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

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

I did want to mate with Moana. I knew how I felt about her; I knew that, eventually, I would no longer be able to resist her, no matter how hard I tried. But at the same time,

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 of the fact that the mate

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 had been coming around to the

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,

control of my stupid tongue. Why was I cursed with always saying the wrong things

with her. I

to her bedroom and tried to open the door, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. My hand froze just before I touched

heard what sounded like a sniffle inside, followed by a quiet sob. Had I

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

Eddy urged me.

I didn’t want to show my face and make it even worse.

my wolf’s wishes, I chose to leave

that decision. Neither was I, admittedly. But I couldn’t bring myself to look her in the face — not after I had made her cry with my words. I would have never admitted it to anyone, not even to myself, but I

the morning, after we had both had a good night of sleep. Everything