Tasting
Chapter 433

433-His Beta And I.

Nora:

“Don’t look at me like that; I said what I said.” Brody folded his arms over his chest, his eyes revealing just how shameless he was.

“I’m not having sex with you, Brody. But shame on you for using my children to pressure me into sleeping with you.” I tried to stay calm, but deep down, I knew that if he forced me, I would have to give in.

It would have been much easier before, but now that I’ve returned, I’ve come back with some hopes from the brothers. Not that I wanted to be with them, but I felt they wouldn’t be indifferent about their children. So, now him asking me for sex was terrifying.

“Why? Why can’t I have sex with you? You’ve had sex before, and that’s how you got pregnant. Did anyone care for you at that time? Even when those brothers and their father kicked you out of their packs, nobody cared. It was I who cared. I promised to treat you well and brought you home-” His tirade was interrupted by my sudden scoff.

“And you did the exact opposite of that,” I replied with a tight–lipped, broken smile.

“That’s not the point. You betrayed me. You expected me to take care of someone else’s children. And the worst part is that you didn’t even let me know. You were probably hoping to fool me after having sex with me. I would have never suspected these were not my children,” he surprised me with his ignorance.

I tilted my head and tapped my foot on the ground, waiting for him to finish his rant before I corrected him. “Wow! That’s quite bold of you to assume I was ever going to share a bed with you. I was to tell you about my pregnancy. There’s no way I ever promised you sex or anything.”

His expression fell as I painted a clear picture of our relationship. It was always him making promises and trying to convince me to give him a chance. He was the one who told me he would accept me no matter what.

“Ugh, I think I’m going to go crazy,” he exclaimed, grasping his hair in frustration before facing me again. “You have a week. After that, you’re either sleeping in my bed, giving me sex whenever I want, or–forget about your children,” he finished, not even pausing when I opened my mouth to argue as he stormed out of the room.

I rushed after him, only to see him stop briefly and turn around. He seemed to be lost in thought for a moment before shaking himself back to reality to face me again.

“You know what? This full moon, we are marking each other and accepting each other again in front of the pack members. You have your wolf, so you’re not going to make excuses anymore.” He looked me directly in the eye as he issued his threat. I understood he had had enough.

He was taking things too far–too far for me to come back from.

After he disappeared, I went back inside and paced around angrily. I desperately wanted to be with my children. I longed to hold Roman just once.

I fell asleep after taking care of my babies but woke up early. I had a goal in my mind: I was going to speak to Rollo. I wasn’t sure how much he would be able to help me, especially after Clara must have filled his ears with dirt against me.

I wore black pants and a black shirt, tied my hair in a loose braid, and let strands fall around my shoulders and cheeks. Once I left room, I was welcomed by the couple and Rollo, along with Clara, in the garden. They were ready for breakfast.

“Come, have a seat,” Brody said, not even glancing at Janet, who probably wasn’t pleased that he was offering me a seat with him.

“Thank you, but I’m fine here,” I replied bitterly, standing beside the table with my hands clasped behind my back.

This is why I hated having emotions. It had been so easy in the past; I could replace humor in everything. But now, I was burdened with these feelings. Everything was slowly beginning to hurt, and I despised that about myself.

“No! You will sit with me and feast like my mate. Don’t make me repeat myself,” Brody hissed, warning me with his harsh gaze.

“If she doesn’t want to sit-” Clara rolled her eyes, likely not too excited to share a table with me again like she had to back in the Red Storm pack.

“Did I ask you to intervene? It is between me and my mate, my wife, so fucking stay out of it,” Brody surprised everyone when he yelled at Clara out of the blue.

This was not good. He was losing his calm, and that meant he no longer cared about what others thought of him.

I glanced at Rollo, stretching his neck when Brody yelled at Clara, who looked down and didn’t raise her eyes again. I sat down with him and watched as he filled my plate.

“Eat!” he ordered.

I grabbed a piece of toast and took a bite out of it, not using any sauce or syrup.

“Excuse me,” Clara didn’t eat and rushed away from the le.

“May I have a word with you, please?” That’s when Janet also got up, unable to eat in my presence. She made sure Brody left after her, and now I was going to talk to Rollo, uncertain if he was still on my side.