You Wouldn't Dare (Khaos Trilogy Book 1), стр. 44
It wasn’t her fault; she was painfully beautiful after all, and her mother had conditioned her to believe a strong mating was the be-all and end-all of a woman’s life. She was used to tea parties and grand balls. I still had her dress in my fucking room, her coming out dress, her stupid, sexy, stunning mating dress - another reminder that as far as her pack was concerned, she was not meant for me.
What did I have to offer?
Nothing.
If your own parents couldn’t love you well then who the fuck would? I gave one last roundhouse kick to the punch bag, sending it crashing to the wall in front.
I had no intention of letting Violet go, despite what I told her. I knew deep down that it was wrong to lie to her, that this could all come crashing down on me if she decided that she wanted to leave, but it was a risk I was willing to take.
I felt something towards her I couldn’t place, but I knew I wanted the feeling to last. I would just have to try harder to be the man she wants and needs.
That’s where the problem lay. I didn’t want to change who I was. All my childhood my emotions had gotten the better of me, allowing me to be hurt time and time again. I didn’t want to be vulnerable again. My wolf felt my anger and snarled in my head, demanding to be let out. He was as reluctant to go back to the old days as I was. He would never be caged and locked away again.
We were one, together always.
Violet needed someone who could give her the world. I could be that man. But, in my version, I would kill everyone to give her it.
I had to get out of here, away from her, away from the beckoning call of the mating bond that urged me to find her and stay by her side.
I glanced at the window and before I knew what I was doing, I jumped, shifting into my wolf before I even hit the ground.
Our black fur was lost in the night sky as we thundered over the grass towards the forest. We roared and crashed into any obstacle in our path, laying waste to all animals we came across. We ran until we were exhausted and spent, hours having passed. My wolf lifted his muzzle to the moon and howled out his anger and then curled into a ball, whining softly.
He wanted his mate.
When all was said and done, we were a simple pair. We secretly wanted the love and affection that was on offer, we just didn’t know how to reach out and make it ours without destroying it completely.
Chapter 12
Violet
After Khaos stormed out of the hall without a backwards glance, I was ready to chase after him and give him a piece of my mind, to remind him of the promise he made not to let his temper get the better of him, especially as I couldn’t see any reason for him to be angry at what had happened.
On the other hand, I had already been given so much today - I must be finally maturing as I put my own feelings aside and realised that he had to have some time to himself. Khaos had promised me that if things were getting too much for me, I could escape to a room that he was willing to build to be my sanctuary. I had readily agreed without giving a second thought about him.
Where did Khaos escape to?
He had the entire pack to take care of, as well as other affairs that didn’t disappear just because I was now here. Yet not once had he complained. All he had tried to do was to make me happy, to make sure I was comfortable and taken care of. He wasn’t perfect, but he had tried his best for me. Now was the time to show him I was stronger than he thought. I didn’t need to be treated as though I was made of glass.
Not that the whole situation hadn’t taken its toll on me, but now it was clear no one ever gave any thought to how Khaos was handling this. He was a powerful man; he ruled with his head and not his heart, but here I was, determined to break through his icy barriers.
I also recognised this for the opportunity it was. I could finally get to know the pack and learn a thing or two about the wolf I was supposed to mate with. People would be more than likely to speak their truth if he weren’t around.
I glanced around for Jasmine, figuring it was best to start with a friendly face or at the very least her brother, anyone with whom I had had a basic bit of interaction. Of course, it was Jasmine who was there; it felt as though she had made it her mission to make my transition from one pack to another as easy as possible, and I was never one to look a gift horse in the mouth.
“Do you mind if I join you?” I asked shyly as I approached their table. I noticed it was full of other she-wolves, all of whom had friendly, open