Chapter 46
Ollie’s POV
When I blink my eyes open again, I’m in my bed in my bedroom. Ella is sitting in a chair pulled up beside the bed. She was reading a book, which she now places down into her lap. Seeing that I’m awake, she immediately asks, “Why did you let things get this bad again?”
She knows as well as I that my weakness derives from repressing the true nature of my wolf and the mating bond I share with the quadruplets. She was there when the school doctor had scolded me for this same thing.
“You told off Hugh yesterday, and I applauded you for it,” she says “But I never would have done so if I knew you have been feeling weak again. You need to fix things with him and see him again.”
“Absolutely not,” I say, though inside I know the words are the truth. In a perfect world, I’d be able to bask in my mating bond with the brothers while allowing my wolf to show herself proudly side of me. But I don’t live in a perfect world. If the brothers discover the truth…
I’m loathe to even consider it. With how badly they’ve been treating me lately, I can only imagine a life of pain and regret.
I need to get out of the pack. When I’m a safe distance away, I can allow my wolf room and we can live freely. Until that time, I have to deal with this weakness, even if it does have deteriorating factors on my health.
What I won’t do is go crawling back to Hugh. Not after what he and his brothers did to me, labeling me an Omega. They don’t Care about the hardships they’ve made for my life. They only care about protecting Sylvia’s fragile ego.
“I just need to go for a run,” I say.
‘Are you sure that’s enough?” Ella gives me a skeptical look.
No, I’m not sure. At all. But if I let myself sleep with Hugh again…
After what he’s done…
After what he could be doing right now, out all night…
Not that I’m jealous.
“We are jealous,” Scarlet says in my mind, directly calling me out.
She’s right. I could pretend all I want, but the truth is I am jealous. know Hugh is a playboy who won’t be tied down, but knowing I sent him straight into the arms of other women… It stings. He probably forgot all about me, too. I doubt he’s thinking of his mate at all.
“It’s just sex, right?” Ella asks. “Is it really a big deal to see him again? Just get what you: transactional. There’s no need to get your heart involved.”
need
and get out. Make it feel
Maybe she’s right. Why does it matter what he’s done to me? All I need is to let loose and get off. There doesn’t have to be feelings involved in this at all.
“I guess,” I say, relenting. I am tired. Exhausted, really. It would be nice to not feel this way anymore. “I’ll text him.”
I reach for the burner phone which is sitting inside the drawer on my nightstand and open a message to Hugh. He still hasn’t replied to my text telling him off and likely never would.
Maybe that means he won’t respond to any texts I send from now on.
I don’t feel regret though. He and his brothers have been so cruel to me for so long, and this last issue was the last straw for me. So I won’t apologize either.
Instead, I write a time and date, making it for an evening in a couple days‘ time. And I hit send.
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Chapter 47
Chapter 47
