Chapter 2: Sell her
His grip on her hair loosened, providing her with a momentary relief. As she looked up, she met his gaze and noticed the confusion and uncertainty in his eyes. It seemed he wasn't even sure if he had truly loved her.
The realization hit her hard, she had been living a lie for the past three months, and everything between them was fake. Lucas had never truly loved her.
Her thoughts drifted to what could have been different if she had been a werewolf like him, instead of a human. Would she have foolishly fallen in love with him if she had only felt the mate spark?
Her biggest fear had always been not being loved by her mate. While her parents were both werewolves, she was born as a human. There had been rumors and speculation about her hair and being different, but her parents had always been there to comfort and support her, shielding her from the doubts. She had never dwelled on it too much.
"Did you accept me as your mate for your own benefit?" Regret surged within her as she wished she had asked these questions before entering the pack. Why hadn't she ever questioned her mate's loyalty? Perhaps it was because she had genuinely believed that he loved her.
"Would I reject my mate?" He retorted, his tone filled with bitterness.
Aurora scoffed and locked eyes with him, her voice filled with determination. "I have a request," she urged.
"If it is to spare your life, then don't bother," he replied nonchalantly.
"Bury my parents in our family cemetery. I may be the accused, but they are innocent," she pleaded. At the very least, her parents deserved to be properly buried, even if they couldn't receive the proper burial rites.