Chapter 85
I cleared my throat jumping down form the counter, the shrill sound of the phone stopped for a minute before starting up again. I sighed and the man nodded at me.
“Luna” he said quietly bowing his read respectfully.
“N–no it’s K-”
“Kendal” Dez said hardly a hint of warning in his tone. I looked over at him before turning back to the man, I gave him one last small smile before going out of the kitchen and up the stairs still avoiding the glass everywhere that I felt bad we were just leaving here. The phone stopped ringing the second I got in the room and I let out a groan of annoyance, I stopped cold hearing Dez growl loudly downstairs, I frowned going back to the the hallway peering down into the first floor getting on my tiptoes, I couldn’t see into the kitchen but only into the doorway from up here.
“Ready.” I said when I was finished, he nodded and got up I followed him downstairs and then to the truck where I was in for a nice little ride, about 5 minutes in I was drowsy and his scent was strong making me all warm and comfortable and it wasn’t long before I was out like a light. I had a nightmare about the day before and woke up, my eyes teared up not from the dream but because all the emotions rose in my chest.
I felt around in the sheets finding nothing, I checked the time, it was 4 in the morning. Where exactly had he gone? I look at the bathroom door finding no light on, I slipped out of bed taking a blanket with me, the coldness and emptiness of the house swept over me giving me chills. I padded my way down the hallway and into the kitchen where I didn’t find my guards.
I frowned, if Dez wasn’t here my guards were supposed to be with me. About that time I heard I heard a small creak, I jumped letting out a little tiny scream my hand flying to my mouth. I turned around and saw Dez quietly slipping in, he shut the door quietly behind him and then turned around freezing in his place seeing me. I caught the scent of fire, and blood mixed with his musky scent and sweat.
“Where were you?” I asked curiously but alarm clear in my voice, he looked at me for a long moment.
“Why are you awake?” he questioned back. I felt a little tiny flash of anger flutter in my stomach for a split second. I felt a small amount fo heat rise to my cheeks.
“Why aren’t you answering me?” I asked.
“I was out” he replied shortly.
“Out where?” I pestered, I could faintly see his jaw set in the darkness.
“Stay out of it Kendal.” He never told me anything. He didn’t trust me at all, and now he’s sneaking out at
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Chapter 85
night? Why does he smell like blood? Was he killing people? Was he seeing other women? What had happened to his other wives he had? Apparently there was an endless supply of them. Why did he smell like fire? None of this made sense. I felt a sharp pain on my lip, and tasted blood.
I had bit a hole in my lip, I took my eyes off the ground and looked back up at him.
“Why don’t you trust me?” I asked in a small voice. His eyes narrowed at me.
“Why are you bleeding?” he asked me, I licked my lips.
“Why do you smell like blood?” I asked back. His face hardened, and his jaw clenched even more if that’s possible.
“Kendal…” he trailed off, the way he said my name gave me even more chills, I noticeably shivered but still tried to keep my composure even though he could make me melt with one word. And it was unfair that I was in this so deep and he showed absolutely no signs of me having any effect on him.
“Why are you up? You’re supposed to be asleep.”
How ironic. “You’re supposed to be sleeping with me” I stated.
“Or are you out sleeping with other people at night, or killing people?” I asked feeling my nose burn.
His nostrils flared “What exactly would you like me to tell you Kendal” his tone was clipped and raising with each word, he took a step forward and I took one back.
“That I’m out cheating on you? Or that I’m out murdering innocent people? What way can I answer this where you don’t go and cry yourself back to sleep?” he questioned hardly. He didn’t even have to answer tears were already falling, his tone made my stomach twist in knots.
This is ridiculous he can make me cry so easily. I care too much. I stared at him for a few seconds before turning back around and going down the hallway, I laid back down, I wasn’t crying anymore. I felt relieved not being in his presence anymore. I had made the mistake of going to his room, he came in a little while later and went to the bathroom. The shower cut on and steam rolled under the door.
He smelled like blood, so he was killing people? I wasn’t sure which was worse cheating or killing? The door opened and he stood there for a minute, long enough for me turn turn over and sit up staring at him in the doorway.
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