My Fated Mate Can Have Her Chapter 78: A Painful Truth

Violet

My mouth hung open and I snapped it shut before the at I was chewing fell out.

"Having a healer look at you would be problematic. They would know what you are. I happen to have so skill with healing, though my thods are more... intense."

I thought back to the intense pain I felt after she touched before the imdiate release.

I looked down at my arms, where bruises that should have been deep purple and painful were now barely visible, mostly faded to nothing. I no longer felt sore, and the pain was gone.

She still looked over the city down the hill.

I mumbled, "I... thank you."

I wasn’t sure how I felt about being knocked unconscious without warning, but I couldn’t deny the results.

Ila nodded. "Don’t worry about it. Your syzygy carried the heavy lifting." Then she took a breath, and her tone shifted into sothing more serious. "Kael’s wolf visited earlier today."

My heart raced.

"He wants you to stop training."

I frowned, confused. "What? Why?"

"I will be moving you to my ho further within the capital," she continued, ignoring my question. "You’ll have to wait there until his return. That is his instruction."

I dropped the plate on the space between us, my mind reeling as I tried to process what she just said.

"I don’t understand. Why would he—"

She crossed her arms across her chest and finally looked at . "That is what we need to talk about."

Panic clawed up my throat.

"I am aware of the incident with Lady Astrid, but what exactly happened after?" she asked, her voice gentle but firm.

The question so unexpected that my mind went blank.

What did that have to do with him stopping my training?

"Please, I am very confused. What does that have to do with my training?"

She glanced back at the outer district down the hill. "I thought Tow had been keeping up to date," she said carefully. "But from what Kael told today, it seems she kept certain details hidden from both of us."

My chest tightened. What did Tow even say?

"Kael ntioned that you said sothing that rattled her. And Tow doesn’t rattle easily."

I stilled, imdiately rembering that mont when Tow had blad for what happened with Astrid, along with my bleak promise.

I leaned back, my eyes shifting to the city in the distance. The buzz of the marketplace faded in the background.

The mont I had been drowning in despair, when I had admitted that I’d wanted to die... she had told him all that?

My stomach sank.

"I..." the words caught in my throat. "I was in a bad place and I said... so things..."

Ila’s voice was suddenly gentler than before. "That’s what I thought."

The silence stretched for a mont and I wrapped my arms around myself, angling my body away from the plate and towards the view in front of us.

"Violet, if that’s where your mind was, if that is where it still is, then maybe this environnt isn’t the best place for you to grow right now."

"No," I said imdiately, my neck nearly snapping as I faced her. The words burst out before I could think. "I am fine. I can handle it. I just..."

My words faltered, confusion swirling beneath my panic. Deep down, I didn’t want the training to stop. Despite how the other wolves saw , I wanted to get stronger.

"If I were in his shoes, and I learnt what I learnt about my mate... especially after I had thrown her into a stressful situation, I would make the sa decision too—"

"Please, I don’t want to stop," I said, quieter now, the admission feeling vulnerable in a way that made my chest ache.

Ila studied for a long mont, then stood abruptly.

"Do you like ice cream?"

I blinked at the jarring mont. "I... what?"

"Give a mont," she said and headed back towards the sa shop she had brought the at from.

Minutes later, she returned carrying two round wooden bowls, each filled with a white, creamy substance that seed to shimr slightly.

It was cold, and I could see the condensation forming on the outside of the bowl as she handed one to .

"What is this?" I asked, staring at it.

"Try it," Ila said, already walking away. "And follow ."

I hesitated, before following her, my mind still racing. One mont we were having a serious discussion and now she just changed it.

I paused, glancing back. "The at—"

"Leave it. You were nearly done with the last stick anyway. The shopkeeper will get it."

Ila then used the small wooden spoon in the bowl to scoop so of the substance into her mouth. Her blank expression didn’t change.

I stared at the cold substance, sweet slling substance, and carefully brought a small spoonful to my lips, my chest still aching from our unfinished discussion.

The cold hit first, a startling sensation that shifted into a sweetness flooding my tongue. It lted almost imdiately on my mouth, leaving behind a lingering flavour that made want more.

"What is this?" I asked.

"Ice cream," Ila said, a strange pleasantness creeping into her face. She took another spoon.

"You were telling —"

"It can wait. Let’s just walk." The blank look returned to her face and I imdiately kept quiet.

I took another bite, then another, and the simple pleasure of the creamy treat montarily made my throbbing ache fade away. I never imagined a delicacy this sweet existed.

We walked in silence, consuming the ice cream while Ila led us away from the marketplace and into a quieter area of the capital. The buildings thinned out, giving way to open fields dotted with sparse trees. The night air was cooler here.

Ila stopped in front of one particular tree out of the rest. She stared at its exposed roots, her expression shifting into sothing that I had never seen before. Fondness mixed with sorrow... along with sothing else.

"I want to thank you," she said softly.

I froze, confused. "For what?"

"I don’t know exactly what you did," Ila said, still looking at the tree. "But I was surprised by Kael’s sudden interest in Ogas."

A faint smile touched her lips. "This is my mother’s resting place. She was an Oga."