Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake) novel Chapter 11

I hoped he could give me a negative answer. I wanted him to tell me that he had never lied to me.

However, all he did was stood there in silence.

“So it’s true, right? You were just using me all this time. All the promises you’ve made about spending the rest of our lives together… you lied about all of that?”

Tears welled up in my eyes, staining my scar-ridden wrist.

I stared at the ugly scars on my arm, feeling nothing but cold. My whole body began to tremble, and my heart ached like mad. It felt as though the world was crumbling down before me. Perhaps even a small, random gust of wind could destroy everything I cherished.

I had thought my father loved me, but the only reason he kept me around was that my blood could treat his heir.

I had thought that Alan loved me, but he loved Vanessa more. He had only been with me because of my status.

I had thought that Blake truly loved me, but it turned out he had just been using me from the beginning.

He had lied to me!

Everyone who tried to get close to me had ulterior motives. It turned out that no one in this world was willing to love me.

My heart ached as if it were bleeding. All I could do was hug myself tightly and endure the pain through gritted teeth.

How pathetic was I?

My entire life seemed to be a colossal joke.

“Chloe, I didn’t mean to lie to you.”

A deep, hoarse voice rang out from behind me. I stiffened but did not turn to look at Blake. I closed my eyes and tried to hold back my tears.

“I’m the Lycan King of Silver Pack. I admit that I had indeed used you to get into your pack at the beginning, but I had never meant to hurt you in any way. All the promises I made weren’t lies…”

Blake was not a man of many words, so he would not speak much if he deemed it unnecessary. As such, it was a shock to me to witness so many words pour out of him.

I knew that it must be difficult for him to reveal the truth, yet he was still willing to do so much to keep up this charade.

I nodded numbly, letting him explain it.

There was no trust at all.

Everything was fake. Lies after lies…

After a long while, Blake seemed to realize that his efforts were futile. His voice became hoarse.

The air was filled with his scent. It was the most fragrant scent I’ve ever encountered. But at this moment, the scent filled me with inexplicable bitterness.

I gritted my teeth and looked at him.

“Blake…” I called out to him softly.

His eyes brightened, “I’m here!”

“I…” I swallowed the bitter lump in my throat and continued, “I want to leave.”

Blake froze, both fists clenching tightly by his sides. The light in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

“You…” His lips trembled slightly, as if he had difficulty maintaining his calm composure.

Moments later, he managed to force out a smile and said, “Sure. Where do you want to go? I’ll come with you.”

It was clear that he was trying to misinterpret my words, unable to accept the idea of me leaving. His tone was oddly cheerful.

He wasn’t acting like himself.

Blake should be a decisive, indifferent, aloof, arrogant Alpha.

I stared unblinkingly at him. Looking into his dark eyes, I said coldly, “I want to leave by myself.”

Upon hearing that, the small upturned curl of his lips began to disappear gradually. His handsome face paled slightly, and the usual indifferent expression on his face gave way to panic.