Chapter 82
Ayla
I ran up what seemed like a thousand flight of stairs to get to Thanes office so I wouldn’t get caught by Kian waiting for the made her presence known. She reconnected elevator. I don’t hear him following me, but am terrified, nonetheless. Araman
again. It also feels like we have a long way to go without giving me a final say. I could be irate, but it feels good to be whole bonding, as it seems like I have a complete stranger living inside of me and that hurts. What also hurts is standing in Thane’s office doorway seeing him look down at Della across his desk. Her ass in the air on display, Thane’s shirt open. Everyone was right. They are together. I was such a fool.
“Thane” I push out through raspy vocal cords. It feels like sandpaper trying to talk again. It kind of came out of me without thinking. Much like that giant blue orb. I definitely need to talk to Aramana about that because, what the hell was that?
One look at him and I know why Aramana sent me here. No wonder she was reacting at times I was with Thane. She knew or could feel her mate. The bond snaps into place, and I have to steady myself to stay upright. I am overcome with a sweet smell into my senses, and I feel warmth covering my whole body. Thane is the most gorgeous alpha I have ever seen. The attraction to him and desire to be with him has just magnified by an unmeasurable number. The bond is practically pulling, trying to force us together. Too bad there is a naked bitch in the way.
My eyes start glowing. I can feel the power behind them. A growl starts emanating from my chest and I know that Aramana is grappling for control. I should let her. I should let her take over and rip their damn throats out and watch them bleed out on the floor. I trusted him. I cared for him. I needed him and he is here, with her instead of with me. My fated mate. The stuff of stories. The other half of me was just about to bury himself in another shifter. I can’t do this. I can’t.
“Della, get up and get the fuck out of here!” Thane yells down at her. Her eyes are darting back and forth between us. “What? I am not leaving. Tell her to get out.” she huffs out throwing her arms towards me, like she has a damn right to be in front of my mate.
MINE.
My growling gets louder, and I can feel claws starting at my fingers. They are a beautiful matte black. As I look at them grow and back up to Della, I see red. I am enraged. Years of pent–up anger slams into me, practically thrusting me forward. I start to snarl. Aramana is so close to coming through, forcing a shift. The fact she is trying to shift is enough to jolt me back to the present. If I shift, they will see my wolf. I can’t let them see. I can’t be here. I need to leave. I am fighting to remain in control. Fighting against my other half in front of my physical other half. This day can’t get better.
“Della, get out now. I told you we were done and over with. I told you to get out earlier. Now go!” He growls and anger morphs across his features. Ronan is trying to come through no doubt. He wants his mate. Wants to claim. Too damn bad. “Her leaving changes nothing Thane.” I try my hardest to yell out, still raspy and cutting in and out. “Ayla, no please just wait. Hear me out I know it is cliche, but it isn’t what it looks like. She put herself there to beg me. I told her no. I told her to leave.” I start to shake my head. This is confusing. He is lying. He is a liar just like the rest of them.
