Lillian’s POV
“He said he would return in the evening,” I said softly while I looked at myself in the mirror again.
“So?” Maila asked.
“What do you mean? We have to look good,” I answered seriously while I brushed a strand of hair from my forehead.
I was putting on a night robe which looked nothing like something you can sleep in. It was silky yet had some beautiful diamonds on the side of my neckline, it also had red rose flowers and little stars on it. I was very happy that it had stripes that showed off my shoulders and the white hair covering my back made the dress look even more appealing. I wasn’t fully confident in my body but it looked much nicer than it would have back then. My face was natural and I wanted it that way.
“Stop it already,” she said, making me roll my eyes in annoyance.
“If he is going to dress up for us, the least we could do is try and do the same,” I answered.
“What makes you think he would even do his best to look good for us? He might just put on clean, ironed clothes and come over,” she said as I walked out of the bathroom.
“I don’t care because that too would make a difference,” I answered seriously.
“Why did you even say that to him?” She asked in a low growl.
“Don’t act as if you didn’t feel it,” I answered and then sat down at the edge of the bed.
When he said he was going to start avoiding us, a lot of thoughts invaded my mind at that moment, and we felt different types of emotions. Among those emotions was fear, and among those thoughts was Leah. We didn’t want to push him into her arms in any way or let anyone take him away. In an instance, I found myself telling him what I had thought about briefly to myself, and Maila was just there hoping he would take the bait of coming back to us. When he said how he was going to do his best whenever he was about to come and visit, we felt relieved.
“He gave his word to never see that bitch,” she growled.
“Yes, but that doesn’t mean she will easily give up,” I answered and then quickly got to my feet, rushing to the door and opening it before he could knock.
My mate stood there with his hand raised in a fist. He wanted to knock, so I interrupted him.
Did I seem desperate?
“I can close the door and you can knock again if you…,” I cut my sentence short in shock.
His hair was cut! Why?
“Your hair?” I asked dumbly.
“Oh this, does it look bad?” He asked, then brushed his hand through it.
“No,” I answered, then swallowed hard.
Although it was different, it still looked very good.
“I wanted it very short but Light refused; he said it would be a waste to cut it like that. He then trimmed the sides and back,” he answered as I looked at him from head to toe.
“Do you prefer very short hair as well?” He asked and then chuckled nervously.
He was putting on silver and black earrings for the first time, and he was in a dark red shirt, black jacket, and dark blue jeans with Jordan sneakers. Three buttons were left undone, and he smelled absolutely amazing, like he was going out on a date or to watch a movie.
“You don’t like it?” He asked in a low tone.
“I like it, gosh, I like it very much!” I exclaimed, surprising him.
I cleared my throat and then composed myself.
“I love it when you grow out your hair. But if I am to be honest with you right now, you look okay,” I said softly.
“Thank you, but you look like a goddess,” he answered.
“Me?” I asked as I looked at myself.
I knew I didn’t look horrible, but I wasn’t that beautiful, and comparing me to a goddess was a little too much.
“Of course, you look like a goddess, so don’t doubt my words,” he answered, then grabbed a strand of my hair and leaned in to smell it. Just watching him made me feel so embarrassed, and it also made my heart flutter.
“Your scent also smells so alluring and captivating,” he whispered.
I quickly took a step back as a strand of hair fell from his hand.
“I’m sorry if the truth made you feel uncomfortable,” he apologized with a warm smile.
“It’s okay,” I said and then turned to go back when I stopped.
No, I wasn’t going to let him lie anymore.
“It’s not okay,” I said seriously and then turned back and faced him.
“It’s not okay to lie,” I said coldly.
“What do you mean by lie?” He asked seriously.
“You don’t have to say nice things to make me feel special when I already know the truth, I’m not that pretty,” I answered.
“You, pretty? Fuck no,” he said as I felt my heart ache.
“Let’s kill him,” Maila commanded.
He took a step forward, closing the space between us and looking into my eyes.
“You are more than that! You are gorgeous. Fuck, you are very beautiful and sexy, the most beautiful she-wolf or woman I had ever laid my eyes on,” he said seriously with emphasis.
“What of…,” I stopped myself from finishing the sentence.
“Leah? She’s pretty alright, but she has nothing on you,” he answered.
“I’m fat,” I pointed out.
“Hell no, you are curvy, and I’m so much in love with that,” he answered.
I moved my hands to my cheeks and then smiled shyly.
“I have white hair,” I whispered.
“It’s unusual but very unique,” he answered.
“I eat a lot,” I said.
“I noticed yesterday and found it adorable,” he answered as my heart began beating rapidly.
“I easily get jealous,” I said, then lowered my head.
When a few seconds went by, I got concerned and raised my head to look at him.
I was surprised to see him smiling widely.
“I’m worse, to be honest. Anyone who flirts with you or dares to look at you in any sexual way would lose his or her head,” he answered as I dropped my hands.
“What else?” He asked and then tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
I bit my lower lip, then sighed softly.
“I’m a virgin,” I said in a labored breath.
He dropped his hand, and his expression turned cold and painful.
“I didn’t mean it like that. I don’t want to have sex with you or anything,” I said quickly.
“So you want to do it with another?” He asked in a low growl as I quickly stepped back.
I was making him angry. What was wrong with me?
“I’m sorry,” I apologized in a low tone.
“No, you don’t have to apologize. The one who should is me for being so reckless and disgusting,” he said sadly, then lowered his gaze.
I didn’t want him to cry again. I quickly stepped forward and moved my hand to his cheek.
“Well, you didn’t keep yourself pure, but I did,” I whispered as he looked at me sadly.
“I know, and I’m really sorry,” he whispered back.
“Back then I did it for you. That’s why I would appreciate it if you start reserving yourself for me and doing things with me that you have never done with any woman or she-wolf,” I said with a heavy heart.
“I swear I’ll never lay a hand on any female or do anything with them that I should do with you,” he answered seriously.
I moved and wrapped my arms around his waist.
That’s all I needed to hear, and Maila was happy because she couldn’t detect any lies from his words.