#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.

“You’re too harsh with her,” Eddy, my wolf, said. He was normally silent, and only offered advice when I specifically asked for it. Every wolf had its own personality, and Eddy was definitely the stoic type. But even he realized that I messed up just now and had to tell me about it.

“I’m aware of that, Eddy,” 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 beginning to be able to think more clearly.

Moana. I knew how I felt about her; I knew that, eventually, I would no

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

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

would shift too early. I had done my research over the past 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

I couldn’t keep control of my stupid tongue. Why was I cursed with always saying the wrong things at the wrong

things right with her. I decided to

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

sniffle inside, followed by a quiet sob. Had I

there for a few moments, battling with myself about whether I should go in there and talk to her or

me. “Don’t just ignore

didn’t want to show my

wishes, I chose to

had made her cry with my

that I would talk to her in the morning, after we had both had a good night of sleep.

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