Eden pov
"It's not what you think, my love!" Sam exclaims, trying to get dressed, but only managing to look more pathetic.
The girl I found him with isn't smiling, but she doesn't seem sorry either. If I hadn't made the promise never to transform again to leave my past behind, neither of us would exist anvmore.
Why do all the pathetic humans have to say that when it clearly is what it looks like? Or what? Do you think I'm going to believe you were taking studio photos of him? Honey, your studio is down there.
"Okay, okay, he gasps, exhausted from the effort of putting on his shirt. "It seems like it, but it was just an impulse. Well, I appreciate you admitting it.
I love you.
"But I don't like you. I just found out because I don't even want to cry," I shrug. "In fact, I was thinking about breaking up with you because, I look him up and down, "you're a bit small.
Sam blushes, and I get the impression he's about to fly into a rage. However, his eyes fill with tears of regret. One of the things I always liked about him was his confidence. I could never say a comment that offended him, even if it was true.
"Eden, my love!" he shouts, running after me. "I'II do anything, but please forgive me." Go to hell.
I make a rude gesture and get in the car. I would have run, but after living among humans for so long, I've become more sensitive to the elements. We lycanthropes who stop transforming for extended periods lose strength and acquire more weaknesses.
We are practically human.
If I were in Umbrawood, within the reach of Leif's dictatorship, it would affect me. Until twenty minutes ago, I felt fortunate to only suffer from allergies and not have to enlist in the army to control the population of that monstrous kingdom, whose territories span almost the entire continent. Although Leif no longer goes around wreaking havoc, he still inspires fear thanks to his alliances with Devian Saevus, the famously cruel and unknown king.
I stop in the middle of the lonely road. I don't want to howl; it doesn't hurt enough, but I do sob from my wounded ego, because I remember Raisa and the day she left with her real family. I begged her not to leave me, but she insisted, believing that this way she could save herself and get me out of trouble.
In the end, he ended up leaving this world, and I never found out what happened to my nephew. His family, who only told me the news of his death, gave me no further information, and I was too devastated to find out more. Still, I was a fool who believed in humans again and took refuge in Sam.
-Humans are disgusting, that's why Leif allied himself with that.
I keep crying, trying to drain all my pain. I'm more sensitive since I became a mere human.
It's not that I feel so alone in this world, of course not.
"Yes, yes, I feel alone," I sob. "Of course I feel alone."
"You're not. I'm still here," Niamh whispered, making me growl.
"'m not going to get sentimental just because you're talking to me after months," I reply.
"You're insensitive. Why didn't you warn me about him?"
"told you he wasn't our partner, but I've always respected your decisions. I'm a wolf, not a medium, so I know he'd do such a dirty thing."
I can't help but burst out laughing.
"Is our partner somewhere, or has he not been born yet?" I ask sarcastically. "I'm already twenty-seven, I need collagen."
"I repeat, I'm not a medium, she growls. "How would I know? At the moment, I highly doubt that any of these pathetic humans is one."
"Oh, how great your help is" I snort as I start the car.
But it did help. Its distraction helped me focus and decide what I'm going to do.
I'm going to quit my job, use my savings, and travel the world.
"Good luck, honey, Niamh teases.
1 immediately check my phone to see my bank app. I only have a small portion of my savings, as I lent the rest to Sam for his new computer.
"Take me!" I shout, pounding the steering wheel. " think we're bound by more than just the wolf bond. We're bound by debt."
Niamh lets out a mocking laugh that makes me long for the months when she was quiet and lazy.
-Well, now that you're single, you'll have to put up with me, darling. No one will look down on you because you're poor and naive.
1 roll my eyes.
"You're hateful" I mutter.
"Come on, you know I'm just kidding," he laughs. "We'll get that money back soon. You have to ask Sam, I'm sure he'll give it to you."
"No way. I don't want to see him again, I growl. "Let him keep it. I'll be better, and..."
-Honestly, I don't think things will go any better for you. Things are getting complicated.