Page 32 of The Forbidden Wolf King
“When he finally let me go, I had to play it safe. I didn’t bulk up too much at first, didn’t lead any hunts. I acted like a mid-pack dominant.”
I nodded. It’s what I would do.Survive.
“It was at that time, a few months after he let me out of chains, that I got a letter to you.”
I frowned, shaking my head. “No letter ever got to me.”
He sighed. “Dorian read it first. He sent it back to me.”
My whole body broke out into chills. No. He wouldn’t, not after hearing me cry myself to sleep for months. He was a good alpha, he wouldn’t.
“No. I don’t believe you.” I dropped Axil’s hand.
Axil nodded and then walked into the bedroom. I watched in horror as he went to a nightstand and opened a drawer.
No.As much as I wanted Axil to pull a note out of there, I also didn’t want him to. Knowing Axil tried to reach me would heal something inside of me but knowing Dorian betrayed me would break me all over again.
Axil pulled a white folded note out and I suddenly felt sick. He walked towards me and I couldn’t look away from all of the scars on his chest.
“He’s a good alpha. A good alpha knows what’s best for their wolf and I respected that,” Axil said before giving me the note. “I wanted what was best for you too, for us,” he whispered as our fingers touched while I was retrieving the note from him.
I growled at that; a good alpha didn’t let me cry myself to sleep and think I was worthless trash. I had a feeling I was going to need to sit down for this. Dropping onto the sofa, I opened the note quickly and started to scan Axil’s messy script.
Zara,
Where do I begin?
Firstly, I hope you don’t think I would ever just walk away from you like that. But I fear from the sobs I heard as I was forced to follow my brother home, that you did. My brother used his king’s power over me, forcing my lips shut and my head down. When we got back to Death Mountain, he imprisoned me for two years.
For seven hundred and thirty days I dreamt only of you.
I hadto stop reading and cover my mouth as a sob erupted from my throat. Reading this letter in front of Axil was both rewarding and torture at the same time.
The sofa dipped and then Axil’s firm hand was on my lower back, rubbing small circles there. I continued reading the last few lines.
You might not still want me, and that’s okay, because I’m not ready to give you the life I promised you. I need some time to do that. But I wanted you to know I’m working on it and I promise one day I will send for you.
My mate.
My future wife.
Ilove you, Zara.
Now. Forever. Always.
Axil
I whimpered,biting the inside of my cheeks to keep from crying. Then I flipped the note over, recognizing Dorian’s handwriting immediately.
Axil,
You nearly broke her last time and it’s been two years, she’s finally over you. Don’t write again unless it’s to make her your wife. Don’t show up unless it’s to offer courtship. I’ll tear you apart if I see you on my land without a lifelong promise for that girl.
She’s too good for you right now.
Dorian
I smiledat Dorian’s note and all the anger I thought I would feel for my alpha fled. At the two-year mark I was finally doing okay. I had started dating again and was no longer sulking and hating my life. Dorian was right, seeing this letter only to read that Axil could do nothing to be with me, would have sent me over the edge at the time.
