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Blair
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I return to my room with a confused smile on my face. Even though I’m probably a dirty little pervert for admitting this, I had fun watching Duncan pleasure himself tonight. I’m not ready to forgive and be with him, not after he stole the Winter pack away from me. But masturbating to the image and scent of him? That’s not wrong in my brain.
My pride won’t allow me to surrender myself to him after everything that’s happened-not yet, at least. But tonight opened my eyes to the undeniable hunger we still have for each other, even if my stubborn heart refuses to fully acknowledge it.
Over the next few days, I find my thoughts constantly drifting back to that illicit scene in Duncan’s office. The way his powerful body moved, the sounds of his pleasure, the look of rapture on his face as he lost himself in fantasies of me. It both thrills and unnerves me how easily he can still affect me, even secondhand.
I catch myself watching Duncan more intently when we are in the same room, my gaze lingering on his strong hands, the curve of his lips, and the flex of his muscles beneath his shirt. Does he sense the shift in me? The rekindled heat simmering beneath my aloof facade? If so, he doesn’t say anything, not even when we are both sitting in the same car on our way to a pack hunt-the first time I will be without Crow.
Suddenly, Duncan clears his throat. “So umm…are you fine with staying all night?” when he sees me shooting him a questioning stare, he quickly adds, “Not that I don’t think you can handle it! The nights are cold, but what I mean is that you haven’t been away from Crow for very long since coming home from the hospital.”
“Ah,” I smile hesitantly. It feels weird being friendly with my ex-boyfriend, but I’m trying. “He is in good hands with my mother. She and I might not get along, but she would protect Crow with her life.”
“Oh, I don’t doubt our kid’s safety.”
“Then why are you asking me these questions?!”
“Are you serious?!” When I say nothing, he growls out his next sentence, “I’m obviously worried about you! You haven’t been out hunting since you gave birth. Do you even have the stamina for an all-nighter? What if you pass out-”
I cut him off with a growl of my own. “I’m perfectly fine to hunt!”
“Okay, okay!” Duncan shakes his hand as if he didn’t just insult me. “Shesh, I was just asking to make sure. No need to get all offended.”
My cheeks flame. I don’t want to seem like a kid, and yet, I can’t stop myself from crossing my arms as I look out through the window like an angry child. I know I’m acting childish, but can anyone blame me? It feels like Duncan is constantly questioning my capabilities. As if having a baby has somehow made me weak or less of a wolf.
In the end, I can’t keep my big mouth shut. “My body might not be what it once was, but I’m still a warrior. Don’t underestimate me.”
Duncan sighs, acting as if he is the reasonable one. “Blair,” he starts in that annoying tone of his, like I’m a
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child that needs lecturing, “That’s not what I meant and you know it. I know you’re strong, and I’ve never doubted that. I just…I worry about you, okay? Sue me for giving a damn about the mother of my child.”
It’s weird how his words can soothe and sting me at the same time. I am so relieved that he still cares about me. It would break me if he didn’t. But his concern is also breaking me down. I know that he is stronger than me-he doesn’t have to coddle me because of it! When he was weaker than me in the past, I never treated him like glass. Duncan has always had my respect. Has he forgotten that?
“I can take care of myself,” I say, meeting his gaze to show him that I’m serious and not just a brat. “I don’t need you to worry about me. Okay?”
Duncan looks like he wants to argue but thinks better of it. He nods tersely and turns his attention back to the road, where it stays until we are finally parked by the hunting grounds.
My eyes travel up to the tree tops and the fullmoon waiting for me outside.
“We are finally here,” I smile as I say that and reach for the door, but before I can step out of the car, Duncan grabs my other hand with a pained expression.
“Blair…” He sighs after saying my name, and, for some reason, it hurts me, which in turn annoys me. Why am I in pain from seeing his furrowed eyebrows?
“What?” I ask in a sharper voice intended. It makes Duncan wince, but he doesn’t let go of my hand.
“I… I just want to know if there’s anything I can do to make you consider going out on a date with me. Things aren’t good between us right now-I get that, but… Fuck, Blair. You’re treating me like I’m your enemy while you’re my light.”
“Your light?”
“Yes,” he breathes a laugh and releases my hand, but not without allowing his lips to form a sickly sweet smile. “That’s the curse of you and I, Blair. We don’t work together, but hell, I don’t know what to do without you either. Maybe if we could turn back time, we would survive… if only you hadn’t been sent into a coma that day.”
