My Snake Lord Suitor Chapter 08

My Snake Lord Suitor Chapter 08

Three full days passed without a single glimpse of Silas’s serpent form.

The Custom Reptile Vivarium sat empty in my quiet estate, the whole house feeling hollow without his presence.

A delivery driver dropped off a large wrapped package at my front door one afternoon.

I tore the packaging open to find engraved reptile decorative hoods and fossil skull ornaments I’d ordered for Silas when he’d stayed with me.

My bank account receipts proved how expensive the custom accessories had been.

A wave of sadness crashed over me.

I glanced up and spotted a Black King Serpent Shifter coiled in the shadowed corner of the living room, watching me silently.

I stepped closer, ready to wrap my arms around him—until I noticed the difference in its eyes.

I recognized it before the overlays could type out a single line.

[That’s not Silas’s serpent form.]

[Jasper took advantage of Silas’s embarrassment to sneak over here.]

[Jasper’s learned his lesson, but it’s far too late to fix things.]

[Will Clara accept him back?]

I’d missed Silas’s constant companionship terribly, but not just any serpent would fill that void.

I craved Silas’s quiet respect and unwavering devotion above everything Jasper could ever offer.

I’d never place those delicate decorative hoods on Jasper’s form, not even if I tossed them all in the trash first.

I almost dialed property management to remove the serpent from my estate, then realized this was my chance to lay everything out clearly once and for all.

I grabbed a length of sturdy rope and approached Jasper’s serpent shape.

Its eyes lit up with hope the moment my hand closed around its scales.

The light faded instantly when it spotted the rope in my other hand, thrashing wildly to break free.

I held it steady and spoke to it calmly.

“I was devastated that day we met.

Jasper, do you know how long I prepped for that meeting?

I stocked up on weekly hydrating facial treatments a full month early, shopped for dozens of my favorite designer day dresses I’d picked out for solo outings.

I showered and applied luxury cosmetics three hours ahead of our scheduled time to look my absolute best for you.

Then you called my features dull, said dating me would make you look cheap in front of everyone you knew.

All that effort I put in only to get torn down hurt more than I can put into words.

I’m grateful for the kindness you showed me during our months of online dating, I really am. But after that afternoon, I don’t want to cross paths with you ever again.

Let this be our final goodbye.”

Jasper stopped struggling against the rope, letting me bind his body without resistance.

I placed the tied serpent inside my tote bag and drove to Thorne Global Conglomerate Headquarters downtown.

I walked up to the front reception desk.

“I need to speak with Silas, please.”

Lynn Mercer, the front desk associate, gave me an apologetic, polite smile.

“I’m so sorry, ma’am. Mr. Thorne left for the Ironspire Mining Compound for site inspections, he won’t be returning to headquarters for quite a while.”

I reached into my bag to pull out Jasper’s bound serpent form and felt damp, wet tears soak through the fabric of the tote.

I’d never forgiven people who only apologized after their cruelty caused pain.

I handed the tied serpent over to Lynn.

“Could you pass this along to the Thorne family for me?”

Lynn recognized Jasper instantly, rushing to untie the rope in a panic once I set the bag on her countertop.

I turned my back and walked out of the lobby without glancing backward once.