed— she says, determined to torture me even more— and then you go to one of the guest rooms.

— WHAT?— I scream in horror when I hear what she said.

— First of all, there aren't any deaf people here, so try to lower your tone of voice— murmur seriously— according to what I think you heard me very well, you're going to the guest room, unless you want to sleep in the Prince's house — I concluded mockingly as he sits on the bed.

Mel, Atlas.

— Oh and if there's anything else being kept from me please say so, it'll be like you're starting to fulfill your test— he says crossing his legs and looking at me in an intimidating way.

I think for a while thinking about denying it, but I give up, I will not give her any more reasons to cry or get hurt.

— I spoke with your father these days— I say sighing heavily as I sit in the armchair in the room.

— With Christian? But why?— he asks emphasizing her father's name, it seems that he will have a big job ahead of him to regain her trust.

(As if you weren't going to have that job too)— I think sarcastically, bitter about my situation.

— I couldn't stand to see the state he was in so I decided to help him with that— I say sincerely.

— Why didn't you tell me?— she asks and I can see that she's just intrigued, but not angry or anything like that.

— Because I knew he wouldn't let me go help him, I knew I was still hurt by him— I finally say opening up the game.

— I see— speaks thoughtfully— I won't blame you for trying to help Christian, I even think it's nice to have taken the initiative to help someone even if that someone is someone who lied to my mother for years— I see a trace of disappointment pass through his eyes.

I am proud of the strong female I have by my side, the female who, even hurt by Christian, continues to feel worried about him, that is my female, my companion, my Suprema Luna.

— Now enough of the melancholy, eat the food Gloria ordered to prepare before it gets cold, I'm going to take a shower and then separate the sheets so you're comfortable in the guest room, we can't forget that you're still hurt— he says, taking something from his our closet and heading to the bathroom.

I hear the shower running and I start moving my ass over to the tray on top of the bed, I snort irritated when I see that there are several vegetables there, I put everything in the corner of the plate and start attacking my big and juicy rare steaks.

I'm taking a bite of my fifth steak when the bathroom door opens, I almost drop the steak looking at one of the seven wonders of the world, and certainly the only wonder of my life.

I watch when she puts one of her shapely legs on top of the bed, starting right after passing her cream over them.

The scent of strawberry reaches me and I start salivating at the sight, of the red mini nightgown barely covering her body, that piece of cloth begs to be ripped and my female's body begs to be taken.

She knows what she's doing to me, she knows I'm about to throw her on that bed and love her body like a wild animal all night, she knows all of this and she does it on purpose just to provoke.

Blonde devil from hell!

My gaze falls on her belly which I find myself strangely hypnotized by, my heart for an inexplicable reason seems to stop for a few seconds and a feeling of fullness takes over my being.

I smile like a fool having no idea why this reaction, I look into my female's eyes still smiling, and I see the emotion in her eyes.

We were looking at each other until she came back to herself and turned towards her dressing table, thus making our moment go along with her.

I growl softly, going back to eating my steak and when I'm almost done, Mel decides to speak up.

— Eat the vegetables— he says looking at me with a reproachful look.

— But I always...— I can't finish my sentence because it interrupts me.

— Eat the Atlas vegetables they will be good for your current state of health, so don't argue and just eat— It annoys me to hear her talk like I'm sick or something, but I don't say anything and just start to pinch those things that I never made a point of eating.

I feel like a stupid puppy!

I finish my meal sulking, but it doesn't last long as I get a small smile as a reward.

Please bring more vegetables.

My princess finishes combing her hair and gets up going back to the closet, I follow her every movement with my eyes.

I'm too busy looking at her body that I barely notice when she throws sheets, blankets, and pillows in my direction.

I'm surprised to see that it wasn't a silly joke and that she would let me sleep far from her smell, her body, her voice, in short, far from her.

— You can go now— murmurs disinterestedly opening the bedroom door.

— Baby let's talk— I say trying to make time.

— Tomorrow we'll talk more and clarify a few more things, now go to your room— talks coming to me and pushing me lightly to the door.

— Mel doesn't do it like that— I barely finish my sentence and I already see the door being closed.

She closed the door in my face!

— Bye Atlas— says it loud so I can hear.

I stand in the hallway staring at the door in front of me, too petrified and stunned to move.

I've got a long night ahead of me...