Wooing My Ex-wife Again Novel by Natalie Winter

Anastasia

Julian had walked inside the living room and was staring at me. His gaze flicked to Angelica who hastily got up from the couch.

“You are finally back” She gave him a warm smile,

But Julian had his eyes on me, a concerned look on his face.

“Is everything alright?” His gaze traveled from my face to Angelica’s and then settled on me.

I…uh…I just offered her a cup of coffee and chatted for a bit” Angelica spoke with a guilty look on her face.

Julian ignored her and asked me.

“I heard your irritated voice. Are you okay?”

“I….nothing”

then looked at Angelica, “I am sorry. I just have something else going on in

my mind.”

She nodded and I walked towards the entrance, trying to not brush past Julian who was standing by the door.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Julian reached for my elbow and gently curled his fingers around it.

“Ana, what is wrong? You can tell me”

He looked me in the eye and I felt his hot breath on my skin. His eyes were searching me and those gorgeous blue eyes that I had fallen head over heels in love with were just as enchanting as they used to be before.

Before I could reply, I heard a noise that made us look back. Angelica was running back to the stairs, probably crying.

Her face was hidden from my view but I could see the way she was wiping her face hurriedly.

Now, I feel even more of a bitch.

I did not want to be the other woman in her life. I had gone through this exact same feeling and it

was stressful.

The

past was behind us and Julian would have to live with his decision for the rest of his life.

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I pulled my hand away from his grasp and stepped way to give myself some room to breathe.

“I was here to meet Vivian and now it is time to leave. You should go back to Angelica.”

I said that last line while pushing my tongue to utter those words. The sooner I accepted this, the better I would feel to live in the world of werewolves and not get upset or stressed whenever I came across him or Angelica in pack meetings or other events.

Julian shook his head.

“I never wanted you to leave, Ana. It was your decision and you never gave me a chance to rectify it.”

I began walking outside the door and hurriedly got down the stairs that would lead me to the garage.

“That was the discussion you were supposed to have before making a decision that would affect me and my life. You took it without informing me. You forced your alpha command on me.”

He ran a hand through his hair and ran behind me while I tried to keep my voice from shaking. I was relieved to see that the driver was already at the gate.

“Just a few more minutes and you will be out of here‘ I told myself and my wolf, Xena who was in pain to be at the place her mate had dumped her in

“Please, Ana.”

Julian came to stand in front of me and I shot him a scathing look.

“You have no right to call me, Ana. In fact, you have no business calling me or knowing me. This was the first and last thing I did for you or rather your mother, Vivian. We are strangers and that is. what we will ever be.”

He had a distraught look on his face as he asked,

‘Why are you suddenly so angry? Did anybody say something? Did Angelica say something mean to you?”

I struggled to form the right words.

How should I tell him that his mate wanted me to give her tips on having sex with him? The mere thought made my skin crawl and the photos I had seen of them wrapped in silky sheets sprang up

in my head.

Tdid not want to go there. I did not want him to think I still had feelings for him.

These were just memories that were resurfacing because I was at a place where I once dreamed of

building a future with him.

“Please, ana, I mean Anastasia.”

He came in front of me to stop my way as he threw his hands to the sides. I saw the guards stare at the scene he was creating.

I shook my head and began walking towards the gate.

“Julian, don’t make a scene. Let me go.”

But he reached for my hand again and pulled me to the side where there were trees and bushes to hide us from public view.

“What are you even doing?” I asked as his hand went around my waist and the other around my neck.

His touch sent tingles around my body as muscle memory told me how good it had felt to be held like this by him.

His fingers brushed my skin and his face was close to mine, his lips a hair’s breadth away.

“It has been ages since I held you like this since I saw you. And you are being so cold to me. You don’t even want to talk to me.”

I struggled in his hold but that only made him grip me tighter. My heart raced as I fought to get free of his hold.

“Yes, because we are done, Julian. Done. You have your mate waiting for you so go back to her.”

Julian brought his face closer to mine and whispered in my ear. “I don’t want her, I want you.”

He said the exact words I had been dying to hear the first time he told me about her.

Those were the words that would have calmed my heart and made me not want to claw my heart out of my body the first time I saw him bring her inside my home, inside our home.

Those were the words that would have made me fight for our relationship, fight for us. But now it

was too late.

He had built a life here with her and I had moved on. There was no going back now.

“Feel this.” He said, slowly bringing his hand down my hand and then interlocking his fingers with

me.

“Feel me, Anastasia.”

I struggled as his other hand caressed my cheek, his thumb slowly brushing my skin.

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“And tell me this is over. Tell me that you don’t feel anything when I touch you. Tell me that you don’t like this.”

I fought to keep my heart from racing again and calm it while his thumb slowly went toward my lower lip and grazed it.

“Be honest with yourself if not me. When you go home tonight, remember every single moment we spent together and tell yourself you still hate me. Look me in the eye and tell me that we are

over.”

I took in a deep breath as he brought his face awfully close to mine. He released my hand as he leaned in but I pushed him back viciously, making him stumble back.

Pushing my hair away, I glared at him and shouted while looking him in the eye.

“WE. ARE. DONE.”

I did not let any emotion except rage show on my face as I hurried back to the car and slipped inside the backseat without a backward glance at Julian.

Julian ran after me. “No, Anastasia. Wait.”