---- She was giggling, with her head thrown back and he sat beside her with a bottle of alcohol in his hand His eyes stay fixated at the amber flames of fire burning in front of him and she leans closer to whisper something in his ear.

He didn't react to her words.

His eyes....

Those deep green eyes don't even blink.

And I see him take another swig from the bottle.

Her manicured fingers slowly trail up his biceps.

Those huge boobs of her were spilling out of that plunging neckline of her top and she rubs it against his arm.

He doesn't stop her.

He doesn't move back And it shattered something inside me.

Something which couldn't be built back.

A thousand glass shards pierce into my chest or rather my heart and I felt like I was bleeding from the inside.

Wounds have stitches to stop the blood.

---- eee But this wound? How can I stitch it when I can't even see it? T move back and hid behind a tree yet I couldn't stop my eyes from stealing peeks of what they were doing.

Why do you care now? It was you who rejected him.noveldrama

It's not like he is cheating on us when you never accepted him.

He has the right to move on.

To have a family and to love someone who loves him in return.

My wolf speaks and I couldn't deny her.

She is right.

T pushed him away.

So who was I to stand in his way? ---- Chapter 328 In the early morning light, I sit on one of the stools, look at my reflection in the mirror and adjust my mask, raking my fingers through my wet short cut hair.

Lucas step out of the shower, our eyes connect but neither of us say anything.

Was he still angry at me for last night? I don't like this awkwardness between us.

T thought I made a friend here.

My hands clench into fists in front iof my chest and I gulp before speaking.

Tam sorry for last night.

It was really not my place- I couldn't complete as I feel something dropping on my head and blinding my vision.

A towel.

I try to push it out of my hair when I feel two warm hands stop me.

My efforts seize.

---- os It's chilly today.

Do you plan to flare a headache going out with wet hair? My hands drop and I gulp as I feel him rubbing my wet tassels with the towel.

A smile morphs on my lips.

I guess we were back to normal.

Through under the towel I could see him standing right in front of me.

His strong thigh touching my knees I couldn't help ask.

Do you give this special treatment to all your roommates? Or am I special.

He tugs on the towel, lowering it, making those rogue strands of my hair to fall on my forehead and I flicker up my eyes to look at him.

Our eyes connect.

Damn those eyelashes.

I didn't notice them before but its like moon goddess has spent hours curling them to perfection.

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