Chapter 1010

"I'm saying," Midnight says, freely crying now, cupping Jesse's face in her tiny hands. "That I – I don't want to have your pups, Jesse. Ever. Ever. I don't want them." She shakes her head, vehement. "I think I'd be a bad mom. I'd leave them at the grocery store and forget they were there. I - I just don't want it."

He swallows hard, listening as she spills out her truth.

"And I don't want to kiss you," she continues, her little chin shaking as she stares up at him with her wide dark eyes. "And it's not that you're not handsome -"

He smirks a little at this, making her laugh. She smacks his cheek lightly with her palm. "You stop that, I'm being serious here -"

He does his best not to smile and nods, letting her know he's listening, intently. To all of it.

"Jesse," she says, sighing hard, her shoulders slumping. "I don't want to be your mate. I don't want to do the romantic stuff. I love you so, so much but...all of that?" she says, tossing out a hand to encompass the whole world. "I want that more. I want to be free. I don't want to be tied."

"I would never try to tie you, Mids," Jesse says, lifting a hand to stroke over her hair. "Being a mate - it's not like that -"

I'd had a choice. I wish I'd had more

she sees him crying too. "You might...you might change your mind. You might not

ask you to wait for me," she whispers. "And I don't want to live my life by 'maybes' and 'somedays' anymore. I want...just me, in charge of me, making whatever weird choices I want, without worrying about who they affect and who wants me to choose what. I never got to choose. I want to choose. That's... that's what

wraps his arms fully around his tiny mate, pulling her close. She slings her arms around his neck and presses her face into his shoulder, crying hard. They hold each other that way for

don't want to lose you, Mids," Jesse whispers, his whole body shaking.

losing me," she whispers. "I'll still be family. Right? Would that be okay? I can

thought that she wouldn't be. "Midnight Sinclair.

bursts into a wide smile, even pressed to his chest. "Yeah, I think I like that,"

Bet

the eyes, smoothing a hand over her hair. you've thought about it, Midnight. And it's what you really want. Then...I accept it. Whatever

at him through her tears. Just the most...lovely,

"Then...I reject you, Jesse Sinclair.

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