His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 173: Said Too Much

Edrick

“I want to know the real reason behind why you find it so abhorrent to be intimate with me,” Moana said, chasing after me and grabbing my arm as I tried to storm out.

What I said next was a mistake. I knew that as soon as the cruel words came out of my mouth, and I wished that I could take them back when I saw the look on Moana’s soft face.

“Because!” I said, whirling around to face Moana. “I will never marry you! Not you, and not anyone, and I don’t want to give you the wrong idea! I don’t care that you’re my mate. The mate bond means nothing.”

Moana’s eyes widened. She released her grip on my arm and covered her mouth with her hand, taking a step back. We stared at each other in shocked silence for several long moments before she suddenly brushed past me and ran out of the room.

“God dammit, Edrick,” I whispered to myself once she was gone. I slapped my hand on the wall and cursed under my breath. I felt like such a fool for saying too much; not only had I revealed that Moana was my mate too early, but I had completely misconstrued what I wanted to say and I had hurt her feelings because of it.

its own personality, and Eddy was definitely the stoic type. But even he realized that I messed up just now and

I responded out loud as I paced restlessly around my bedroom. I sighed and flung the balcony doors open to let in the fresh air, and stepped out into the cool night. As I leaned on the railing and looked out over the city, I felt myself

about her; I knew that, eventually, I would no longer be able to resist

it spread, how people were so blinded by the idea of it that they just assumed that nothing could ever break the mate bond. My father and my mother were both

betray me. I knew that I could never betray her, either. I knew that I couldn’t bring myself to hurt her, which was why I

few weeks and discovered that “late bloomers” like Moana — rare cases where people’s wolves wouldn’t appear until later in life — would often shift upon marking their mate. It was rare, but it could happen. Not only that, but it could be dangerous for both her and the baby, and I especially didn’t need to worry about her being hunted. I was only trying to keep

her because I couldn’t keep control of my stupid tongue. Why was I cursed with

to make things right with her. I decided to go over to

her bedroom and tried to open the door, I couldn’t

a sniffle inside, followed by a quiet sob. Had

with myself about whether I should go in there and talk to

Eddy urged me. “Don’t just

was crying because of me; I didn’t want to show my face and make it even worse.

wishes, I chose to leave her

to look her in the face — not after I had made her cry with

to her in the morning, after we had both