Chapter 135

“What’s wrong?”

He asks more seriously when my laughter dies out. I shake my head, mindlessly twirling a finger around his locks.

“Nothing. Just thinking about how everything seems a little too perfect right now.”

“It is, isn’t it? You, with your little arms around me. You, with your hair sprawled over my chest. You, with your heat mixing with my own. You, with your body pressed snuggly against mine. You, all wrapped up around me. It’s all just”

He kisses my wrist.

“-perfect.”

I can’t help the roll of my eyes. The warmth spreading through me burns my skin like molten lava. Every word he says hits a section in my heart. A jabbing sensation that only manages to increase my affection over him.

“I’m this close to believing everything about me is perfect to you.”

He doesn’t move to look at me. He just continues peppering my arm with light kisses before múmbling,

“Isn’t that the case?”

The seriousness in his tone stops me from responding. And all of a sudden I feel this tremendous weight of guilt holding me down.

Guilt for the fact he doesn’t know I already met my ‘mate‘.

the right to know- he needed to know. In order to pursue this, I had to tell him. It would be wrong

his mind or not about being with

he still want me after finding out that I was unwanted? Would he still look at me with such tenderness after finding

fear of rejection. After Landon, I was sure nothing could break my heart again. Then the rogues attacked. After the rogues attacked, my heart was torn into pieces just when I picked it up and put it together. Then Bentley was taken from me. After Bentley was taken from me, my heart was was

they took Lila from me,

Noah and Isaac, Meredith and Williams but there was

showed up.

shimmering light that was just beyond my reach. A light that quickly spread through me

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Chapter 135

following no matter the

someone takes Raizel

could ever bring myself up to the

feel so inexplicably connected to, I can’t imagine the weight of

could possibly lose

had to

only right to.

need to tell you

frown on his face, but he still rubs down my arms comfortingly. Just the small gesture is enough to

you asked me if I

mid–brush. The he gives me a curt nod. Nothing

of it but his hold around

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