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Chapter 60: Elizabeth's POV

"Mom, I promise you it's all just nonsense." Some of my tears were already breaking through. "I'll call you guys later, okay. I need to go."

I hung up the phone before they could say goodbye.

"It's not what you think", Mathew said to me.

I took a deep breath and cleaned up my face. No matter how angry and hurt I was, none of it mattered. I had to go back with Mathew even though he would always return to Megan. I couldn't run from the magical world and I most certainly couldn't run from Raphael. Mathew would need all the help he could get to kill him.

"It's okay, Mathew", I tried to convince myself. "I am the Werewolf Queen. I have responsibilities and I won't turn my back on them. We have a warlock to defeat. That's about the only thing that matters right now."

I didn't even want to look at him. I didn't want to deal with the mess that he and Megan always make. I decided I was going to stay out of it. I would focus on killing Raphael and getting my life back on track.

He didn't say anything. He just looked relieved that I had chosen to go back with him.

"We should head out", I finally said. "Uhm, Mike, Keyon, do you guys mind helping me with these books? I'd like to take them with me."

They both grabbed as many books as they could carry and so did Mathew. I ran back to my bedroom to get a few more books and then got in the car.

***

It was a long ride back to the seat of the werewolf kingdom and the tension in the car was palpable.

I continued reading my books while Phoenix listened to the news on the headsets. We were all quiet. My parents kept calling and sending so many messages that I was forced to put my phone on airplane mode.

I could feel Mathew's eyes on me the entire time. Every time I looked up, his eyes were on me. After some time I decided I wouldn't look up anymore. It was too awkward.

The awkward tension aside, I was actually getting a lot done. Everything was coming back to me quite easily and having Phoenix with me felt like I had two minds in my head to help me catch up. She tackled current events while I brushed up on some old work.

By the time we got back to the palace, my neck felt like it was going to fall of. No one had dared to say anything the entire car ride back.

We all carried the books out of the car. Mathew called a few omegas to come help us, but I insisted that we carry the books ourselves. It was no bother.

I saw Keyon and Mathew heading to the Alpha suite and quickly decided to stop them. There was no way that I would sleep in the same room or suite as Mathew after everything that happened. Even if his suite had multiple bedrooms, I just wasn't prepared to be close to him any time soon.

"Actually, uhm can we put everything in the luna suite? I don't want to mess up Mathew's stuff."

They looked shocked with my request. We all knew I was just making up a lame excuse to not be close to him. Luckily, he didn't fight my request.

I hadn't seen the luna suite yet. Mathew told me it wasn't decorated yet because he was waiting for me to decorate it the way I wanted to.

When Mike opened the doors to the luna suite, we found an all white suite that was barely furnished. It was still big and quite grand, but it definitely didn't compare to the alpha suite because it was practically empty.

"Liz, you can't stay here", Mike complained. "Come stay in the Gamma suite with me. It's much nicer than this."

"No!", Mathew snarled at him and put my books down. "She's staying on this floor. This floor belongs to the King and Queen. She's not going anywhere."

"He's right, Mike", I quickly stepped in. "I have the basics here. That's all I need. Don't worry about me."

He gave me a concerned look, but I assured him I was fine. The Alpha and Luna suite were technically on three floors in the palace, but they were designed in such a way that they joined each other and allowed easy entrance into both suites. Regardless of the design, both suites were huge so I probably wouldn't even run into into Mathew if I stayed here. I wasn't going to try and move to another floor. I would be able to avoid Mathew right here.

"If you guys don't mind, can you please give us some space to talk?", Mathew asked Mike and Keyon. It was a question, but we all knew it was actually an order for them to leave. Mike looked at me first to check if I was okay and I smiled at him to indicate I would be okay.

As soon as they left, I checked for food in the fridge.

"I've asked some omegas to bring groceries to the suite and to make us dinner", he said as soon as I closed the fridge. "They'll be here in a couple of minutes."

I wanted him to leave, but I didn't have the strength to fight him anymore.

I went back to the bedroom and he followed me in there. I took a shower while he waited in the bedroom. When I was done, I put on a midnight blue chemise and a black lacy thong.

Afterwards I sat on the bed, put on my headsets and continued my reading while Phoenix listened to current affairs. Mathew went to take a shower and came back into the bedroom wearing the same clothes from today. I just assumed he didn't have any clothes in here since this was the Luna suite. I was fortunate enough to find clothes for myself in both the Luna and Alpha suite.

When he came back into the bedroom, he sat on the floor and never stopped staring at me. I could feel his eyes on me the entire time.

After about half an hour, there was a knock at the door. A few omegas had brought groceries and our dinner.

"I'm going to go get a few extra blankets for you", he said when he went to go open the door for them.

"There's no need for that. I'll be fine."

