The Rouge ls a Female Alpha Novel - Chapter 223

Chapter 223 Lycannar I watch her stare at her reflection one last time before lowering the thin curtain to cover the mirror . Gently , she walks up to the table and takes a seat on the chair across from me . She looks ... utterly lovely in her nightdress , and for a brief moment I can only stare at her bare shoulders and the curve of her neck . For some reason , I wish I were close enough to press a kiss against her tender , milky skin . But just as the thought rises , it dies when my eyes meet hers . Our gazes lock briefly .

She had said no , and that has hurt me more than anything ever has . I try to understand , but I can't . She said she loves me . Doesn't that mean that whatever happens , we face it together ? Or have I misunderstood what love means ? Is the love she feels for me different ? I lower my gaze , burying the questions , and reach for the dinner laid out before us . I open the gaze fixed dish , pick up a piece of cutlery , and hand her the other . She hesitates . I can feel her on me , but I keep my eyes on the plate . " Thank you ," she mutters softly , finally accepting it .

We begin to eat in silence , but my appetite is gone . The beasts in me , who have always loved to consume their fill , are quiet tonight . After only three bites , I set the food aside and reach for the goblet of water , drinking slowly . Then I rise from the chair and pour myself the nightly potion to calm the beasts . After swallowing it down , I walk to the bed , sit , and bury my face in the hollow of my palms , sighing heavily to stay composed . Seconds pass , then minutes .

At last , I climb fully into bed , lying back as my eyes lift to the beautiful sketch of Zephyrine's face etched in memory . I want her , just as always . I want her as I always do , but she ... she does not seem to feel the same about me . And that breaks my heart . I lower my gaze , pull the blanket over myself , and try to force sleep . The sound of her clearing the table carries through the chamber . Dishes clinking . Water running faintly from the kitchen . Minutes later , she returns , her steps pausing in the middle of the room .

1/3 I hear nothing more from her , no movement , and curiosity prompts me to crack my eyes open . She is staring at my ankles . A small frown creases her brows as she walks closer and sits on the edge of the bed , her fingers reaching for me . Instinctively , I pull back at the last moment . " Don't touch it , " I say quietly . Her eyes lift from my legs to my face . " Why ? Because I'm not your woman anymore ? " I raise an eyebrow . Is that anger in her voice ? And why does she sound as though I said such a thing ? " You're the one who declared yourself single , Zephyrine . Not me .