Duncan’s words aren’t easy to hear, and seconds after he has spoken, the weight of our complicated history presses down on my chest. It hurts knowing we probably wouldn’t be enemies if I had never been in a coma. We would have led the pack together as a happy couple.
But this isn’t a fairy tale.
Duncan took my pack and inheritance away from me. He is everything I’m not: strong, responsible, and not a failure of a wolf. The pack elders love him, so even though part of me wants to reach out, I don’t. My pride won’t allow me to let Duncan tear down the walls I’ve built around my heart since coming home from the hospital.
“We can’t change the past, Duncan,” I say quietly, looking away from the intensity of his gaze. “All we can do is move forward and try to be the best parents we can be for Crow. That’s what matters now.”
He nods, but I can see the disappointment etched in the lines of his handsome face. It irritates me even more, especially since he won’t talk to me and say what is on his mysterious Duncan mind.
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“What?” I snap. “I can see that there’s something on your mind, so out with it!”
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Duncan’s eyes narrow before he mutters, “Is it so wrong for me to want more than just a co-parenting relationship with you?”
His earnest question stirs up a maelstrom of conflicting emotions inside me, especially when-and it pains me to admit this-he looks so sexy when he is mad. It would be so easy to give in, to let myself fall back into his arms and pretend nothing has changed. But everything has changed, and I’m not sure we can ever go back to the way we were.
I quickly push away my horny thoughts. “You’re not the same person I fell in love with, Duncan. The old you were sweet, naive, and always smiling. These days, you’ve turned into a jaded, hardened Alpha. You’re not my Duncan anymore.”
Pain flashes in his blue eyes at my words, but he doesn’t argue. “I had to change, Blair. I had to become stronger to protect our pack and our family. But that doesn’t mean my feelings for you have changed. Deep down, I’m still the same guy who loves you with every fiber of his being.”
My heart clenches at his words. I want so badly to believe him, to take that leap of faith. But I know his words are just that-words.
“Is that true?” I ask, meeting his eyes with a deep curiosity in my own hurt gaze. “Because ever since I returned from the hospital, you’ve been busy with pack matters. You’ve barely even glanced at me and Crow.”
He swallows thickly. “I know, but…that can change. I’m just not used to having you two at home.”
“So you’re admitting you’re a bad partner?”
His eyes widen. “What? No! Don’t say that!”
Ah, so he won’t admit the truth? Well, if he is only going to get defensive hearing the truth, then this conversation won’t head in a healthy direction.
“I…I can’t do this right now,” I whisper, pulling my hand from his grasp. “We have a hunt to focus on. Let’s just get through tonight, okay?”
Duncan frowns. “Sooner or later, you’re going to have to stop running from this, from us,” he says. When I exit the car in an attempt to escape, he raises his voice to speak louder: “We can’t keep ignoring what’s between us forever.”
I pause in my tracks once I’m outside of the car and glance up to meet his eyes. “And what’s between us?”
“The mate bond,” he answers. “It’s still there whether you like it or not.”
My eyes narrow. “But that could be changed if I talked to the moon goddess.”
“Do you want to do that, though? Because to me, it feels like you’re running away from your true feelings instead of facing them head-on.”
His words strike a nerve, and I feel my hackles rise. “You don’t know anything about my true feelings,” I snap, slamming the car door shut. “Stop acting like you have some special insight into my heart just because we
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share a mate bond. A bond that YOU exploited to steal my birthright! You wanted the pack from the start, didn’t you?! Is that why you wanted me? Just for the pack?”
“What? You really think that?”
“Yes!”
“Well…no. Taking your pack wasn’t my plan at all.”
“But you want it now, don’t you?”
Duncan’s jaw clenches, but he reins in his own temper. “I’m not going to keep arguing in circles with you, Blair.”
Is he fucking serious?!
“Yet you’re the one who keeps opening your big mouth!” I growl up at the damn idiot. My goal is to make him shut up, but Duncan just scoffs.
“Yours isn’t so small either…”
My temper flares at his comment. How dare he claim I’m the one with the big mouth when he’s the one who keeps pushing this mate bond nonsense?!
I clench my fists. “You make me so damn mad sometimes!”
Before I know what I’m doing, I walk around the car, and then I throw a punch straight into Duncan’s face. It shocks him so much that the idiot doesn’t even fight me and instead falls down on his butt in the mud-suits the fucker right!
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