Chapter 91
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Demir had stolen her from him. He didn't even know, he didn't even feel. Mirela was alive all the time while he had suffered thinking that she was gone. His heart ached for her, he didn't know how to face her, he was guilty because he didn't get her back. She had waited for eighteen years for him. Ascian lowered his head and looked at his hands, his hands trembled remembering the time he passed without her.
But now she's back but he didn't have the heart to welcome her because of the guilt inside of him. Ascian remembered the way she looked at him as he walked out of the house breaking her heart. He couldn't understand why he said that to her. His mind was a mess because of everything. He killed Demir but he still couldn't get over the thing which had happened to her without his knowledge.
He walked through the pack while looking everywhere, he wanted to calm his mind and talk to Mirela once he was back home but he didn't know what to say to her after how he acted in front of her because of his nervousness. He was scared that he would lose her again so he didn't want to look at her or spend time with her knowing that it would give him nothing but endless pain.
Time passed as it was already getting dark. He sighed and decided to go home. Then walking towards the house he looked at a place and looked at a certain place which reminded him of the deep past. It was the time when he took Mirela first here. She ran everywhere telling him that his pack was really amazing. Then this was the place she stopped and looked at flowers telling him that he was handsome and she liked him so much.
His lips subconsciously curled upwards remembering it, then he went home quickly wanting to see her and talk to her. Entering the house, he walked into his room as he searched for Mirela, but he didn't see her. Thinking that she must be with Ahren, he walked towards Ahren's room. Then when he was about to knock, he was stopped by Atarah's presence next to him. Lowering his head, he took a good look at his son's mate before smiling at her.
She bit her lower lip and lowered her head as he smiled. Then she again looked at him and sighed as she parted her lips to speak. Ascian was really satisfied seeing how gorgeous Ahren's mate was, he was just happy for Ahren. Just like he got the most gorgeous woman as his mate years ago, Ahren had also gotten a girl with an incomparable beauty.
"Did you see aunt?" She asked him. Ascian sighed hearing her calling Mirela aunt. Isn't she the daughter in law of this house? Why act so shyly? He groaned and looked at her blue eyes which were similar to Mirela.
"Why don't you call her mom? Anyways you're going to live here so it's better if you call her that'' she bit her lower lip and waited for a while before nodding her head at Ascian. Looking at her, his heart filled with love. She was just a small girl. Seeing her, he couldn't help but recall the things Demir said.
Demir had killed his daughter by forcing Mirela to have an abortion. His heart clenched. He couldn't bear the pain inside of his heart with that thing. He didn't get a chance to cuddle a daughter who looks like Mirela. Taking a deep breath, Ascian patted Atarah's head before parting his lips to speak.
"Dad, where's momma?" hearing Ahren's voice, he turned and looked at Ahren who had a weird face. Mirela is not here? He thought that she was with Ahren. His heart tightened, he stared at Ahren for a while not knowing what to do.
"She's not with you?" he asked Ahren. Then he shook his head and stared at Ascian. Ascian's heart hammered against his chest. Where did she go? Did she leave because he talked to her like that? His mind started to curse himself for hurting her by his words. Clenching his jaws, he lowered his head before turning to leave.
"Dad… I thought she was with you." hearing Ahren, he stopped. But without replying to him, he just simply walked out of the house wanting to find her. She had left, of course as a woman with high pride it was possible for her to leave after he said something like that to her. Pressing his lips together, he walked towards the forest.
Then he waited for a while and thought about every possible place where Mirela could go. Thinking about everything, he guessed that she must have gone to her old house. He didn't have to guess it, he knew it because there was nowhere for her to go if it was not her old house. Walking into the forest he took off his clothes and shifted into his wolf before running away taking his clothes in his mouth.
After running for some time, he arrived at the pack. Shifting back, he changed into his clothes. Then walked into the pack as it was already the night time. Stopping in front of the house where Mirela lived, he looked at it as he saw the lights of the house were on. She was here and he knew it. Taking a few steps, he entered the house. Walking through the house, he saw that everything was cleaned and there was no dust.
She had cleaned everything. His mind started to recall the heartbreaking scene he witnessed in this house years ago. Stopping in front of the same room, he saw that Mirela's brother's mate was raped and he pushed open the door. Then he saw Mirela who was sitting on the bed, while staring at a picture.
He walked towards her, then looked at the picture as he saw that it was the picture of her brother and his mate. There were a few water drops on the glass of the picture and he knew it was her tears. Feeling that he was there, she raised her head and looked at him. Looking at her big watering blue eyes, his heart tightened. He clenched his jaws and stared at her not knowing how to comfort her.
He arranged for her years ago by killing her brother's murderer and her sister-in-law's rapist. But he still didn't know how to comfort her. Looking at him, she wiped her tears and looked away from him. Then she got up from the bed and placed the picture on the bedside table. Watching it for a while, she clutched the dress she was wearing so tightly.
"What are you doing here?" her voice was calm and cold. He knew she was angry at him. Without answering her, he walked towards her and warped his arm around her slim waist. Her body hasn't changed at all. Still the same, still slim and curvy as always,
"Don't touch me" shaking his hand away, she looked at him angrily before walking past him. Ascian couldn't help but sigh seeing that the same bad temper of hers was back. Ignoring her anger, he pulled her to him and hugged her against his chest tightly. He missed her, he just simply missed this woman for years.
"I missed you too," he muttered, hugging her against his chest. Soon, he felt pain against his chest and he lowered his head and looked at Mirela who was biting his chest with anger. He chuckled and kissed her head. She was really angry at him. She was still cute and he fucking loved the way she got angry at him.
