Claimed By The Lycan King (Kaia) novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109

Allie's POV

I haven't spoken to Dylan since he told me he was leaving. Like why would he leave when I was getting used to him being here…even Rhea was getting used to his presence. He knew how to keep me entertained, laughing without a care in the world. Yes, a part of me missed Ryder, but with Dylan, I didn't have to think too much about it because he always found a way to take my mind off it and now, he was leaving just like that.

“We knew this was going to happen." Rhea reminded me.

Of course I knew that, but it happened all of a sudden. He was a Beta and he obviously had to return to his pack as long as he was still a part of them.

Laying on my bed, I thought about how it was going to be once he leaves, if Ryder and I would ever go back to the way we used to be, considering how I haven't spoken to him yet.

I think that I was worried that if I gave him a chance to explain why he acted the way he did, I would end up forgiving him easily and then it'd happen again..

The door creaked open, revealing Dylan, who looked like he still needed to sleep. I turned to the other side, backing him.

“Come on, princess." He called, “you have to let me apologize." He said.

He came over to me, his hands holding me in place before I could turn away again.”I'm sorry. I thought it was the best thing I could do before I leave." He said.

“You were going to hand me over to him…just like that!” I was raising my voice now, the more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

During one of the times that Ryder came to apologize, he mistakenly let it slip that he had spoken to Dylan and knowing both of them couldn't stand each other, I confronted Dylan, asking what their conversation was about and he had no choice but to explain everything.

That hurt me even more than the fact that he was leaving. He tried apologizing then but I was too mad to listen to him. I am calmer now though.

“I didn't want you to be alone after I leave," he started, his hand lifting my chin to meet his gaze. “I'm sorry. I shouldn't have decided for you."

His eyes dropped as he apologized, his voice heavy with guilt. I felt my chest tightened at how small his voice was.

This was exactly why I was avoiding Ryder. Even though in this case, I know he was doing it for my sake…and it looked like it was hurting him just as much.

“Please forgive me." He begged, pouting his lips and I let out a groan before my lips came crashing on his, kissing him. He didn't respond immediately but I wasn't worried about getting rejected and soon enough, he was kissing me back, his hand cupping my face.

The kiss, unlike our other ones, was slow…heated but there was no rush. It felt like we were pouring all our emotions and saying goodbye to each other even without any words.

I gently pulled away to meet his gaze. “Thank you." I told him, and a confused look appeared on his face. But I just shrugged.

Going along with my dumb plan alone and not laughing at me for being pathetic was even enough. Then even when there was no need to pretend, he still stayed by my side.

“When are you leaving?" I asked him after a while.

He looked away, “I was going to leave today…I couldn't bear to see your face and being the reason behind your tears.” He told me truthfully. “But at the same time, I wanted to see you.”

“I would've hunted you down.” I told him and although playfully, I could picture myself doing so. “I have a few words to say to your Alpha." I added.

He chuckled, “would these few words include using your fist?”

I shot him a sheepish grin, "you know me too well.” I said and he started laughing. The warm sound easing the rest of whatever tension I felt.

We laid in each other's arms in silence, no words needed to be said. He was leaving the next day and no doubt I was going to miss him.

The next morning, I woke up annoyed. Dylan was no longer beside me, he must've gone back to his room while I was still asleep and without brushing or washing my face, I pushed myself up from the bed, ready to go to his room but the moment I swung the door open, Ryder was standing there with his hand raised.

“I'm not in the mood to deal with you," I told him, passing beside him.

"I know.” He replied, following me as I went.