"You get cold easily, Elizabeth", he insisted. "You're going to need those blankets."

He left the suite before I could argue any further. I was going to remind him that I literally control fire. I used to get cold easily in the past, but not anymore. I wouldn't need those blankets.

I warmed up our food and started eating while watching a show on my phone. There wasn't a TV in the suite so this was all I could do.

A few minutes later, Mathew returned with two fluffy blankets and took them to the bedroom. Then he grabbed his dinner and sat down on the couch. When I was done with my dinner, I washed my plate and went back to my books. Mathew followed me into the bedroom a few minutes later and sat on the floor again.

"Mathew, it's freezing tonight", I said as I rolled my eyes at him. "You have a perfectly big and comfortable bed in your suite. I'm sure you'll be much more comfortable there."

"I'm a werewolf, Elizabeth. I'll be fine right here."

I scoffed at him. "Fine. Suite yourself."

He took a deep breath and rubbed his temples. "I can't believe I am inlove with a woman who is this stubborn."

"You're joking right?" I looked up at him with a scowl on my face.

"No, I'm not joking, Elizabeth. You're being unreasonable right now and you know it."

I almost threw my books at him. After everything that happened today, I couldn't believe that he was trying to blame me.

"Let me get this straight" I closed the book I was reading and sat up straight on the bed. "Your fiancé catches you red handed with your mate. You leave your mate to go be with your fiancé. Your mate finds out you and your fiancé have been sleeping together. The breaking news reports that your mate is the reason you and your fiancé are breaking up and somehow you're blaming me for all of this?"

He shook his head. "I'm not blaming you for anything Lizzie-girl."

I growled at him. Only my parents get to call me that.

"There is nothing going on between Megan and I." He took a deep breath and continued. "About four months ago, your parents called me. They were looking for you and...well they weren't doing well. You had been missing for more than 2 years and it was driving them insane. Receiving their phone call sent me over the edge. I was already in a bad place because you were gone and their call just made it all so much worse." He hesitated before continuing.

"Megan happened to be at the restaurant and she saw the state I was in. She kissed me and before I knew it, she and I...."

We both remained quiet.

"It lasted a few minutes; maybe even seconds. It happened once. I just needed a release and she happened to be there. It could have been anyone. It didn't mean anything."

Silence hung in the bedroom as we both just looked at each other.

"You should go", I finally said. "Right now everytime I look at you I see her. You will always go back to Megan, Mathew." I shrugged my shoulders. "That's just who you are. That's who you both are."

He was sitting next to me on the bed before I could even look back up at him. He held my face in both hands and looked at me so intensely that it felt like he was calling out to the deepest and darkest parts of my soul and those parts were desperately trying to answer his call.

"I am yours, Elizabeth" He whispered in my ear and gently kissed my neck and earlobes. "And you are mine...even when you're angry at me."

I pushed him away from me. I wasn't going to let him seduce me like he did earlier today. I needed to keep a clear mind.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead with both hands. "How do you think I felt when another man called you his mate, Elizabeth?", he suddenly said. " Better yet, how about you try to explain to me what the hell is going on between you and Mike!"

I pushed him again, but he just continued talking.

"You told me you've repeatedly told Killian he's not your mate and I believed you. You told me Mike is like a brother to you and despite the fact that you ran away with the man, I still believed you!"He pulled me into his lap and no matter how much I tried to escape, he wouldn't let me go. "Right now, I'm asking you to extend that same curtesy to me." His voice became softer and was no longer laced with anger. "Believe me when I tell you, it's only you. You're the only one I love. Megan is nothing. She means nothing to me."

We were quiet for what seemed like the longest time. I tried leaving his lap, but he held me firmly. Each time I moved, his hand would snake further up my mid-thigh length chemise.

"Would you have forgiven me if I slept with Mike or Killian?", I asked him bluntly.

He roared so loudly that I had to use my hands to cover my ears. His eyes constantly shifted between blue and and green and fur started sprouting out of his hands and face while claws ripped out of his fingers.

"Mathew, calm down", I tried shouting over his growls. "Mathew, calm down!"

He just kept roaring.

I heard banging on the door and seconds later Mike and Keyon barged in. They immediately ran to us, but I stopped them.

"Guys, it's okay", I tried to reassure them. "Please leave. We'll be fine. I promise it's fine."

They both looked at me like they really didn't want to leave.

"I am ordering you to leave", I shouted at them.

The moment they left, I jumped into Mathew's arms and felt him hold me up with just one hand. "I didn't mean it, Mathew" I cooed in his ear. "Please calm down. Please come back to me."

I dug my nose into his mark spot and started licking it and sucking it. Moments later, I heard him groaning from pleasure and dig his hands into my butt cheecks as he slammed me against his groin even though we were both wearing clothes.

