Fated: The Alpha's Unwanted Luna-Chapter 149: Tell me the truth

Viola’s fingers tightened around the sheet as she bit down hard on her bottom lip while the healer Sebastian had summoned checked for the extent of the damage done to her and treated the small bruises she had sustained from Evan’s hits that had caught her completely off guard and unprepared.

As the doctor hovered over her, her own eyes drifted to Sebastian, who was standing at the glass wall with his back turned to them. He hadn’t spoken a single word to her since he had brought her back to her room and called the healer, but the set of his jaw and the hardness in his silver eyes told her he was furious, not only at Evan, but at her too. She had tried to grip his sleeve and he had brushed her touch away coldly and gone to stand at the far end of the room, away from her bed.

The pain in her stomach had come from the fact that she had already been suffering from period cramps, which affected her far more severely than most she-wolves because she didn’t have their fast healing. It had been the very reason she had stayed in her penthouse and wouldn’t have gone out at all if it hadn’t been for her arriving packages.

Her cramps were always unbearable enough to leave her sick and vomiting for days, but during her four years of living under a Hollow system, Viola had learned to hide her discomfort and bear through the pain alone, for even if she had complained, no one would have given her any medicine to ease it. She would have only received a beating for the trouble.

Now, four years later, she had built enough of a resistance to her monthly pain that it no longer bothered her as deeply as it once had, until Evan had driven a kick directly into her abdomen with the sharp front of his shoe. The pain had been so intense that for a brief, terrifying moment, Viola had almost believed she was going to faint.

The pain had already begun to subside even before the healer arrived, but she couldn’t find the words to assure Sebastian that there was no need to call anyone, not when she knew she had upset him by stopping him from punishing Evan or causing him further pain.

The way Sebastian had coldly turned away from her when she reached for his sleeve had sent a sharp, stabbing pain straight to her heart and made a lump rise in her throat.

They had been in such a genuinely good place with each other, calling every night and talking about the small, unimportant things that only friends talked about. He would even tell her about his work and the documents he was going through while she lay in bed with her phone in hand, watching him quietly until she drifted off to sleep to the soft sounds of his digital pen moving across his screen.

Viola had actually come to enjoy their friendship so much that she had almost forgotten what it felt like to be in the presence of a cold and furious Sebastian, until this moment brought it all back.

She could feel the rage still radiating off him in waves, so strongly that even the healer was slightly clumsy throughout his examination.

Would Sebastian finally stop talking to her and treating her kindly because she had allowed a stupid part of her past to control her actions?

She had always expected the day to come when he would finally decide she wasn’t worth being friends with and shut her out of his life entirely, but she hadn’t expected it to come this soon. So soon that she hadn’t even gotten the chance to know him better...

Viola suddenly felt a wave of sadness consume her heart, her throat throbbing as she turned her eyes away from his cold back and fixed them on the opposite wall, unblinking, for she knew that if she were to blink even once, the stinging heat building behind her eyes would finally break free and release her tears. She wouldn’t cry over something she had already expected to happen...

The healer finished the examination and turned to the supreme Alpha with a nervous swallow before reporting, "I-it’s nothing serious, supreme Alpha. The pain was caused by her menstruation and the kick made it worst, but I have given her a pain relief injection. She will be fine after a few hours of good rest and staying well hydrated."

Sebastian, who had been staring hard at the sky through the glass as though glaring at it could soothe his anger, heard the healer’s words but didn’t acknowledge them and remained where he was, completely still. However, a small and barely noticeable sigh of relief left him, for he had feared real damage had been done to her from the way that scum had kicked her on the floor and the way she had doubled over in his arms, moaning in pain.

Recalling it sent another surge of hot rage tearing through his veins, and he cursed everything that had stopped him from beating the living daylights out of the man, only to realize that it had been Viola herself who had done it. The very person he should have expected to encourage him to avenge her had instead dared to stop him in that moment.

His fury mounted and his silver eyes darkened to a deeper, colder shade. Why would she stop him, and why had she looked so wrenchingly pained as she pleaded for him not to kill Evan? Did she still harbor some ridiculous feeling for a man who hadn’t even hesitated to beat her like she was nothing more than a punching bag In public?

’Does she still love him?’ Sebastian found himself asking Muffin, who was just as furious as Sebastian was, for a mate was never supposed to stand beside another man and plead for his life.

’How about you just ask her? And if you can’t do the asking, let’s shift forms and I will ask her myself!’ Muffin mused, already eager and restless for an opportunity where Sebastian would transform and finally allow him a proper introduction with their mate. But Sebastian wasn’t about to give him that chance yet, for Muffin was not only unhinged, he would absolutely embarrass him.

Sebastian didn’t know how he might react if he asked her and she told him she still loved Evan, but if he didn’t get this off his chest he didn’t think he would find any peace within himself, nor with her. He was angry at her, so deeply angry that it was hurting his chest every time the image of her pleading for Evan crossed his mind.

"Get out," he ordered the healer, who was still standing behind him waiting for permission to leave. The man was more than relieved to hear those two words, for his bones had been quivering the entire time he had been in that room. He bowed his head low and hurried out without a sound.

Viola, who had been keeping her gaze fixed on the opposite wall, felt Sebastian move and saw his shadow fall over her on the bed, but she still didn’t look in his direction, his coldness towards her was too painful to face directly. She was suddenly afraid that he had come closer now to reject her, having finally understood the real reason she had stopped him from punishing Evan.

She tightened her fingers around the sheets and kept her head averted from him, her throat closing in and making it difficult to breathe properly when he didn’t say anything and simply stood there, looking down at her in silence. She knew he was looking because she could feel his eyes burning into her like a laser.

"Tell me the truth, are you still in love with him?" Came Sebastian’s quiet voice, fury simmering slightly beneath it. Though he stood there with the outward appearance of someone who didn’t particularly care about the answer, his clenched fingers were trembling inside the pockets of his trousers, for her reply would determine Evan’s next fate, and then his own feelings toward her.