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394-1 Reject You Alpha King Corbin
I didn't look away even when Shaun kept shouting in pain and crying as they shot arrows at him. Corbin was also
there. He had worn an enormous hat and glasses. I assume it was to cover his eyes. He must be crying for his
father. That's the thing. No matter what they do, there is a part of us that cries when we watch our loved ones in
pain. I did cry for my mother, but only because I was concerned about why she didn't take other people's feelings
into consideration. I was upset that my mother turned out to be so evil.
From an outside perspective, it seemed like justice had been served. But something felt empty. It was the spot that
was supposed to be filled with Thiago. He should have been here to witness his parent's murderer getting punished,
but that chance got stolen away from him when Corbin let Moana into the academy.
"I know you will have nightmares, but I hope you can find peace now," Janet held my hand and walked me out of
the ground.
After losing everything, I have become just a human among such powerful creatures. If I saw anything terrifying or
if someone growled at me, I would have nightmares. Just like how a normal human would. Those went into
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtextinction until I became one.
"Have a good night," I wished her, turning around and walking toward the road. Lazio was supposed to send me his
car, but there was nothing there.
"I can be your ride back home." Corbin came from behind me, covered in a black long coat, and his voice was
heavy. He must have cried for hours, and I don't blame him. Watching his father die must be traumatizing for him. I
can only imagine how Thiago must have felt. Well, he couldn't feel anything because my mother stole all the
memories from him. She didn't even let him mourn.
"No! thank you. My mate will be coming shortly," I excused, stepping aside and watching the empty road.
"Enya! I don't understand why you are so angry with me. I didn't even try to stop you from collecting evidence. So
what is it that I did so wrong that you could go with Lazio but not come with me?" He walked closer again, asking
me the same question I have read in his eyes since the beginning of the trial.
"You are going to ask me that? You don't know yourself what you did?" I turned to him, smiling weakly.
"I really don't know what is my fault," He answered, taking off his glasses and exposing his red and swollen eyes. I
was right! He seemed to have gone through a lot of heartaches after his father was convicted.
"The witch you brought into the academy stole my Thiago from me," I shouted the instant I talked about him. I had
kept this anger and heartbreak inside me all this time. I just couldn't find a shoulder so perfect that I could rely on,
which I could cry on.
"What?" Corbin frowned. "How was I supposed to know she would cast something like that and he would be
dragged away with her?" He shrugged his shoulders, staring at me and
passing me quizzical stares for hanging onto something that I should have moved on from by now on.
"You knew she wanted to join the academy to speak to Thiago. Her mission was to take him away from me. You just
let it happen," I cried, raising my voice as it felt like years hadn't passed already. I was still standing in that hallway,
watching Thiago sacrifice himself for me.
It was not supposed to happen. He was not supposed to die. I was the one who was supposed to take care of him
and sacrifice myself for him, not the other way around.
"You just need a reason to accuse me of something that was your fault." His tone changed, almost as if he was so
exhausted that he had to yell at me.
"My fault? I didn't —," before I could speak, he silenced me when he answered my question.,
"You opened the portal, the portal that ate him up. You were reluctant to give up your powers, which made Moana
bring those witches back to life. Do you really want me to tell you point by point what you have done wrong? Do you
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmever sit back and listen to yourself? You always talk big. It is always the others who make a mistake. When, in
reality, you only wanted those powers because you loved being powerful. You loved being in charge of your mates.
Look what happened! You still have a mate who will treat you better no matter whether you have a wolf or not, yet
you are just accusing that mate so that you don't have to face the guilt." He sputtered everything in
one breath, lashing out at me after he lost his temper.
I stood there in silence, trying to digest what he had just said to me.
"I killed him? Is that what you are trying to say?" I was in shock -broken, maybe.
"Look! I just saw my father getting ---- killed. I am not in my right mind. So forgive me if I said something harsh. But
the reality is, Enya, I didn’t kill your mate. It wasn't me." He scoffed after making himself clear and putting all the
guilt on my shoulders.
"I think you were right when you said my mates are assholes. I am not sure about the others, but at least you are
one of them." I muttered after he triggered me. I have been missing Thiago every day, and now he told me that I
am the reason Thiago is dead.
I didn't want to kill him. I thought if I gave up all the powers, he would be free. I wanted to die for him, but that
didn’t happen. However, I still did not kill him.
"I, Enya Foster, reject Alpha King Corbin as my mate." It was then it slipped out of my mouth in haste. I was angry
and feeling some type of way, so I didn’t care about the right timing.
Oh, I wish I take back those few seconds of my life when I rejected him on the worst day of his life.