Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake) novel Chapter 81

I stormed back to my room, my heart pounding with anger and frustration. Tears streamed down my face as I collapsed onto my bed, burying my face in my pillow.

"Blake…" I whispered his name while my heart was pounding hard in my chest.

After a long time, I finally saw his face. When I saw him, my heart instantly shook. He looked different. He was thinner and paler, and in his eyes were the shadow of pain that could not be described.

He looked so hurt.

I bit my lips and my shoulders shook.

I could not believe it. I lied to him.

I lied to Blake.

The man who had once been my everything. My mate who showed me love and home meant..

I could not hold back the tears. They flowed freely down my face as I clutched my chest. It hurt so much, seeing him like that. So broken and hurt. And I was the one responsible.

I did not want to hurt him. I never did. But I had no choice. I had to leave Blake and make me accept our situation. Even if it meant lying to the man I loved.

I curled up into a ball, hugging my knees to my chest. The pain was too much to bear. My heart felt like it was being ripped apart, piece by piece. And I had no one to turn to.

At that moment, I felt like I had lost everything. My love, my happiness, the reason for my living.

For several minutes, I stayed like that, not moving, not saying anything, and even wishing that I did not exist.

After a while, as I laid there, there was a soft knock at my door. I tensed up, wondering who it could be. I did not want to see anyone right now, not after what had happened.

"Chloe?" Alan's voice came through the door, tentative and hesitant.

My eyes trembled once. But after a short while, I pushed myself up and sat down. Then, I glared at the door.

"What do you want?" I snapped, my voice laced with anger.

Alan hesitated for a while before softly opening the door.

"Chloe… I just wanted to apologize," Alan replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "I shouldn't have taken you to see Blake without your permission. I know I shouldn't have done that and I'm sorry."

I stared at him and did not say anything at first. But after a while, I could feel the anger inside of me slowly starting to dissipate. I knew Alan had meant well, even if he had gone about things the wrong way.

"At least you know I don't appreciate it. I hope there is no next time," I told him with a cold voice.

Alan flinched. But after a second, he seriously nodded.

"Then please close the door," I told him, directly pointing out that I wanted him to leave. But instead of leaving, Alan stood there like a frozen statue.

I raised a brow at him. When I sensed Alan's hesitation as he looked at me, I knew what was coming next.

True enough, I heard him opening his mouth and asked the dreaded question that I had been avoiding.

"Chloe," Alan began tentatively, "Did you tell Blake about the baby?"

I froze and looked away. My heart sank as soon as I heard his question. But then, I shook my head.

"No, I haven't told him. Not yet."