I wanted us to stop this so we could talk, but I also wanted to keep sucking on his mark spot. I wanted him to know what he was leaving behind if he chose Megan again. I wanted him to feel good. I wanted him to know that he could only ever be mine. I felt so pathetic. I was so pathetically in love with my best friend.

Tears started forming in my eyes as I continued sucking on his mark spot. I could taste the salty liquid that was falling down my cheecks, but I kept licking and kissing his neck and mark spot. I wanted him to be mine. I didn't want him to be with Megan.

He pulled my head away from his neck and looked at me. He cupped my face and wiped away my tears while holding me up with his other hand. It was like I weighed nothing to him.

"I'm going to fix this" He said it with so much finality in his voice that these few words travelled through my entire body until they finally rested in my heart.

"I want you to delete her number", I blurted out.

"I actually have her number blocked. I blocked it the moment she tried to make contact with me again."

I bit my lip nervously. "And I don't want you to EVER touch her again. I'm serious. If Megan is hanging off a cliff and you're the only person in the world who can save her, you let her fall off that cliff and die."

"Done!", he reassured me with a stern voice that almost scared me.

I climbed off of him. I needed space from him. We both needed to calm down and just come to our senses. We wouldn't be able to do it within close proximity because we'd end up kissing and doing who knows what else.

"I'm going to sleep here tonight", I said as I cleaned my face. "You should go to the Alpha suite. I promise I won't go anywhere I'll be right here."

He chuckled and started removing my books from the bed. He opened the sheets and started taking off his clothes.

"Mathew, did you hear me?"

He just ignored me.

My breath got hitched in my throat when he started undressing and his back faced me while he was fully naked. I was so busy drowning in pleasure back in the field that I hadn't taken the time to fully appreciate the perfect specimen that Mathew was. Every piece of his body was encased in muscles, but it wasn't too much. It was perfect. He looked like a god.

His skin had become more tanned and he even seemed taller somehow. As I watched him rummage through the drawers looking for who knows what, I finally understood why he always picked me up and held me up like I weighed nothing. I had assumed it was due to my slender figure, but now I realised to him I really did weigh nothing. He could pin me against a wall and thrust into me without breaking a sweat. He could hold me up with one arm while I straddled him and he'd help me move up and down on his co-

His f*****g c**k. When he turned around to face me, I almost fainted. His c**k was so big. I was mistaken to ever think I would be able to take it all in. That would be impossible and yet all I could think about was how it would taste in my mouth. It would definitely make me gag, but I'd still want it in my mouth. His p***s wasn't even erect and yet it was already hanging half way down his thigh. It was too big.

"Uhm", I snapped my eyes back to his when he cleared his throat. He had a mischievous smile on his face.

"You like what you see?", he asked with a c****d eye brow.

I quickly looked away from him. I couldn't trust myself around him. I couldn't think straight around him.

I heard him chuckling behind me. "I was looking for something to sleep in. Don't worry, I found it. You can turn around now."

I turned around to find him wearing very form fitting boxers.

"I slept in here sometimes and imagined you were back with me." He cupped my cheeck and embraced me in his arms.

"I'm not going anywhere, Elizabeth." He pulled me tighter into his arms. "I told you before. The last time you and I slept in separate bedrooms you snuck off in the middle of the night and left me. Call it PTSD, but we'll never sleep in separate bedrooms ever again."

My body betrayed me and I just melted into his arms, but I still tried to keep a clear head.

"I think we need space, Mathew", I tried to explain. "Everything about you is so intoxicating. I try to talk and stand my ground, but I just end up in your arms. I need to clear my thoughts."

He titled my head upwards and furrowed his brows. "You'll get your space while I'm lying in bed next to you. You'll get your space when I'm thrusting inside of you and filling you to the brim. You'll get your space when my face is buried between your legs. Do I need to say more about this so-called space of yours?"

I groaned and rolled my eyes at him. I decided I was done fighting him. I got in bed and made sure not to face him.

I felt a dip on his side of the bed and secretly sighed from relief when I realised he didn't actually leave like I asked him to. My feelings really were all over the place.

He pulled me to him and I felt his hardness pressed up against my behind. His hand reached down and he re-positioned it. A few seconds later it was nestled right between my butt cheecks. I tried to stop him, but he grabbed my wrist with one hand and lifted my chemise with the other so that my butt would be exposed to him. I cursed myself under my breath for wearing a thong.

He let go of my wrist and I felt myself drowning in his scent and presence again. He caressed my ass cheecks before smacking them both and giving them I tight squeeze. All I could do was moan and grind against his hardness.

I felt him spread my butt cheecks and place his hardness firmly between them. He was still wearing his boxers, but the sensation was getting me wetter than I already was.

"This is all the space you'll ever need, Elizabeth", he groaned into my ear while he licked and sucked my neck and shoulders.