Chapter 142
Chapter 142
Nyssa pov
“My lady, are you sure you don’t want to eat? You haven’t had much since yesterday. I’m sure you’re hungry by now, and you even took Sir Zayn’s herb last night, he said it’s a strong one. Please, let’s go for breakfast so you can get something in your stomach”
Serena asked for what felt like the millionth time, her voice ringing in my ears even though I had already turned to the other side of the bed, trying my best to ignore her. Unfortunately, she didn’t take the hint and kept going.
“Why don’t you want to eat, my lady? Is it your appetite? Would you like me to make you a hamburger? They always used to cheer you up.”
She asked again, but I didn’t respond. Instead, I pulled the duvet over my head and shook my head.
After what happened with Darius yesterday, I had locked myself in m
room the entire day and hadn’t stepped out for even a second.
Sandra, Serena, and Isabella, the packhouse maids had brought me porridge. And though I hadn’t been in the mood to eat, I forced myself to take a few bites. I didn’t want their effort to go to waste, especially since I also needed to take the herb Zayn made for me.
After eating and taking the herb, they finally left me alone. They could all tell I wasn’t in the best mood. Even Serena had sensed that something was off and didn’t push me yesterday.
But now, this morning, after I’d taken my bath and crawled right back into bed, Serena was back at it, trying to convince me to get up and have breakfast.
“I don’t want to eat. Just take it as me fasting, Serena. Really, I’m a werewolf–I won’t die from skipping one meal,” I said nonchalantly, my voice muffled under the duvet.
I heard Serena sigh softly before she spoke again.
“What’s wrong, my lady? Why won’t you eat? Did something happen…” she trailed off, then lowered her voice and asked,
“Did something happen between you and the Lycan King?”
As soon as those words left her mouth, I threw the duvet off my body and sat up straight in bed, my eyes locking onto hers. She jolted slightly at my sudden movement, but I only reached out and grabbed her hand, my brow raised.
“Why do you say that? Did you hear anything? Did the Lycan King say something?” I asked in a single breath, desperate to know if Darius had called me crazy in front of others. Because if he did, that would be truly humiliating.
After pouring my whole heart out to him, if he turned around and called me crazy to everyone, I’d feel even worse than I already did.
“Hmm, no, he didn’t. Why, my lady? I only asked because… well, after the King left your room, you started acting this way,” she explained.
I paused, then sighed in relief, nodding before slumping back onto the bed.
So he didn’t say anything. Not that I expected him to.
Sure, he didn’t want me as his mate, but he wasn’t the type to go around calling people crazy behind their backs.
No–he preferred to say it straight to their faces.
I scoffed in disbelief, remembering his words from yesterday.
Unwell in the head? That evil bastard had said it so
casually, like it meant nothing. And damn, it stung my ego.
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Chapter 142
“Are you sure it’s only your ego that was hurt, Nyssa and not your feelings?” Sheila’s voice echoed in my head, and I knew she was about to go on again, so I didn’t waste time.
“What do you want to say, Sheila? Just spill it. I’m already in a bad mood,” I snapped, not bothering to hide my irritation.
She scoffed, but of course, she still spoke.
“What I’m saying is, it’s not just your ego that’s hurt, s your feelings, Nyssa. You’re upset that our mate doesn’t believe you. You’re hurt that he thinks you’re crazy.”
She said it like she’d just uncovered the world’s biggest secret.
I snarled.
“Of course I’m hurt! What do you expect? My heart isn’t made of stone. I’m allowed to feel something when the one person who can hear me
for once calls me crazy after I finally open up!”
Sheila didn’t even hesitate, like she already knew exactly what I’d say.
“Oh please, we both know that’s not the only reason you’re hurt. This man literally told you he’d reject you despite knowing it could kill you and you didn’t even flinch. Hell, he asked you to drink poison if you didn’t want to endure the pain of rejection, and you didn’t blink. And let’s not forget, just minutes before you found out he could hear you, he was asking that doctor if you could just be kept breathing, like he didn’t care if you woke up. And still, you didn’t react.
“And now you’re telling me your heart isn’t made of stone? Please, it’s made of iron,”
She stated bluntly, and I froze as her words finally sank in.
Was she… right? Why was I suddenly so mad about what he said?
It wasn’t like this was the first time he’d acted like a cold, heartless bastard–so why now?
“I’ll tell you the reason, Nyssa,” Sheila cut in, her voice way too excited for my liking. I could already tell whatever she was about to say, I wasn’t going to like it one bit. Still, I stayed quiet as she continued.
“The reason you feel hurt is because the moment Darius said he could hear you, while staring at you with that mesmerizing look, those gorgeous eyes, you were absolutely smitten. And it was at that exact moment, Nyssa, you realized that you fell for him!”
My eyes widened in shock.
And before I could stop myself, I screamed.
“What??! Are you crazy?! Me? Falling for him?!”
My scream was so loud I hadn’t realized I’d startled Serena, who had apparently been calling for me.
“Miss! Are you okay?” she asked, wide–eyed, a hand pressed to her chest.
Shit. I scared her.
“Serena, sorry for screaming. I’m fine–”
But I couldn’t even finish the sentence before there was a sharp knock at the door.
We both turned toward it, thinking it was Sandra.
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“Come in,” I called out.
The door opened, and sure enough, Sandra stepped in. But right behind her were Cassian and Drake, both wearing serious, unreadable expressions.
I raised a brow as their gazes flicked to me for only a brief second before shifting to Serena, who looked just as confused as I was. Something about their presence, about the way they looked at her felt off.
Sandra stepped forward and bowed her head respectfully.
“Good morning, my lady. I apologize for coming here with the Beta and Gamma unannounced,” she said.
I frowned. Something definitely wasn’t right. And the way both Cassian and Drake were staring at Serena was making me increasingly
uneasy.
Sandra continued,
“But the Beta and Gamma have requested to see Serena.”
She turned to Serena with a small smile.
“Come, dear. They both need to speak with you.”
Serena swallowed hard, clearly sensing something was wrong. She nodded and started to take a step forward but I grabbed her hand, pulling her back gently as I turned to face Cassian and Drake.
“I apologize, but may I ask the reason you want to see my servant? Am I allowed to know?” I asked with a frown.
Drake glanced at Cassian, as if unsure whether to speak, but Cassian’s expression only deepened into a frown. For the first time, I saw him look truly serious and it only confirmed that something was wrong.
“I apologize, Miss,” Drake began, “but we can’t tell you-”
“We need to see Serena because she’s suspected of being involved in the Ashvein incident that killed the rogue,” Cassian cut in sharply, turning his gaze back to Serena with a look of disappointment.
“We found the guard who gave the Ashvein to the rogue, and according to him, it was Serena, your servant, who told him to.”
As soon as those words left his mouth, the entire world seemed to freeze.
I turned to Serena, eyes wide in disbelief.
D–did I just hear that right?
