Chapter 240Â
Dominic shook his head. “Oh, sure. Because acting like a good husband, giving you the space you want, trying my damnedest to show you that I care, is totally what’s been driving you away.”Â
“You know what?” I clenched my fists. “I don’t need to do this right now. Or ever. You’re drunk, and you’re acting like a jerk. I’m done.”Â
“Fine,” Dominic said as I brushed past him. “I’m done, too.”Â
His shoulder bumped mine as we both went in opposite directions-he stormed into the house, slamming the back door behind him. I went down to the field, toward the large oak tree that sat at the edge of theÂ
property.Â
The night air was cool, but did nothing to calm the fire in my skin. Fleaned against the tree and cursed under my breath, running my hand over my braid.Â
“Asshole,” I muttered, tilting my head back against the tree and looking up at the sky. “Thinks he can tell me who I can and can’t talk to. I’ll show him. I’ll… I’ll… Dammit.” I sighed. “Pull it together, Ellie.”Â
I took a deep breath and shut my eyes, forcing my heart to slow. This was not how I wanted to feel right now -frantic and angry, completely losing sight of what really mattered. The fact that I had tracked down the very same assassin today who had stabbed me in a past life. And the fact that, apparently, he didn’t know anything about the wolfsbane toxin.Â
It made little sense. The toxin was what killed me before. But what if it hadn’t been on the assassin’s blade at all? What if it had been applied after in a successful attempt to get rid of me once and for all?Â
My chest tightened at the thought. I opened my eyes, looking up at the house, where the light in Dominic’s room was now on. I could see his silhouette moving through the window. He seemed like he was pacing, tugging at his hair in that way he always did when he was deeply frustrated.Â
Seeing him like that sent a pang through me, and for a moment, I let myself see things from his angle. His wife, who had been acting strange for weeks now, disappeared today in the midst of an important event after fainting for seemingly no reason, only to show up hours later with the scent of another man on her.Â
I ran my fingers over the mate mark on my neck and wondered…Â
Was I making the situation worse by keeping him in the dark like this?Â
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The thing was, Dominic really had become different in this life. Not much, but enough that it mattered. Enough to prove that it was possible. And I had pushed him away, over and over, and all it was accomplishing was making history repeat itself.Â
I’d been petty. Cruel. Childish, even.Â
That was on me.Â
I still wasn’t sure if I could bring myself to tell him about my past life. Not yet. Maybe not ever. But maybe, at the very least, I could tell him about the assassin in the same way I had told Lucas.Â
Maybe I could trust him enough for that. And in turn, he could trust me enough not to make my past life happen all over again.Â
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My feet were moving before I really had time to think it through. I headed back up the path, then inside, and took the steps two at a time. Before I knew it, I was standing in front of Dominic’s door with my hand raised, about to knack.Â
But then I heard the sound of a woman’s voice wafting through his bedroom door. Vivian’s voice.Â
I hesitated.Â
I couldn’t make out what she was saying, but I knew she was in there, and it hurt. A lot.Â
My hand lowered. I stood there for a moment, biting my lip. Maybe trust wasn’t in the cards after all.Â
Before I could change my mind, I turned and walked away. Vivian’s laughter echoed through the hall, following me all the way to my room.Â
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