Chapter 53
Samantha’s POV
“You’re imagining things,” I replied, crossing my arms on my chest as if it could comfort me from my own lies. “It’s not possible. I am past the age of awakening. If I did not have a wolf all this time, I am not going to suddenly get one now,” I denied.
Dominic’s eyes narrowed as he focused on me and we both stepped out of the twins’ bedroom. “I know what I felt, Samantha. You—”
“You are wrong,” I interrupted immediately, my voice rising slightly, more defensive than I intended. My wolf stirred inside me. ‘Stop this’, she growled, impatiently and laced with authority. ‘Tell him. He’s our mate.’
No. I argued, shoving her presence away from my mind. And as I noticed Dominic still trailing behind me, I spoke again. “You’re reading too much into it. I am still the same wolfless Samantha you looked down on, remember? Nothing’s changed.”
Dominic’s steps faltered. I did not want to start a fight this morning, but... his questions were bringing me back to the past when he used to insult me, belittling me for not having a wolf.
‘A Luna without a wolf? What kind of leader are you supposed to be?’ he once said. The sting of his derision, the humiliation of standing in front of the pack and hearing their whispers, those wounds were still felt fresh. “You made it perfectly clear that I was less because of it. Do not pretend otherwise.”
Dominic stepped closer, his expression shifting to that resembled regret. “I was wrong,” he uttered quietly. “I should not have said those things. I was angry, frustrated... but I never meant to hurt you like that.”
He’s apologizing, my wolf pushed again, her frustration practically vibrating through my body as she insisted on accepting him. But I was not completely ready yet to reveal to him that I already had my wolf. I needed to know if he was being real, and genuine, I wanted to know if he would still truly want me and accept me even if I still did not have a wolf because I would not want him to only accept me just because of the presence of my wolf which would strengthen his since we are mates. I wanted him to want me for who I was, with or without a wolf. ‘He is trying. Why are you making this harder?’ my wolf insisted, and I think she was being too immature for all of these because when I experienced all the pain when I was still with Dominic in the past, she was not yet a part of me, and I only got her when I gave birth to the twins. She would not understand. She couldn’t.
Because I have to, I snapped back internally. Because it is not that simple.