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Chatper 194
Chatper 194
Chapter 194
“…I call the shots?”
Janet lowered her voice.
She stared right into his eyes, “…You will do whatever I have in mind?”
His breathing became rough. His gaze was intense.
“Yes,” he murmured hoarsely, his lips only an inch away from hers. “… Anything.”
“Well then…‘
She placed a hand on his firm chest, feeling his quickened heartbeat.
“I want us to go into the packhouse now, head upstairs, back to our rooms, get into the bed, and go to
sleep.”
He froze.
Janet couldn’t help but burst out laughing–the look on his face!
“It isn’t fair!” he protested, “I want the rein back in my hand!
“Too late. You already handed that to me. I call the shots here.” she giggled, “And now I am asking you
to go to bed like a big boy.”
He stared at her laughing face.
“When was the last time he made you laugh like this?” he asked abruptly.
A smile froze on her lips.
“…There are happy times,” she said after a pause.
“You are lying to yourself.” he said deeply, “You know that the only thing he has ever done to you is to
hurt you.”
Janet lapsed into silence.
“They say that all women enjoy the company of men who can make them laugh. But they always end
up with the men who can make them cry. Is it true in your case, Janet?”
Janet took a deep breath and forced out a smile, “What are you talking about? That is nonsense.”
“Good.” Westin cupped her cheeks with both of his hands, “Then don’t give him a chance to hurt you
anymore. You will have me to protect you in the future.”
Janet couldn’t look him in the eyes, “…It is really getting late, Westin. Let’s call it a day.”
“Fine.”
Westin let go of her, “You go ahead. I will enjoy the wind breeze a little longer.”
Janet nodded and went into the packhouse.
Her body was worn out, but her mind was sharp and clear as ever with thoughts whizzing across her
mind nonstop.
She couldn’t help but think about everything that happened that day.
Casper and Balvina’s wedding, the thieves, Lord Rolf and Lady Priya, the Lycan’s wolf, and Daran….
She wondered to the floor where her room was at.
The bedroom was right down the hallway, but she didn’t want to turn in just yet.
Instead, she pushed open the glass door and stepped into the terrace.
It was a beautiful night tonight, with thousands of twinkling stars surrounding a full
moon.
Westin was right.
What she should be doing right now was enjoying this beautiful night with the company of a man who
could make her laugh.
But for some unknown reason, she didn’t want to be with a Lycan tonight.
Probably because she was intimidated by his wolf earlier.
Just then, she heard a light creaking noise from downstairs.
She leaned against the handrail and looked down.
Right underneath the terrace was a small garden. In that garden stood a swing.
Right now, there was a dark figure sitting on that swing, which was where the creaking noise came
from.
“…Daran!” Janet couldn’t help but call out to him..
The man on the swing looked up abruptly.
The silver moonlight illuminated his astonished face.
“Janet!” he gasped, “What are you…”
She was suddenly in the mood to mess with him.
“Catch me!” she cried.
Daran shot up from the swing. And the next second, she had climbed over handrail and fell off from the
terrace.
A pair of steady arms caught her before she crushed to the ground.
That was thrilling!
Janet started giggling.
“That was 6th–floor high!” Daran snapped. His tone was harsh.
“Yes, but you will catch me. I know you will.”
He tightened his arms around her waist, “Nevertheless, it is still way too dangerous-”
the
She pouted and jumped out of his arms, “Why do you have to be such an old man with no fun? I am
leaving.‘
She threatened to storm away but secretly hoped that he would stop her. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.
And he did.
He caught her wrist just in time.
“…Don’t go.”
His voice was deep and hoarse, “Stay…for a little longer, will you? Do you want to play the swing? I
can push you.”
She smiled and turned to sit on the swing
He went to stand behind her and gave a gentle push on her back. The swing made a creaking sound in
the silent night.
He spoke up after a while, “…We have a similar swing in Riverside Pack. Under the palm tree in the
front yard.”
“Yes, I asked the servants to build me one after I became Luna.”
“And what about this one? You had this one built after you came back to Blood Moon Pack?”
“Yes,”
She paused, and then said slowly, “When I was your Luna, I would sit on the swing and wait for you to
come back from the council chamber. I hoped you could at least spend some time with your wife after a
long day of work and we could chat a bit…But you were always in a rush. No time to chat, and
definitely no time to hang out and play the swing with me.”
She looked up at the full moon overhead, “So after I came back to Blood Moon Pack, I asked Casper to
build this swing for me, exactly like the one I had in Riverside. And this time, I finally had people to
hang out with, maids, soldiers, friends…I was finally
not alone.”
He didn’t say anything for a long moment.
Only his breathing became heavy.
“…I am losing this, aren’t I?” he asked abruptly.
She tapped the ground with one foot and halted the swing to a complete stop. She turned on the swing
and raised her head to look at him, shocked:
“What are you talking about?”
“This fight between me and Westin…I am losing.”
Janet bit her lips, stunned.
Daran was a proud man and, at the same time, never revealed too much of his personal emotions.
This was the first time she saw him this defeated and vulnerable.
She should feel happy because it was finally her turn to hurt him and to make him afraid of losing her.
But revenge didn’t taste as good as she had imagined.
“That is the conclusion that you drew after tonight? That you are losing?” she asked. “What else am I
supposed to think?”
“So you are giving up already?”
Janet stood up from the swing.
She glared at him.
She was pissed.
He had always been a tough and determined person. But why suddenly became such a quitter when it
came to her?
Was she really not worth his trouble?
Daran pulled her into his arms abruptly. His hand was on the back of her head, pressing her face
against his muscular chest. She could hear how rapidly his heart was beating.
His shaky voice whispered into her ears, “I am not giving up…I will never give up…not in a million
years…”
“Then what were you whining about just now?”
“I guess I was just too afraid to lose,” he let out an awkward laugh. “I have never been this afraid in my
entire life. The fear of losing you to Westin kept me up at night and haunted me in my dreams…”
She rested her head on his chest, “What do you want me to do then?”
He held her face with both hands and raised her head up.
“Tell me you haven’t ruled me out yet.” he said huskily, “And don’t give Westin some extra credit for
what happened tonight.”
“This is cheating-”
“I know.”
He lowered his head and pecked her forehead, “But I know the referee personally. So will the referee
help me cheat?”