Chapter 116: He Knew?
Chapter 116: He Knew?
Rebecca’s POV
I couldn’t believe it.
He knew? He actually knew it was me in Stephanie’s body? How the fuck did he find out? Did I make it that obvious?
No, wait... look at the tight grip on my arms, the panic hiding in his anger. He’s pushing too hard. He’s trying to make me admit it. The truth hit me like cold water. He didn’t know for sure. He had his doubts, but he still wasn’t completely certain. He was looking for answers, hoping I would break down and tell him he was right.
I forced my face to look completely blank and confused. I didn’t pull away from his hard chest, but I let a deep frown show on my face.
"What on earth are you talking about?" I asked, my voice sounding completely doubtful. "It wasn’t me. I was never in anyone’s body. What crazy thought makes you think I was inside Stephanie?"
Kaden’s grip tightened, his fingers digging into my skin as his jaw clenched hard. "Don’t lie to me, Rebecca! I know it was you. The way you looked at me, the way you spoke, the attitude—Stephanie doesn’t act like that. It was your soul behind those eyes, and you know it."
I let out a sharp, bitter laugh, tilting my chin up to look down at him. It was time to make him completely lose his temper.
"Alpha Kaden, stop this ridiculous act," I snapped, letting a wave of pure anger fill my words. "Act like a man for once in your life. You want Stephanie. You thought I was never going to wake up from that coma, so you moved on and told her all your feelings. But now, seeing that I am finally awake, you are panicking. You’re making up this crazy soul-swap story just so you don’t look bad!"
A clear shake ran through his huge body. The frustration on his face turned into pure pain, his green eyes flashing wildly as he tried to find the words to fight back.
"You don’t have to lie to hide what you did," I pressed on. "It’s not like I matter to you anyway. I’m just your breeder. Your sex slave, remember? That’s all I am in this pack. If you like Stephanie, then just be with her. I don’t care."
"Rebecca, shut up—"
"No, I won’t shut up!" I yelled back, twisting my arms hard to pull away from his grip. "Go back to the girl you love and leave me the hell alone!"
I turned around to take a step away from him, ready to leave him alone with his messy thoughts.
But I didn’t even make it two inches.
A heavy, rough hand wrapped tight around my wrist. With a sudden, powerful pull, Kaden yanked me backward. Before I could even scream, his other hand gripped the back of my neck, his fingers twisting into my chocolate hair, and he slammed his lips hard down onto mine.
It wasn’t a gentle kiss. It was a desperate, angry collision fueled by all the frustration and anger he had been hiding behind his cold mask.
I gasped in shock, and he used that second to deepen the kiss, his tongue invading my mouth, claiming me with a wild, hungry hold. The familiar, strong scent of mint and dark wood wrapped around my senses, making my head spin instantly.
For a split second, my body betrayed me. A spark of pure, white-hot heat ignited deep in my chest, and my hands instinctively wrapped around his broad shoulders. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird. God, why does his touch still do this to me? Why do I still want the very monster who broke me?
But then, the bitter memory of his cruelty rushed back into my mind. Anger, cold and sharp, snapped me out of the haze.
I curled my hands into tight fists against his chest and pushed with every bit of strength left in my weak body. I twisted my head hard to the side, ripping my lips away from his tight grip.
"Let go of me!" I screamed, my breath coming in ragged, short gasps.
Kaden didn’t let go completely, but his grip loosened a bit. He stayed hovering over me, his chest heaving up and down against mine. His green eyes were completely dark with a mix of anger and raw desire, his lips wet from the kiss.
I glared up at him, my cheeks burning with a mixture of rage and shame. I hated that he was right. I hated that a part of me still melted whenever he came near.
Kaden’s jaw clenched so hard a small muscle ticked violently. "I told you, I don’t want Stephanie! Why can’t you get that through your stubborn head?"
"Because you’re a liar, Kaden!" I yelled back, my voice cracking as a stray tear finally escaped and slipped down my cheek. I quickly brushed it away, refusing to let him see my weakness. "You change your mind every single day. One minute I’m your hated prisoner, the next I’m your breeder, and now you want to pretend you care about me? Pick a lie and stick to it!"
He stared at me, the anger in his eyes suddenly breaking into something that looked close to pure pain. He looked like a man trapped in a cage of his own making, desperately looking for a way out but finding only walls.
Slowly, his hand drifted down from my neck, his rough fingers brushing against the cold silver edge of the choker locked around my throat. My breath hitched at the touch.
"I’m not lying," he whispered, his voice dropping into a low, broken tone that sent a shiver straight down my spine. "If you could just look past your anger for one second... you would see the truth."
I slightly opened my mouth and tried to speak, but the words completely died in my throat. I wanted to scream at him, to push his hand away from my neck, to demand what the hell he meant by the truth.
But before a single sound could leave my lips, Kaden suddenly dropped his hand.
He didn’t say another word. He just stared at me for one last agonizing second, his green eyes dark and unreadable, before he abruptly turned on his heel and walked away.