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.

advice when I specifically asked for it. Every wolf had its own personality, and Eddy was definitely the stoic type. But even

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 beginning to be able

with Moana. I knew how I felt about her; I knew that, eventually, I would

entire life hating the entire idea of the mate bond. I hated everything it stood for. I hated the lies that 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 living proof

that Moana would never betray me. I knew that I could never betray her, either. I knew that I couldn’t bring myself to

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.

of my stupid tongue. Why was I cursed with always saying

empty without Moana; I needed to make things right with her. I decided to go over to her room

bedroom and tried to open the door, I couldn’t bring myself to do

followed by a quiet sob. Had I made her

frozen there for a few moments, battling with myself about whether I should go in there and

Eddy urged me.

She was crying because of me; I didn’t want to show my face and make it even worse. Ultimately, I would only hurt her feelings

my wolf’s wishes, I

— not after I had made her cry with my

I would talk to her in the morning, after we had both had a good night of sleep. Everything was always better