YM778.TV Chapter 11
Chapter 11: Cecily Levin
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
I looked at him in surprise, not understanding what he was talking about.
“We didn’t reject each other, so we’re Destined Mates. I marked Alison, and she’s my Chosen Mate. You see, I have both of you now, and I’ll have both of you in the future.”
“Are you crazy?”
Werewolves had the most loyal mate relationship in the world. When one chose one mate, they couldn’t choose another. This was common sense.
It’ was just that Robert and I have a special relationship. We first got to know each other as mates, but we didn’t mark each other. This was extremely rare, and the average werewolf would be with their Destined Mate right away.
And it was even rarer that Robert would directly mark Alison before we could officially reject each other. It was against the laws of nature because it was the equivalent of forcibly breaking the original mate relationship, and it was excruciating for both parties.
I was going to be hurt even more as the one who had been left behind. Since Robert was going to have a new mate, it would give him comfort, and it was going to lessen the pain that he had to endure. I had had headaches and sleepless nights because of it, and my wolf had suffered permanent mental damage, and it was still slowly recovering from it. It was also refusing to come into contact with other wolves.
While my mate-relationship with Robert was going to diminish over time, and one day it would disappear completely, the pain was going to last for a very long time. If we wanted to resolve this, the fastest way would be for us to reject each other completely, and everything would return to normal.
However, Robert said that he wanted to maintain this forever.
That meant that I would continue to suffer, and my wolf would continue to grow weaker until it could no longer return to its normal state. Robert wanted to treat me like this!
“I’m awake.” Robert approached me, step by step, and I felt his pressure on my face. “Cecily, provoking me is the most foolish thing you’ve ever done. I’ll lock you up, and you’ll never have the chance to reject me. We’ll always, always be together.”
He was crazy! He was really crazy!
As quickly as I could, I said, “I, Cecily Levin, reject you, Robert Pazlow, to be my partner!”
I felt a sharp pain in my heart. I knew this wasn’t a good time to say no. My wolf Mia was still weak, and she didn’t deserve this. But I had no choice. I couldn’t let Robert do something so crazy that I was at his mercy.
I took a few steps back and pressed myself against the wall.
I felt pain, but not as much despair as I had felt when I had heard about Robert and Alison marking each other and was confined to my bed. Instead, I felt a sense of relief. Things had finally come to an end between Robert and me. We were no longer related, and that made me feel good.
I looked at Robert. He had been hit hard, too. He stopped in his tracks and clutched his heart. He wanted to come at me with a ferocious look, but he fell to his knees. I looked down at him. I had never looked at Robert this way before. I was up here, and he was on his knees.
I realized that the aura around him was only given to him by the people around him. Other than that, he was nothing. Just like now, he could only weakly and helplessly lie on the ground. He couldn’t do anything, nor could he pose any threat to me.
“Robert, don’t come looking for me again.”
I opened the door, slammed it, and left, leaving him alone.
It took me a lot of effort to walk back to the venue. I leaned against the wall to catch my breath.
Even though my mate-relationship with Robert had been weakened for various reasons, rejecting my mate was still not an easy thing to do.
I wasn’t sure if Robert would be able to carry out the ritual in his current state, and if he canceled it, it would be partly my fault. But I didn’t regret it.
Damn it, didn’t Robert think this would happen when he called me over? He should know how hard his father worked for the ritual and how easily he had destroyed them all.
I had never been more sure that Robert wasn’t cut out to be an Alpha. He wasn’t strong enough, responsible enough, or even ruthless enough. He couldn’t put the pack before everything else, which was what an Alpha did best. Robert didn’t have the qualities to sacrifice personal love, hate, and paranoia to ensure the pack’s growth.
My heart was still throbbing, but it was much better than before. I tried to summon Mia in my mind, and luckily, she was doing much better than I thought. Maybe she had been through too much already, and her pain tolerance improved significantly. But if possible, I wish she was still as vulnerable as before. At least that meant she had never been through anything that made her feel bad.
I cast my gaze toward the center seat in the distance, and as the crowd began to cheer, I saw someone walk up.