"Now, explain," I urged him as we went to his study room and sat in his valuable chair where he usually sat.
Desmond creased his forehead. "Seraphim, do we really have to argue about this? This is just a trivial matter." He shrugged and looked away to get a book on the bookshelves.-
That made my blood boil. "Trivial matter?" I slammed the desk, not making him flinch at it. "What an absurd statement! How can you return to your old self?! What on earth is happening to you?!"
Desmond approached me and was about to hold my face but I immediately distanced myself from him and shivered in disgust upon remembering what happened weeks ago. That way, I saw the pain registered in his eyes as he lowered his hand.
He sighed. "You are avoiding me whenever I would dare to even touch or hold you," he pointed out.
I averted my gaze, feeling guilty at that point. I tried my best not to avoid it but my body quickly made me move away from him.
I already guessed it was my wolf's will. Until now, she couldn't forgive what I saw back at Count Urba's estate.
I couldn't blame her and myself.
I cleared my throat. "Anyway, I am hoping not to hear this kind of casualties again, Desmond. I do not wish for you to repeat the history you have done before," I said softly as I sighed.
The history was he was too cruel to his pack members by enlisting them to the draft of the military training regardless of gender. Even the age of ten was already required to attend the drafting.
It only ceased to exist when I told him that I disagreed with this.
Desmond listened and changed the drafting requirements right away. He only allowed his pack members to attend training camps when they reached sixteen years of age.
And it is mandatory.
"I shall be going now. There is something I need to do," I said, not wanting to stay in the same place with my mate.
My wolf was getting furious. She wouldn't forget about Desmond that I caught him sleeping with a courtesan on the couch. I was too disgusted to see it again in my head.
I halted on my ground when I felt a pair of arms wrapped around my waist from behind. My eyes widened upon realizing that Desmond made a surprise move to catch me off guard.
"Seraphina..." My heart broke when his voice croaked. "You said that you forgive me... If you forgive me, then why are you distancing yourself away from me?"
"Desmond..." I was about to get away from his hold to turn at him but he wouldn't allow me.
He sniffed. Then I gasped softly when I felt my shoulder getting wet. That's when I realized Desmond placed his closed eyes on my bare shoulder.
And my husband was crying?!
"My seraphim... Do you hate me? Do you feel disgusted? Is that the reason why you do not want me to touch you anymore? You do not trust me? Please... Just tell me what you really feel."
I gritted my teeth as I felt my eyes sting. My heart was constricted because of this. "Cinnamon, please release me now," I said meekly.
But his hold tightened. "I don't like..." He frowned, sounding like a kid who had gone into tantrums. "I want to hear your thoughts. I want to hear them coming from you. I don't want to feel your feelings. I just want honesty from you."
Suddenly, my heart felt troubled. I even felt his feelings that my actions of keeping my real thoughts were hurting him.
"Cinnamon..." The spice of my life was Desmond. "Allow me to see you," I said softly.
He lessened, tightening his hold, enough for me to spin around to look at him. My heart broke for this man who was already crying.
He had never shown this vulnerable side to anyone except me, as his mate. It was why I said this before that behind his cold facade was the melancholy and lonely emotions he was hiding back then.
"Desmond..." I raised my hand to cup his cheek. He sniffed and looked at me with his teary eyes.
"Seraphim... Do you wish for me to stay in the guest's room because you cannot stand to stay beside me? I will... I will stay there. I just don't want you staying away from me. My wolf and I... are hurting." He knelt before me and hugged my waist. "Please... I know. I know you felt disgusted. I can feel what you are feeling and you can feel mine, too. What would you like me to do in order for you to trust me again, seraphim?"
Tears welled up in my eyes. "I..." I don't know what to say to him. It was hard... to trust my mate. I felt like I was being thrown into an abyss and there was no one there to save me.
Desmond buried his face in my stomach as he cried. "I cannot justify my actions. It is my fault that I fell for that scheme. I... I will kill him for making me suffer like this and taint my mate bond with you."
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