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Leila slams the door shut, scared and in tears as she runs out of the room and Tatum feels like the door was slammed against his heart.

He would deserve it, he deserves it, he deserves for his heart to be placed under a rock and smashed repeatedly until it's nothing but mush for all the pain that he has caused her, the woman that he loves, his one and only desire. He never thought that it was possible to love her anymore than he already did but fuck, it is, he falls in love all over again everytime he sets eyes on her, his desire grows deeper, taking root in his very soul.

All he wants to do is make her happy, keep the light in her eyes and the smile on her face but how can he even do that when it was he who strangled her happiness, snuffed out the light in her eyes and drained off the smile on her face.noveldrama

He slowly pushes his body up to sit on the floor, leaving the wood in his chest because it is the only thing that can stop him from going after her. The smell of her arousal hanging in the room is driving him crazy, his wolf is thrashing hard in his head, fighting him for control, his cock is so hard, if it gets any harder, it'll burst.

'Mate, I want mate,' his wolf cries in his head, taking control of Tatum's body and he pulls the stake out of Tatum's chest, bolting out of the door in pursuit of Leila.

'No, you'll hurt her, you'll fucking hurt her, stop,' Tatum protests but his body is no longer his and he cannot stop the growl that escapes him as he sees Leila ahead. Leila turns and the fear he sees in her eyes breaks his heart.

No, not fear, she shouldn't be scared of him, he will never hurt her, not again, not ever.

He can handle the hatred in her eyes when she talks to him, he can stomach the anger in her voice but fear, no, she could go away again, leave the pack for good if she doesn't feel safe around him of all people and he can lose her for real this time.

The fear of Leila leaving the pack strengthens his resolve and he wrestles control back from his wolf but he knows it won't be long before he loses it again, the haze is too strong, his cock is throbbing hard with such an immense pain it's like if he doesn't get a release soon, he'll fucking die from it.

He staggers through the corridor, clattering into the walls, bleeding all over the place from the gaping wound in his chest but neither that nor the pain in his crotch matches the pain in his heart.

All he wants is a chance to do right by her, to treat her like the fucking queen that she is, not drive her away like this.

What if she never speaks to him again?

He jumps down a flight of stairs into the basement, his father's old torture bunker where he brought rogues to torture. He needs something that can permanently weaken him

because with how much desil net

he

feels right now, once his wolf takes back control, nothing will stop him from going to her, even into her

fucking house.

He trashes through the chemicals on a counter beside the door, smashing vial after vial until he finds what he is looking for, wolfsbane.

It would slow down his healing and

sap his strength and even if his wolf takes control, his body will be too weak to do anything, this is the only way he can stop himself, it is the

least he will do for her.

He empties the vial down his throat and immediately, he clutches it as the wolfsbane sears his inside, burning his throat, down to his chest like he drank molten from a volcano.

Tatum drops to his knees, clutches

his throat, digging into it with his

claws like he is trying to reach inside his throat to stop the pain, his

wound stops healing, his body shudders violently and he falls to the ground, jerking in pain, blood pours out of his nose and ears and his eyes become red, deep crimson red and full of pain.

'Mate...mate,' his wolf cries weakly, filling Tatum with its pain and desire for its mate.

'I'm sorry but we can't have her, not now, not like this,' Tatum replies, curling up in pain as his body begins to shut down.

He'll never hurt Leila again, never put her in harm's way, he'll die before he lets anything happen to her.

Carmela can try every spell in her book, every trick up her sleeve but he will not be deceived a second time, Leila is his true mate and a second with her beats a thousand lifetimes with Carmela. He loves Leila the same, mate bond or not and all he wants is a chance to redeem himself.