The True Alpha of Lupine (Seraphina and Ronan) novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101 Shattered Secrets.

SERAPHINA

The cold night air bit gently into my skin, but it couldn’t stop the strange tightness rising inside me listening to Grace. Now the sadness in her eyes when I had pulled her away from Ryker made sense. She was not frustrated because she could not flirt with him, instead she was sad because the man she loved did not react to her hugging Ryker. Now I could clearly feel her anger, the disappointment and helplessness. She was in pain. The pain from being ignored. The pain of love.

this point even my heart hurts to see the real Grace.

“Can a man really be worth putting your reputation on the line?” I asked before I could stop myself and unknown to me four men had been listening to me without making it obvious.

Grace pursed her lips without meeting my gaze as she replied softly. “Yes, I have chased after him in my entire youth. “I’ve put ten years of my life into desiring him. I have even saved my virginity just for him. No matter what. I will wait for him until I grow old and die,” while saying that she never tore her eyes from the crowd of the Alphas, her eyes growing sadder. “I stopped caring about my image the moment I fell in love with him.”

I was taken aback. Ten years?

My eyebrows shot up. “You love him that much?”

I froze. “Why him?”

She stilled for a long time at my question and said. “He’s sexy, Powerful. Has the kind of presence that makes your legs shake when he walks in a room. When he speaks, no one dares to challenge him. He doesn’t chase anyone, and still, everyone wants him. And I…” she exhaled shakily, “have only ever wanted him.”

There was so much conviction in her voice, it caught me off guard. For some reason I started finding similarities in her words when she mentioned this man.

But a new question bloomed in my chest.

“Then why haven’t you just gone to him?” I asked softly. “If you love him so much…why not confront him and confess what you feel instead of playing these games?”

“I already did,” she bit out.

I blinked

She wasn’t finished. “I confessed when I turned eighteen. Told him everything. My feelings. My intentions. Everything.”

My wolf got involved in her story along with me as we asked, “What happened?”

She gave a bitter smile. “He ignored me. Just ignored me.”“”

My eyes widened slightly as she added. “He acted as if he never heard me. No reply. No rejection. No explanation. Like I was a child playing house.”

The vulnerability in her voice was so startling, so unlike the fierce, flirty Grace the Academy knew. For some reason it reminded me of our of my friends that I lost when we were sixteen. She was strong, wonderful, and intelligent. But when it came to love she was emotionally weak. She chased after childhood lover like a shadow then committed suicide when he left her the moment he found his soulmate. She ended her life for a man who had not loved her. Now I saw her in Grace.

The memory of losing her twisted inside and turned into frustration and anger as I chuckled

Grace’s head whipped toward me, eyes flashing. “What the hell is funny!

Haised my hands, still laughing softly. “Sorry, it’s just…I used to think you were the kind of woman who had everything under control. Untouchable. Unbothered. Always got what you wanted. Yet, here you are, admitting there’s something_or

one who isn’t under your command”

Her glare sharpened. “Who said he isn’t in any control?” Her tone was sharp, defensive.

“Oh please,” I smirked. “It’s obvious. You can sit on a man’s lap, leave hickeys, kiss whoever you want but you can’t even go

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and talk to the one person you love. That’s not control, Grace. That’s fear.”

“Fear?!” she snapped, stepping closer to me, her hand twitching like she wanted to slap the truth out of the air. “I’m not scared of anything!”

I met her storming gaze calmly. “You’re scared of being judged. Scared of what loving him says about you. Scared of how the world would react to the real you if they found out.”

Her breath caught.

For one suspended moment, she didn’t say a word. I could feel the shatter happening behind her eyes. That mask of seduction she wore like a crown crumbled, if only for a second.

Grace stared at me like she wanted to scream and cry all at once. “What do you know about me?” she whispered, voice shaking. “You think you can make these random comments like you understand me. You know nothing.”

I held her gaze. “You’re right. I don’t know. That’s because you don’t let anyone know. You keep him in the shadows like a sin you’re you’re too proud to name.”

I smiled. “Is that so? Then why is it so hard to believe you? Or could it be that person doesn’t even exist and he is only in your imagination.”

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