Free Web NovelChapter 132: Chapter 132 It’s You, Always
Chase’s POV
After that dreadful evening when I found Blaze and Amber together, I decided to play her own game and make her feel her own medicine. But what I hadn’t expected was how much it hurts me. When she slapped me earlier today, after I, yet again made my intentions about her rejecting the half dragon, I felt every emotion she did. The slap took down my block for a moment, and I felt everything. Her anger, sadness, despair, love, and devotion. She’s right, she can’t reject him, nor can she reject me. I just have to find a way to be okay with sharing my woman.
I was so damn proud of how she carried herself when we summoned her to the throne room. Her elegance, skills in diplomacy, and her sharp wit and tongue. Although I couldn’t express how I really felt, I was bursting inside! My woman, my Queen, was the perfect picture of what it takes to be a real Queen. Not only to me but to our people. It only accentuated my regrets for my rash decision. Although my father had been over the moon with happiness and pride, I had a nagging feeling something was off. That feeling had been growing ever since Gloria and Gia came to court the morning after my talk to my father. I had gone to his room after my encounter with Blaze.
"Are you listening, Chasey?" Gia asks, and I force a smile. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
"I’m so sorry, my dear. I must have been drifting away in my own thoughts of tonight’s bright events." I lied. Truth is I’ve been listening in on Berion’s conversation with Amber and Blaze. He has left his mind-link connection to me open, so I can check in as I please. My head and my heart are in that room, and I’d rather go there than be stuck planning an engagement I don’t intend to take place. Tonight is an informal dinner to introduce Gia to court and welcome her family, and then we will be announcing our engagement in a month, when all the other Kingdom are here. I do not intend for things to get that far.
"I know, right?! I’m so excited for this dinner. I just knew you wouldn’t keep that mutt as your mate. I told mother when you came back here after visiting her pack, that although you seemed enamored with her, it must have been her putting a spell on you. And I was right, wasn’t I? And that "other" mate of hers? Pst. It’s probably just a ruse to try and get you back to her." Gia rants. Calor is growling in my head because of the way Gia is speaking of our Amber, but I have to keep him at bay. Right now I only keep this charade going to see if my hunch about Gia and her mother is correct?
’You need to tell that to Amber!’ Calor scolds.
’How am I supposed to do that without opening our mate bond connection?’ I ask back with an attitude. I closed the connection to spare her the feeling of me being with Gia all the time.
’She doesn’t know why you closed the connection in the first place, dimwit, she’ll probably just reject us, thinking she’s doing us a favor.’
’Calor, you know, just as well as I do, Amber will not listen to us.’
’And who’s fault is that, huh?’ He sneers before going back into the shadows of my mind. His unmasked hatred of Gia and her mother concerns me, but he won’t tell me why he’s feeling like that. He keeps saying I should figure it out myself.
Preparing myself for dinner, I’m finding myself looking most forward to seeing Amber. Even though I know she’ll be with Blaze, whom I’ve come to admire for his ’I don’t give a fuck, I just want my mate’ attitude, I can’t wait to see what she’ll wear tonight.
As I enter the dining hall, Gia immediately attaches herself to my arm, and although I want nothing more than to pry her off me, I smile down at her instead. In the last couple of days, I’ve found out she’s a tattletale. She will blab about everything and everyone, which has been very enlightening indeed. I now know things about my father I’d rather not, but which are important in the bigger scheme of things.
I make polite conversation with everyone, as Gia introduces me to her family. The only one I am happy to see is Glaciel, but Gia tries to avoid her big sister as much as possible. Glaciel noticing as well, smiles at me while approaching.
"Good evening your highness, Gia." Glaciel greets.
"Good evening, Glaciel. How are you tonight?" I ask politely, as Gia sulks. freewebnovel.cσ๓
"I’m fine your highness, it’s not me you should be worried about." Gia pulls me away before I can ask her what she means.
Then the doors open and my gorgeous spitfire walks in, arm in arm with Blaze. I admire her from a distance, drinking in her beauty as the room goes quiet. Behind her, my father gives me a pointed look, and I turn off every emotion in my eyes. I can see the disappointment and sadness in Amber, almost feeling her emotions of betrayal when I take Gia’s hand in mine and intertwine our fingers.
When the staff calls for dinner, I feel relieved beyond measure. Then I don’t have to touch Gia for at least a couple of hours. I instructed the staff to put us at different ends of the dinner table, making sure to give myself space, excusing the weird request as we have to divide and conquer. Before we can go to dinner, though, Amber calls to everyone.
She walks to me and Gia, ignoring the gloating girl beside me. I want to scold her, but this is not the time or place. Then she does the thing I thought she was incapable of. She rejects me. But it doesn’t hurt.
’It’s a ruse, knobhead. Play it out for both your sakes!’ Calor instructs with anger, as I drop to my knees and let him do what he has to do. The anguish on my face is real from the pain of the thought that this was her only solution. It has been you, always, Amber! Only you own my heart. Why don’t you know that?
"Amber, why?" I ask through gritted teeth. The thought of her actually giving up on me before we got to be together. Before she knows I accept her, fully! Her and Blaze, if that’s what I have to, to have her. She is mine, and his. But she’s that fully and wholeheartedly.
"Because I deserve someone who will not choose another over something I have no control over, you Highness." I sob as she turns to walk away, again. I want to scream to the world that Gia means nothing to me, but I can’t. Not yet.
When she’s gone I excuse myself from the dinner and run to my room. I slam the door, locking it and letting all my emotions run free.
"Hello, my son." And voice greets, and I can’t believe my own eyes.
