Chapter 6 Betrayed Again
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The wedding went smoothly.
After exchanging our vows, it was time for the kiss. But the moment turned awkward—we had only known each other for less than three days.
My face flushed. Raymond was sitting in a wheelchair and couldn't stand, but I could.
Awkwardly, I leaned down and brushed my lips lightly against his.
The kiss was fleeting—a brief touch of warmth that lingered for just a second.
I straightened up immediately, my heart pounding.
Inside, my wolf scoffed, "Coward!"
I couldn't help but snap back, "What, should I bite his head off too?"
Still, that fleeting sensation stayed with me. I couldn't put it into words, but when I kissed Raymond, my heart raced uncontrollably.
It reminded me of how I had felt with Jason before—stronger, more intense because we were mates. That pull between us was undeniable.
But… this was different.
This unfamiliar feeling unsettled me. Raymond wasn't my mate, so why was it like this?
Feeling shy, I heard Raymond chuckle softly.
My face burned even more.
Once the ceremony ended and the music started, everyone began dancing on the beach.
I chose to sit by the shoreline instead. Raymond had left earlier, saying his leg was bothering him.
Eileen joined me, sitting down by my side. "Did you tell your grandmother about the wedding?"
Her question brought a wave of sadness over me. My grandmother was the only family I had left. After being driven out of the pack by Beth, she became a rogue.
But she started to lose her mind—she could barely recognize me anymore.
"No," I said, shaking my head. "I haven't seen her in a long time. I'm planning to talk to Raymond about visiting her soon."
"Well... are you planning to go back to school? Without Beth around, you should be able to graduate soon," Eileen asked, referring to our werewolf academy, Moon Goddess Academy. It was where we studied werewolf history, learned to shift, and trained our abilities.
"My wolf is still weak," I admitted, feeling my mood sink. If my wolf didn't regain its strength, I couldn't avenge my parents.
"Caitlyn," Jason called my name.
I turned to face him. Beth wasn't with him. My voice was cold, "What do you want?"
"I need to talk to you. Alone," Jason said.
Eileen, aware of the history between Jason and me, eyed him warily. "Shouldn't you be with Beth right now?"
"I'm not going to hurt her! I just want to talk," Jason snapped, unleashing his alpha dominance.
The force of it was overwhelming, and Eileen struggled against the pressure.
I placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "It's fine."
Eileen hesitated; her eyes filled with concern. "Call me if you need anything," she said before reluctantly leaving.
Now, it was just Jason and me, the sound of waves crashing against the rocks filling the silence.
"Do you really love him, Caitlyn?" Jason asked, his expression complicated.
"I don't understand, Jason. Whether I love Raymond or not doesn't matter—we have no relationship. You're the one who rejected me. Don't you remember?"
"Because you cheated on me with your mate!" Jason shouted, his voice echoing with anger. His brown eyes burned with an emotion I couldn't quite understand.
"I've explained this before—I was set up!" I snapped back.
But I didn't want to keep revisiting the past. "That's enough, Jason. Your fiancée is Beth. If you want to bring up the past, there's nothing left to talk about."
"Caitlyn!" He grabbed my wrist, his grip strong, his actions confusing me even more.
"If you want... we can start over."
"Are you out of your mind?" I stared at him in disbelief. "Your mate is Beth!"
"What if..." he hesitated, his voice lower, "I didn't have a choice?"
His gaze softened, filled with sadness—a vulnerability I'd never seen in him before.
Jason seemed fragile in that moment.
For a split second, I was stunned. "Are you... okay?" I asked hesitantly, stepping closer to him.
But I was wrong to approach.
A piercing scream shattered the calm.
It was Beth. Her sharp voice cut through the air, drawing everyone on the beach toward us.
"You seduced my fiancé, you slut!" Beth screamed, stabbing the air in my direction.
Her eyes were wild, red with fury.
As everyone stared, I realized how it looked. Jason had been standing close to me—too close. To them, it probably seemed like I had started it.
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