An Agreement
[Denali’s POV)
“Break her? I repeat, raising a brow. “Do you and Anastasia have a past?”
In a way, I wouldn’t be surprised if they did. She got around, and there aren’t many wolves that she hasn’t fucked, but if it was something like that, wouldn he prefer to have married her
“Don’t think too hard about it because chances are, you’re wrong.”
Bristling. I narrow my gaze and grow quiet.
If there was one thing I was learning about Roses, it was that he was arrogant and damn good at knowing what someone was thinking. I would have to b be cautious around him if I decided to work with him.
“If that
was your intent this whole time,” I begin, deciding not to beat around the bush. “Why aren’t you divorcing me and demanding she marry you?”
It was a simple solution and one not nearly as messy, and since I wouldn’t be held responsible for the divorce, it would allow me the freedom Iso desperately wanted.
“Because I think this way will be more interesting,” he smirks, leaning in closer so that I can make out flecks of gold in his dark eyes. “Don’t you think?”
Did It I didn’t know what to think! Rosco’s sudden change in personalities had my head spinning, and I was having a hard time keeping up.
“I don’t know,” I admit, still not quite sure if I should trust him. There was still a chance that he was trying to trick me into agreeing to go against my family and even my pack so that he could get rid of me on the grounds of being a traitor. “I still feel like a divorce would be better.”
As the words left my lips, my father’s parting words hit me like a ton of bricks, causing my chest to tighten up and my heart to squeeze painfully. Who said that even if I wasn’t responsible for the divorce, he wouldn’t have me killed and dispose of my mother’s ashes? Dammit, this was frustrating!
“Why would I do that when I have an interesting wife in front of me?” Eyes growing wide, I take Rosco in as he gives me a look of amusement. “Have you ever actually seen yourself when you’re truly thinking? Everything is there. It’s like I’m watching a one woman show.”
“You’re welcome,” he grins, causing my breath to hitch. “But I’ll say it again: Whatever you’re thinking, you’re wrong. I have no other intentions except to get my revenge and help you do the same. But if you don’t want to reclaim what was originally yours, then…”
“It isn’t that!” I snap, trying to remain calm. “But how will creating an heir with you do that? And how am I supposed to know you won’t betray me?”
“Because you and I are alike,” he responds, his face growing serious. “We both lost something important due to your father and your stepfamily. And unlike them, I actually want to help you.”
Wanted to help me (He sure
sure as hell didn’t want to help me a few hours ago when he molested me and was ready to throw me out onto the streets.
“He thought you were Anastasia then, a small voice in the back of my head marmors. Can’t you see he hates her?
Of course, I could see he hated her, but why did he hate her? If I asked, would he be willing to tell me, or would be get mad at me for prying?
“Time is ticking, scored daughter of Emerald Moon”
“Don’t call me that!” I snap. “I have a name.”
“I know,” he chuckles. “Denali Would you prefer I call you that?”
I didn’t know why, but hearing him say my name left a strange tingling in my chest. Even though many people had said my name, it never left me like this. Was this man a fucking magician?
“Or would you prefer me to call you baby?” He continues, reminding me that I shouldn’t be feeling any sort of way about him, “Wiley? Sweetheart? I’ll call you whatever you wish to be called while we are putting on our act.”
Act… Right. There wasn’t actually anything between us, and I was stupid enough to even think for a second that was the case. Did I truly want so badly to have someone on my side? Someone in my corner? Expecially alter how Alexander hurt me?
“What would the act entail?” I ask slowly.
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“I wen’t,” I counter. “And if I do, then I’ll kneel before you”
“Kinky,” he grims. “I’ll look forward to it
“You’ll be waiting a while,” I counter
That’s line. We have nothing but lime.”
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