Chapter 791
Baxter:
I didn’t know where I had messed up, but Madeline had clearly caught on to
something.
At the time, I couldn’t respond to her because my wolf kept shutting me down.
A battle raged inside me. I kept telling my wolf that I wanted to talk to Madeline, but
all he did was stir up chaos within me.
He made one thing very clear.
If I reached out to Madeline or became romantic with her again, he would shift in public the first chance he got.
So I decided to keep him under control.
At the same time, I couldn’t let Madeline believe I was over her.
I never could be.
Even the thought of losing her again drove me crazy.
When Madeline took her things to Bodhi’s room and decided to sleep there, I quietly returned to my own room.
After taking a shower and changing into a pair of black shorts, I stepped back out, expecting to find her lying in my bed.
I thought she was just trying to make a point.
But she wasn’t there.
‘Well, we got rid of her ourselves,’ my wolf muttered inside me.
My fists clenched.
As I started walking toward the door, my wolf resisted again.
“What are you doing?” he growled, refusing to let me move any farther.
“I said stop toying with me.”
I slammed my hand against the wall.
“Fine. If you want a fight, then we’ll have a war.” My voice came out as a clear threat.
“What?” Axe scoffed. “Don’t you remember what I told you?”
His threat echoed through my mind.
“I remember it very well,” I shot back. “I also remember that I upset my wife, and now she’s sleeping in our children’s room instead of beside me.”
I hissed through my teeth as I paced across the room.
“Axe, don’t you feel even a little bit that your mate is in pain?” I shouted. “Do you have any idea how long it’s been since she came back here? How long it’s been since we were finally reunited? Have you forgotten what our daughter told us? Have you forgotten everything Madeline went through?”
I stopped for a moment, trying to steady my breathing.
“And if, after hearing all of that, you still don’t feel her pain, then let me tell you something.”
I looked straight ahead, my jaw clenched.
“You’re not the Axe I know. Blocking my memories won’t get you anywhere. Our children have already told me everything.”
I took a deep breath.
“The woman I met again—” My voice softened. “Trust me, I’ve fallen hopelessly in love with her all over again.”
I smiled to myself despite the ache in my chest.
“You don’t need to give me my old memories back. I’ll make new ones with her.”
As soon as I said those words, my vision blurred.
A tear rolled down my cheek.
My wolf let out a low, irritated growl, clearly angered that I was crying for the woman he hated.
“Fine,” he muttered. “Go beg her to
come back to bed with you. But
that’s it You don’t get your wel
every night.
He had finally given in, sensing how desperately my body longed to be close to her.
I didn’t answer him.
I simply walked out of my room and headed for our children’s bedroom.
I pushed the door open and quietly stepped inside.
Madeline was lying on the couch.
The moment she sensed me enter, she went completely still and squeezed her eyes shut.
A narrow gap in the curtains allowed a strip of moonlight to fall across her face.
She was pretending to be asleep.
I walked over and crouched beside.
the couch, resting my forearms
against the armrest while shepnet
only inches away.
“Come to bed,” I whispered, careful not to wake the children.
“I’m comfortable here,” she whispered back.
“Madeline, come on. Don’t be stubborn.” Keeping my voice low, I reached for her hand.
She immediately tucked it beneath the blanket.
“This couch is huge and comfortable,” she replied bitterly. “You should go sleep in
your own bed.”
I gently brushed a few loose strands of hair behind her ear.
My daughter’s words kept replaying in my mind.
My own friends had taken advantage of Madeline the moment they learned I was gone.
They had taken advantage of my death of my absence. They had looked at my wife with filthy intentions.
The thought made my stomach twist.
I was already wondering how I was
going to get back to the werewolfet
land and into the prison where they were being held.
I was glad they were still alive.
They weren’t going to die that easily.
“Madeline.”
I placed a hand on her shoulder before gently cupping her cheek with my fingertips.
“Come on. Come to bed,” I whispered again.
She didn’t say a word.
She simply shook her head.
Taking a deep breath, I stood with my hands on my hips.
Then I pulled the blanket away.
She didn’t resist.
Not even when I slipped one arm beneath her back and the other beneath her
thighs, lifting her into my arms.
She immediately buried her face against my chest.
A smile spread across my lips at the closeness.
Holding her carefully, I carried her back to our bedroom, determined to spend the
night with her in my arms.