NovelEnglishChapter 370 Shadows of Yalvaria + Peade As soon as they stepped outside the Sinclair estate, Tessa yanked her hand away from Nathan like she'd just- touched something filthy.
She crossed her arms and glared at him, cold and unflinching.
Nathan didn't flinch under her glare. If anything, he leaned into it-his lips curved in a twisted smile as he licked his lips slowly, like he was barely restraining the urge to pin her down and mark her on the spot.
"Tessa," he said, voice thick with satisfaction, "you've been hiding for years. And I finally found you." She didn't answer. Hiding?As if I ever had a reason to run from you.
"Nathan, I don't care why you're here. I'm not going back with you. So do yourself a favor-go back to wherever the hell you cfrom." Her tone was final. Dismissive. Like she couldn't care less if he stayed or vanished into thin air.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNathan's smile faded into something colder. "I Heard you've got a boyfriend now.
"That's none of your business." Her voice was flat and detached.
Nathan's expression darkened in an instant. His face turned cold, and a low, dangerous red burned behind his eyes-possessive and unrelenting. Looked like Mr. Walter hadn't been lying after all.
"Tessa, you're mine," Nathan growled. "Have you forgotten that?" He still clung to the delusion that Tessa was his Luna reborn-his destined mate. And in his mind, that meant no one else had the right to touch her.
Tessa let out a cold, bitter laugh. "Yours? Since when? Nathan, have I not made myself clear? I belong to no one. Never have." Nathan chuckled, but it was the kind of laugh that didn't reach his eyes. "No. You belong to me. Only me." She'd stopped trying to explain. There was no getting through to him-not when he was locked in fantasy of his own making.
"Con," he said suddenly, softening his voice. "We haven't seen each other in years. Let's grab a bite and catch up." He said it like they were long-lost lovers. His voice was gentle, but the command beneath it was. unmistakable.
In Nathan's mind, they were already fated mates. Everything that happened back in Yalvaria had sealed it -she was his, whether she accepted it or not.
Tessa frowned and took a step back. "I'm not hungry. Go eat alone." Her voice turned razor-sharp. "And as someone who used to call you a friend"-she stressed the words "I'll remind you, this is Navoris, not Yalvaria. You don't get to throw your weight around here." Looking at Nathan now, her thoughts drifted back five years.
Back then, she hadn't awakened her wolf yet. She was left in Falindale with nothing- defenseless, bullied to the edge of death.
ne girl, 1/2 Chapter 370 Shadows of Yalvaria She'd nearly been killed by bullies one night. Would've been, if not for Samuel. 64% 18 Pearls He didn't ask questions-just looked at her and said, "You want to get stronger? Cwithto Yalvaria. There's a training camp out there. It's hell. But you'll cout of it different. Even if your wolf never wakes, you'll know how to survive." She said yes without blinking.
And that's where she met Nathan.
She was a feral cat in a world of wolves-silent, cornered, and all sharp edges.
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In the fight pits, she was all blood and rage-screaming like a beast with a blade clenched tight in her fist. In the mess hall, she'd curvint corners using her body to shield her food.
And Nathan? Nathan was the one who kept pushing. Relentless. Unshaken. He was a slow-burning obsession-steady, constant, slipping past her guard no matter how hard she tried to keep him out. She'd passed out during a subzero wilderness drill. He stripped off his own gear and wrapped her up, then carried her over six miles through a blizzard. Her fingers clawed into his shoulders, drawing blood-but he never let go.
She'd refused to drink with a training officer and got locked in solitary. Nathan sat outside her cell all night, stomping out every venomous spider that dared crawl near her window.
On her birthday, she hid in the storage shed, gnawing on stale bread just to keep her stomach from m growling Somehow, Somehow, Nathan showed up with a piece of chocolate-God knows where he got it. He carved into the foil wrapper with his boot knife writing, "Even crybabies deserve a little joy." That's when she realized-every tshe'd cried in secret, he'd been watching. Watching through the cracks in the door, never saying a word.
His care had been clumsy... But it got through to her. Little by little, it slipped past her defenses and settled where no one else had reached.
She started getting used to him. To the hot coffee, he handed her every morning without a word To the way he alway's walked half a step behind her, just off her left shoulder. And sometimes-without meaning to-she'd find herself looking for him in the crowd during training. 1.8K
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