Two days had passed since that heated argument with Marisol, and not once had Cedric caught sight of her since then. Each passing moment only worked to fuel his growing anxiety and frustration, unable to shake the suffocating feeling of unease that gnawed at him, leaving him restless and on edge.
He paced restlessly within the hidden castle, his mind racing with worry and frustration. The memory of their argument replayed in his mind, with each second he spent alone, each word exchanged between them echoing with a painful clarity. What had possessed him to lash out at Marisol in such a manner?
His concern for her safety had quickly morphed into irrational jealousy, clouding his judgment and leading to a confrontation that he now regretted.
Recalling the events that had led to their argument only served to fuel Cedric’s mounting worry. He remembered the overwhelming sense of panic that had gripped him when he’d waited a whole night and even the better part of a day with no sight of Marisol. It was enough to have him toss his reservations aside, stepping out in human form for the first time since the curse in a quest to find Marisol, or at least find answers to the questions regarding her whereabouts and well-being.
However, his initial concern quickly turned to anger when he spotted her with another male, igniting a jealousy he couldn’t control.
He couldn’t bear the thought of Marisol with anyone else, especially after their exchange the day before when she’d declared her unwillingness to acknowledge their bond. It was as if the mere thought of her slipping away from him sent his wolf into a frenzy of possessiveness.
But beneath the layers of anger and jealousy, Cedric couldn’t deny the overwhelming sense of longing that gripped his heart. He missed Marisol more than he cared to admit, her absence leaving a gaping void within him that nothing seemed to be able to fill.
Now, as he grappled with the consequences of his actions, the pang of longing for Marisol’s presence only seemed to grow. But it wasn’t just his own emotions that troubled Cedric. The looming threat of his wolf’s return weighed heavily on his mind, threatening to plunge him back into a state of uncontrollable savagery. He knew that without Marisol’s calming influence, he was teetering on the edge of madness.