The Bully's Hated Mate
The Bully’s Hated Mate – Chapter 49

CASSIA’S POV:

I have never been so embarrassed and yet loved the feel of attention wash over me all at once.

It was a new feeling.

The school bell rang for it’s end and we all started to walk out. I felt a sense of relief as I walked out, hands joined with Lucius’ as we walked out.

I untangled my arms from his and wanted to walk to my own vehicle when my arm was pulled back.

In shock, I turned to see what had happened and Lucius was staring at me with a huge smile on his face.

“What?” I asked, a smile equally forming on my face.

“Come on.” His voice came in a whisper.

It sent tingles down my spine and I found myself giggling at the suspense of what it was we were doing.

We got into his own vehicle and mine trailed behind.

The car was silent, filled only with our even breathing. Maya was fulfilled, she sniffed wildly at his scent and even though I was never going to openly admit that I had actually missed his scent but as I heaved in his scent hungrily, I knew I had missed it desperately..

“Sniffed enough?” I heard him say as I realized I had closed my eyes and was taking in deep breaths.

My cheeks burned, and I knew they must have a good dose of red splashing across its surface to show how embarrassed I really was.

“You didn’t have to do that, you know?” I said, averting my eyes and looking at the window.

Lucius turned in his seat, facing me directly.

I didn’t need to see him to know the position of his sitting. I felt him take my hand, forcing me to turn to look at him. His eyes held so much emotion.

“What do you mean?” He asked, visibly confused.

I sighed.

“I’m not a big fan of public displays and it’s not as if I don’t like the idea of, it but you really went all ou.t” I said, a smile creeping up on me a bit.

“That was the only way I thought to get your attention fast. I needed to show you that you meant alot to me, in the presence of all who needed and who could see it. I wanted to process my emotions, as raw and as complex as I could. I needed to show you that what I felt was intentional.” He said and squeezed my hand.

I looked at our intertwined hands and felt relief and complex emotions erupt from the contact.

He must have noticed my feelings and brought my hands to his lips, giving them a chaste k**s.

“I want you to know that every thing I said, every bit of every word spoken out there was not revised. It wasn’t scripted down. It came from my heart and I meant every word. You mean alot to me and I’m a fool for your love. I’m so sorry that I didn’t realise how much life and light you bring to me. I mean, look at me.” He said and I chuckled in response.

He gesticulated to himself for further emphasis.

“You don’t need to know me enough to know that I have a brightness lighting me up now. I’m speaking to you and I’m free. I feel light, I feel…happy. You’re worth more than I ever showed and I intend to fix that. I’m sorry for hurting you, Cassia. I can’t explain why I did those things but I want to fix it all.” He said again.

I sighed in relief at his words.

I somehow knew that every word he uttered in this car was true and it brought a bandage to every wound he ever caused me.

“You hurt me, Lucius. A lot.” I said, finally replaceing my voice to speak.

His head dropped in remorse.

“I know, and I’m so sorry.” He said again.

This time, he drew closer to me, merging whatever distance that pre existed before him.

I felt our bond growing thick, my body turning on its own accord to the silent rhythm that played in low tempo. Carefully, he took my hands in his, his other hand steadied my shoulder as it gradually crept up to the back of my neck.

His hand engraved the back of my neck, branding it as his as he slowly took over. His movements fluid as he stirred my neck towards his face. My head followed his steps as my gaze fell towards his waiting lips.

There was a force, almost magnetic as my lips opened a bit to welcome his — his soft welcoming lips.

I nearly m****d in pleasure as I got a taste of the familiar surface. I almost didn’t want to let go as my hands crept to the back of his head, deepening the k**s even further.

My hands let go of him and Maya g*****d in frustration.

He was smiling when I opened my half closed eyes.

“I want to show you something.” He suddenly said, birthing interest and suspense within me.

What could he possibly want to show me all of a sudden? I asked myself.

“Take us to the white mountains.” He suddenly said to the mouthpiece he activated in the limousine.

I have heard of the place before. Something about it felt extremely familiar, but I couldn’t quite put my tongue to it as the driver suddenly stopped and stirred in a different direction.

“Where’s the white mountains?” I tried to ask, my eyes darting back and forth to embrace the confusion I was hoping was not being hidden in my expressions or in my voice.

“You think I’m going to kidnap you?” He asked, a smirk forming on his face.

I rolled my eyes in response and scoffed.

“If you ever get lucky, and plus, you’re too big of a jerk to be a kidnapper. It doesn’t suit you.” I said, while looking at an imaginary glint in my nails.

“What? You think I can’t be a good kidnapper?” He asked, astonished.

“Did you say you think you can’t be a good jerkface?” I asked, equally masking his astonishment.

He scoffed at my insolence and I burst out laughing a bit.

“I see, you haven’t changed.” He said, his voice low but friendly.

I regarded him in a lighter note.

“I see you have.” I replied. He smiled at me.

It took less than an hour before I started to recall the surroundings my eyes were constantly catching. It took a minute to realize where we were as the car pulled up behind some well grown bushes.

“Lucius.” I started, as we got down from the car.

“Aren’t we at…” My question didn’t make it out of my mouth as I saw Lucius nodded greatly.

I was confused, why were we here?

“Weren’t you banned by your father to never come here again?” I asked him, suspicion growing jealously in my guts.

“I know I’m not supposed to be here and my dad would probably kill us all but I need to show you one aspect of my life. A part of me that I’ve never shared before and that is one of the most important aspects. I know you’ve probably wondered why I fight?” He asked me and even though I was tempted to really just tell him now that we should go home, I was actually curious to hear what he had to say, and there was a time my heart had burned to know why he would go to fight at a very dangerous place.

“Yes. I’ve always wondered.” I replied.

He walked towards me, holding my hand firmly as he got even closer to me.

“It’s because it’s my escape route. You know how some people go to the woods, have a solo moment, or some people decide hiking is their forte and do the things they like?” He asked and I nodded, hoping he had where he was going with this.

“Well, that’s what this is for me. Fighting helps me release some things I know I naturally can’t release. It helps me know that I am in control and I can box with my demons. It’s more than just a hobby, it’s a survival skill.” He said.

My eyebrows furrowed, trying to process what he meant by all of this. He must have noticed the look on my face as he gave a light chuckle.

“My mother died” He said suddenly, and the mood shifted to a sad note.

“I don’t think I ever told you how she died.” It sounded like he was asking but I nodded my head anyway in agreement.

He has never told me how his mother died, or when his mother died. I never wanted to ask because it was an extremely touchy subject and he was always looking for one way or another to evade my show of affections.

But right now as I gazed into his eyes, I was glad that he was going to reveal that to me in his own time.

“She was killed” His voice croaked.

I already knew this but I didn’t want to rush him

“By rogues.”

My eyes widened in shock.