Fated To Three Betrayed By All Until She Rose (Leilani) by Ahvahh novel Chapter 211

Chapter 211: Run Leilani!

Leilani.

Call me a she-devil but it’s been two days since New Year’s Eve. Two days since I caught the triplets watching me. Two days since I realized that they’d seen me kiss Jarek. And guess what?

I wanted them to see more!

I wanted them to have a taste of their own medicine, but not because I necessarily wanted to get back at them for the past, it was because I just wanted to satisfy that twisted dark part of me that had been mistreated for so long.

I wanted to see how strong they could be... if they could ever be as strong as me while dealing with the mate-bond’s curse.

Pushing thoughts of them to the back of my mind, I wrapped my newest favorite scarf around my neck— it was the red one that Jarek had gifted me— as I made my way through the busy park with my coffee in hand and my tablet in the other.

Around some time early this morning, I had gotten a distress call from Agnes who for some reason had vehemently refused to let me bring her over to my house. According to her, she wanted us to meet at an open place, a place where we couldn’t be easily attacked, and I do not know why she would say something like that.

But I wasn’t one to argue, especially not after everything I’ve gone through and seen these past few weeks, and especially since I knew the kind of people that I had been cursed to share blood relations with.

The first thing—or person— I noticed when I stepped into the coffee shop was Agnes alright. But she looked nothing like the girl I grew up knowing. Her hands holding her cup were trembling uncontrollably and her eyes looked hollow, lost behind layers and layers of bruises covered under a very see-through layer of make up.

She tried to beam a smile at me when she saw me approaching but soon winced as if even that hurt. I frowned. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

And goddess, I didn’t even start with a preamble. I didn’t beat around the bush. The first thing I asked her as soon as I plopped into the chair beside her was; "What the hell happened to you?"

Frankly, I wasn’t expecting her to say what it was. Knowing her, I knew that it would be as easy as going to mars to pry such information out of her. However, I was shocked when she began to speak almost immediately, as if she’s been waiting all her life for someone to ask her that.

She muttered; "My boyfriend’s real name is Louis."

I frowned.

Is that supposed to ring a bell?

Am I supposed to jump at the mention of his name?

Is he like some ex I do not remember?— mind you, I do not have a single ex.

I shrugged; "And who in Poseidon’s anus is Louis? Louis Vuitton?" I snapped, not missing the way a small smile touched her face before she quickly shook her head.

"Do you not remember Louis Hawthorne?"

"No."

"He was one of the popular boys in the pack. He also..."

"You seem to forget that I was also the most unpopular person back at the pack. Or maybe I was popular. I was popular in the sense that everyone was told to stay away from me." I answered, interrupting her, and hating the way that memory made my mouth go bitter.

She raised her eyes to meet mine, and in that fleeting second, I saw something in her eyes, something that I knew too well. Guilt. She turned away.

"I was unpopular too." She said quietly, "...so unpopular that I didn’t even know I was dating one of the pack’s hottest boys. And pretty unpopular that I didn’t even know he had a mate."

I gasped. "Your boyfriend has a mate?!" I screeched, feeling my heart sink to my stomach at the thought of how despicable one had to be to have a mate but sleep with another.

—and there was her, the clueless one who was probably heartbroken right now.

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