A part of him was telling him and something had surely changed in the past six months. From the time when Tiara told him about her accident in which Dora died in order to save her.
‘Night, are you listening?’
‘I’m, human. Control your emotions for now and observe the things for now.' Night, she said calmly. ‘Find those bastards who tortured Ara and about the other part that is messing with our mind. I swear, human, I will unleash hell and bathe in blood, showing the people behind all this that no one mess with what is mine."
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The moment Wylder walked into the room, he saw that his room was all messed up with canvas paper. The papers that she used for painting were nearby, and a fuming Princess was standing near the window, looking outside. He kicked the tension out of his mind and focused on her mood.
She looked fresh like a flower and wore decent yellow clothes, but still, Night was attracted to her like a bee is attracted to a sunflower. He didn’t miss noticing that she had torn those papers where she had painted the faces of those bastards.
‘Great. Now, I will have to solve the puzzle by attaching each piece of paper together.' He thought and wrapped his hand around her waist, reaching towards her.
"You’re cheating on your mate." She spoke icily but didn’t push him away.
"Not exactly. I’m not committed to her solely yet, nor have I promised her that I will make her my Luna." Wylder responded.
"Still, don’t touch me, Alpha Miller." She spoke, hitting his chest with her elbow. Wylder let her go and watched him turn around to look into his eyes. "If you’re not committed to her, then you haven’t rejected her as well. Moreover, you don’t have to lie to me; I accidentally overheard your mother talking about your marriage with that model," she added.
"Araa…."
"Don’t come to me if you’re planning to break my heart. Don’t lie to make me feel better. Don’t hold me if you're going to let it go, and most importantly, don’t make me fall if you’re not going to catch me." She spoke in a low tone and sounded so vulnerable that he could feel her pain.
"Sorry for the mess in your room. I lost my mind." She said and walked out of the room, leaving him alone while Wylder’s mind was still at the pain that he was feeling but that wasn’t his.
That was possible only when... that pain belonged to your mate. All these feelings get multiplied by 10 after marking the mate, so he could feel just a little amount of pain. He looked at the floor and the mess. He ignored the pain in his heart and started solving the puzzle by getting all the pieces of paper together.
After a while, he didn’t find the quality of the painting anywhere near Tiara’s painting until his eyes landed on the corner of some pages. It looked like something was erased from there, but not perfectly.
[Wylder: I don’t get it. Why do you leave a star as your signature?]
[Tiara: If you will remove the ‘I’ from my name, then it is TARA. In South Asia, such as India and Nepal, Tara is a word originating from Sanskrit, meaning star, and it symbolizes the light of the soul. That's why I use a star as my signature.]
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#TBC
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