Tasting
Chapter 354

354–Confronting Her

Nash:

I watched her sit before me, looking so pretty and content. She didn’t seem like she had missed any of us–or me. Had she not thought about me all these months?

It wasn’t like she hadn’t changed physically either. She was weaker than she used to be, more tanned, with toned muscles on her arms now. But regardless, she looked even more beautiful. She seemed like someone who had been training a lot.

“Nora!” I closed my eyes, trying to calm my frayed nerves. Hearing her talk about Brody like that was killing me softly.

“I don’t care. You have to come home. You can’t just forget that-” I hissed under my breath, trying to move closer to her, but she didn’t even flinch.

This wasn’t the Nora I remembered as my mate. She seemed indifferent.

“You can’t force me,” she replied calmly, though the smile had disappeared from her face.

“Really? Fine. Does your husband know you have a fated mate

somewhere?” I didn’t want to resort to this, but my anger knew no limits, and I couldn’t stand the thought of her with anyone else.

“He doesn’t. Because I don’t have a fated mate,” she looked me directly in the eyes and repeated the very words I had once told her.

I was stunned.

But it made sense. Of course, she threw it back in my face. I remembered how she had begged me to make her stay, and I had pushed her away.

“I can explain—” I clenched my fists, my body trembling with discomfort.

“There’s no explanation for anything you’re saying. I’m not your mate; I never was. And even if you believe we were, I’m married now. So I’d suggest you don’t interfere in my matters. Go home, fix things with Daphne, and marry her-” There wasn’t a trace of pain in her voice as she spoke to her supposed mate about another woman.

“It doesn’t hurt you at all?” I asked in disbelief, studying her face.

“No! Why would it hurt me? I’ll be very happy for you if you end up with the woman you love, just like I am with the man I love.” She shrugged so nonchalantly.

It was as if she was on a mission to break my heart. But I wasn’t okay with it.

“I’m going to check on the maids,” she clicked her tongue, but before she could stand, I placed my hands on the sofa, trapping her in.

The way she raised her brow and didn’t flinch confirmed that she had truly changed.

“What was that about? If he loves you so much, why the hell were you fighting a mutant in front of everyone like a slave?” I hissed, glaring into her eyes.

I was shocked when I saw that. Who would let his beloved mate step into the arena and fight a mutant? The injuries she sustained made my heart ache, but Brody didn’t even bat an eye. He was happily watching the crowd, gauging their reaction.

The more the fight delayed, the happier Brody turned. In that moment, my brothers had to hold me from physically jumping in the arena and dragging Brody in with me for mutant to fucking kill him. The Nora,

that was so fragile that an army of stepbrothers were busy protecting her and looking like evil beings, was thrown in front of a deadly mutant? how did Brody not stop it?

“It was my choice. He trained me for it after I asked him to. And unlike you, he respects my wishes,” she said, and I called it out as complete nonsense.

I respect her wishes, but would I let her die or get beaten up like that? Even if she won, it was surprising to watch her fight with such skill. Still, I would never allow it–especially not for the sake of entertainment or betting money.

“No! I know this attitude is because you’re strong now, which I don’t even understand,” I began to ramble, and she sighed, gently placing her hand on my shoulder to push me away.

That touch took me back in time. It used to be just for me. Was it true? Did she really give herself to that asshole and fall in love with him now?

“Nash! I have maids to attend to,” she repeated like a broken record, but there was emptiness in her eyes.

She stood up and left, while I remained in my spot, hurt and in pain.

“Did we really expect to wait for her all these months? Of course, she moved on, and I feel responsible for it. If I hadn’t been crushed-” My wolf felt the pain as deeply as I did.

“She is so different now,” I admitted. She really seemed happy here.