Chapter 40: Reminiscent
Chasity’s POV
“You‘re a werewolf, you know just as well as anyone else those marks cannot be removed. They‘re permanent,” I said, trying to stop my brown eyes from turning black with rage. How dare he try to remove my mates‘ marks. That was beyond heinous. I‘d never even
heard of such a thing.
Dante shrugged. “It was magic. I thought it would work,” he said.
I must have lost my mind for a second. Temporary insanity. I lunged at him and tackled him to the ground, canines bared. I wanted
to rip him to shreds.
Dante was so stunned. He actually froze as we fell to the ground with me on top of him. My claws came out as I scratched at his torso and his face. He recovered and grabbed my wrists, squeezing until it was painful. I screamed. He stood up and tossed me back onto my bed. He roared at me, his own eyes turning my black. His canines were pointed and extended to his lower lips. I was panting. Slowly, my eyes lightened from black to their usual warm brown. My nails and teeth returned to normal. My wrists were throbbing. Dante returned to normal too, still glaring at me, now with pink scratches all over him. I stared at him, waiting for the scratches to fade.
“Don‘t ever do that again!” He warned.
I knew he could have killed me if he wanted to. He was much stronger. He was alpha material. I was no match for him really. I
doubted he would kill me though. One of my alphas would obviously kill him in retaliation and he still did not know if I was pregnant or not. My eyes filled with tears. It was all so unfair. I hadn‘t asked for any of this.
Dante‘s expression softened a little. I curled up into a ball on the bed and cried.
“Chasity,” was all he said. He was silent for a long time.
“You need to pull yourself together,” he said.
“Why would you try to erase my mates‘ marks?” | sobbed. “Why must you take everything from me?”
Dante sighed. He sat down, slumped against the door that separated my prison of a bedroom from the rest of the house or whatever
it was.
“I‘m sorry,” he said softly.
“You are,” I mumbled.
“I…you…remind me of someone,” Dante said.
I stared at him through blurry tear–filled eyes. I blinked, allowing the tears to escape.
“Who?” I asked.
“It doesn‘t matter…but because you remind me of someone…it helped seal your fate,” Dante said.
“Seal my fate?” I asked.
“She asked me to choose,” he whispered.
What the hell was he talking about?
“She as in the boss,” I said.
He nodded.
“What were you asked to choose? Me?” I asked, horrified. He had picked me out. Who were his other options?
“You were a candidate anyway, but because of…me…she found you the most appealing,” he said.
I was fed up.
Just tell me what you intend to do to me. It‘s the least you could do if you truly are a bit remorseful about it,” I said, sniffling
He got up suddenly and cupped my face in his hands. His nose was very close to mine. “Don‘t you dare,” I warned. I belonged to my triplets.
“You can call me whatever you like but I’ll only answer to Chasity,” I said dryly.
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