A Gift from the Goddess by Dawn Rosewood novel Chapter 43

Chapter Forty-Three I stared at him in disbelief.

I never thought I was going to see him again, and yet here he was. “...Cai?” was all I managed to say. And then a flood of different emotions hit me all at once, overwhelming me.

… But there was one that ended up prevailing above any other.

I moved so quickly that I almost didn’t even realise I did it... and slapped him across the cheek. Immediately, I stared down at my own hand in astonishment, bewildered at myself as he covered his face. “…I probably deserved that,” he said, and half laughed the whole thing off. “Wow, you really pack a punch these days, Aria.” …Did I actually just hit him? 

I thought I was happy to see him? That I wanted his forgiveness?

But I realised something else, something that had triggered me in the way he spoke.

“You don’t write to me, you don‘t visit, and you left making me think you hated me,” I snapped. “You can’t just show up here, talking like you’re greeting an old friend! You made that fact painfully obvious when you left, Cai.” 

This whole time I thought he‘d hated me. I thought he didn‘t want anything to do with me. And yet he had walked right up, asking me to dance with him, and blurting out some ridiculous old nickname. As if nothing had happened. As if the last two years I’d spent feeling guilty had been for nothing. What had been the point in agonising over what had happened between us when it apparently had meant nothing to him? 1 I could see several people had stopped to stare but I ignored it. I felt too tense to care at that very second.

“I’m sorry, you‘re right... can we please go somewhere and talk?” he asked, his eyes pleading with me.

I wanted to tell him to get lost, that I didn‘t want to see him, but I knew that would be a lie. I couldn‘t deny that a part of me had missed him and that I had wanted to see him again so badly.

“...Fine,” I agreed after a pause.

But, before I could move an inch, a cold voice then spoke behind me. 

“Caius,” I heard Aleric greet.

“Aleric,” came the reply.

The sentiment seemed mutual as the two regarded each other warily. You could feel the tension in the air between them. elementos 

Considering that one of the main reasons I‘d pursued becoming a Beta, rather than just running away, was to ensure a war didn‘t break out between the two of them, it seemed as though my interference was already setting up their political relations on a *great* note….

I turned to Aleric and found he was staring at Cal, his eyes narrowed ever so slightly. He only looked away to give me his attention after I spoke. 

“I‘m sure I‘ll catch you later,” I said with a smile, trying to relax any uneasiness. “But if I‘m not back before your shift, I really do hope it goes well. And make sure you try and relax. It’ll make it easier.”

“Why are you here, Cai?” I asked, ignoring his comment. He leaned against the balcony rail, the night sky and forest behind him. He looked taller, more toned, if that was even possible. “My father thought that it would be best for me to come back and reconnect given it’s been a while,” he said, crossing his arms over his chest. “I had my coming of age about six months ago, so I’m technically here on official ambassador business for a little while... but I knew I had other things to take care of whilst here.” It explained why he looked a bit different. He had his wolf now. His body would have developed more during the process.

“...What other things?” “Like apologising to you,” he said, his eyes staring into mine. “In person, face to face. Not via a dumb letter or just asking about you from Myra.” “...I thought you hated me.” I couldn‘t hide the pain in my own voice as I spoke and I cursed myself for letting him hear it. “You made me think that you didn‘t even consider us friends when you left. I spent years blaming myself for you leaving the way you did.” He looked away from me, seeming guilty at what I was telling him. “So, was I wrong back then?” I asked when he didn‘t answer me. I could feel the tears start to bubble at my eyes. “...Weren‘t we friends, Cai?” My words must have gotten to him as he inhaled sharply and still couldn‘t look at me. It took several moments before he was finally able to reply. 

“…Because I was stupid and not good at handling things,” he admitted, his speech quick as if h e was confessing something that had been weighing him down. “1 reacted in a way that hurt you, that I knew would hurt you, and I still did it anyway.” I wiped at the tear on my cheek angrily. So, it had been on purpose the entire time? He thought that little of me? “The truth is,” he started, trying to calm himself, “I found out only that day I was going to be sent back home… and I was devastated. I was devastated because I didn’t know how to break the news to you, Aria. And so instead of just coming clean… I went and found literally anything else to do other than tell you.”

“I was destructive in my procrastination and it hurt you,” he continued. “A part of me wanted i t to hurt you because, if you hated me, then it would make saying goodbye easier… and I got m y wish, Aria. To the point I’ve been feeling guilty all these years, unsure how to fix it.” “A fucking apology two years ago would have been a good start,” I said bitterly through gritted teeth. “…How could you do that to me after everything we went through?”