The Bully's Hated Mate
The Bully’s Hated Mate – Chapter 39

CASSIA’S POV:

Gradually, Lucius nursed back to health from whatever the hell he got tormented with.

Normally, I would have tried to make him feel comfortable, that is something anybody with a compassionate heart would have done but to be honest, I’d rather walk pigs.

He tried though, to get to talk to me on numerous occasions but I was so done with all of that. Multiple occasions, I have either woken up earlier than usual or later than usual.

I’d have breakfast first with the Alpha king or I’d have breakfast alone, whichever suited me best. He tried on the first day after he recovered to call me for breakfast, but I had ignored him and simply asked a maid to bring my food to the bedroom.

There was no way I was going to follow anybody anywhere, especially him.

Next strike was the sleeping arrangements. I had my tent remodeled and remade, this time, by professionals.

There was no way I was going to share a bed with someone who had unintentionally, or even intentionally tried to get rid of me.

I was not having it.

The day I had my tent made, he had been gone for whatever business suited him. And when he came back, I was straightening some wrinkles on the tent.

I had my things arranged in the tent and more so, I had the tent positioned at a quiet place, away from him and away from the window.

I was not going near him, not by a minute.

I stayed out longer, hoping to make a closing entrance as he walked into the bedroom.

I wanted to see the look of shock that would ross his face the moment he knew I was not going to share a bed with him. I was not going to show care towards him, and I was not going to speak to him.

I loved the shock that echoed loudly as he gazed up and down as I zipped the last space present on the folds of the tent’s entrance, shut. To make sure he was aware that things had changed and that I changed them.

Even though a lot had changed, my attitude towards him, especially, I haven’t stopped thinking about what he said to me back at camp.

I had twisted and turned his words, filtered the words in my mind, the content, the hidden messages and I had found nothing.

I was almost scared that he may have been genuine. He may have been confessing some form of thoughts and actions that he said I influenced. I shook off the shivers that crawled in ecstasy up on spine as Maya growled in acceptance.

I mentally scolded her, reminding her that he had once tried to brutally get rid of us with two insanely large grizzly bears.

She stopped her, growling at once. I smiled at the effect I had.

There was no way I was ever going to forget what he had done, not now, not ever and no amount of trying to make conversations or somehow getting in my space was going to change what I felt towards him.

Anger.

I walked and got to the bend that showed the entrance of the castle. I had wanted to clear my head and I had decided to go for a short stroll, not that I could say it worked but it had it’s perks.

I was about to walk into the palace, the guards already opening the doors for me as I was about to pass through when a maid came out of a corner.

At first, I held a hand to my chest at how much I wasn’t paying attention to.

Which was Lucius’s fault as well.

“Your highness, my apologies! A message for your highness! My apologies again!” The young woman said, bowing profusely to show her sincerity.

I believed her anyway and actually, it was my fault for walking like a zombie with not a care in the world for who was watching, coming towards me or walking a way from me.

“It’s ok. What is it?” I asked, my heart slowing down and returning to it’s normal beats.

I was already packing up enough adrenaline to give Lucius a piece of my mind if he had ordered this maid who stood in front of me to deliver any message to me.

“From whom?” I asked quite impatiently, already calling Lucius out on any s**t he was trying to perform here.

“A letter for your highness” she said. I was puzzled on the last thing she said.

“A letter? For me?” I asked her, taking the letter from a tray I didn’t even notice before.

The letter had a scent that had sea salt mixed with Jasmine. It had curvative handwriting on it as I flipped it over to see what it was.

“Yes, your highness.”

Still standing there, I looked her up and down, and at the same time tried to decipher who had sent the letter.

“Who sent the letter? Was it Lucius?” I asked, temporarily forgetting that his name wasn’t called out in public like that.

The maid, afraid of calling that swat’s name, just shook her head no in response. I mentally rolled my eyes at the fear that possessed her to not be able to call his name.

“Thank you.” I said to her, my full attention on the paper that welcomed my finger tips greedily.

The maid had since walked out and I was itching to sit so bad, so I walked towards my bedroom, still curious about what it was that this letter had in store for me.

I knew if I saw Lucius in the bedroom and I held this in my hands, he would be tempted to ask what it was — either from me or from the maid.

And if he asked me, it would prove difficult to evade his questions and that would make me break my firm oath of silence.

As I got to the bedroom, half expecting Lucius to look up from the bed where I expected him to be laying down like a lost puppy, I was both shocked and pleased that he wasn’t present to see me and know that I had gotten a letter.

Somehow, I wondered where he must have been but at the same time, I rebuffed every emotion that wanted to reach out to him or pity him in any sense.

I sat down on the bed, happy that I got this part of the bedroom to myself right now and with a long haul from my claw, I sliced open the envelope to reveal the shortest card like paper.

I scoffed at first at the audacity of whoever sent it but then, the first line had me glued to the card and it’s contents.

‘Hey! It’s Marcus here.

I know we haven’t been seeing each other and you’re busy ruling the castle and the men and the world all at once, and I know you’ve been really preoccupied, even at school because you’re a badass, but your best friend misses you!!

Come to our spot in the forest today, like right now!! I don’t know if this letter would get to you but hurry and don’t let bugs climb in my ears while I wait for you.

Leave that bed and get your a*s here!’

I nearly cried. I wiped the tear that threatened to fall off my eyes as I folded the letter back and kept it nearly in my tent.

I haven’t seen Marcus in forever and while my life was in shambles, maybe this was what I needed. I needed to see a different person, a familiar face.

It was going to ease off this tension that had blossomed and sprouted out things I wasn’t aware of.

I smiled to myself as I changed clothes to something extremely casual with some boots. I didn’t want bugs climbing into my feet while we talked.

Mentally, I told myself to talk about everything else aside from Lucius. It was better to keep those things private. I was not about to infect Marcus with my problems.

I walked out of the castle towards the woods to our spot, our spot which happened to be the cave that was close to my mother’s old house on the outskirts of the city.

It had been ages since I saw my Mom’s house and as I journeyed there, I felt a huge weight starting to slip away from me.

I got to the cave, hoping that I didn’t take time and my spirit downed a bit. What if Marcus left thinking I wasn’t going to come?

I was tempted to turn back and as I turned back, I heard a leaf rustle.

“And where are you going?” I heard someone say.

I didn’t need to see the person before I knew who it was.

I turned around, my face wearing a grin so big, it cut to my ears and when I fully faced him, I noticed that we were both wearing the same expression.

Happiness.