Their Mate And Luna

CHAPTER 108

DECISIONS 2

NICOLE

“And us?” Vance asks strolling towards me, after I read out my list, looking so vulnerable I almost change my mind.

I leave the door and walk back to the bed, looking out the window. The sun is almost up in the sky.

It’s only fair that I let them know my thoughts about the mate bond and what they did.

“From the first day I learned what a mate meant to our kind, I have been looking forward to meet mine. The teacher said your mate is your other half, your soul mate, the one who is specially created for you by the moon goddess. Equipped with all the necessary skills to make you feel loved and wanted,” I turn away from the window to look at them. Their eyes are glued to me. “I couldn’t wait to meet mine, couldn’t wait to have the experience. I used to wish I could fast forward my years, to be eighteen quick so I can meet him,” both look away.

Vince has his hands shoved into his jeans’ pockets, rocking on his heels. Vance has one hand wrapped across his chest and the other in his hair. Guilt splashes all over their faces.

“I used to wonder why some people would want to reject their mates for someone else’s. To me it was an aberration. A huge disrespect to the goddess because she knows us better than we know ourselves. Why would you want to let go of something so divinely made and given to you freely? To me, those kind of people are ignorant and foolish. Wicked also, because they’re depriving two other people from having their mates. They’re creating a crack in the smooth process of the goddess’s plans.”

“I think you should sit, brown eyes. You obviously have a lot on your mind for us,” Vance interrupts me, dragging a chair for me to sit on.

“I prefer to stand.”

“He’s right, sweetheart. I can’t bear seeing you standing to dish out our punishment to us,” Vince adds, smiling.

I can feel their fear and anxiety. “Can either of you not interrupt me again?” I need to get this off my chest without them cutting me off. If I sit, there’s a big probability that they would want to hold my hands, ruffle my hair or something else, which will send those dangerous sparks and tingles down my body, weakening my knees and doing all manner of strange things to me. Keeping my distance from them is what I need.

I need to focus. They need to know that I am serious.

“Sure, ma’am,” Vince throws his hands up in surrender. “Continue.”

Rolling my eyes at him and licking my lips, about to continue when two loud purrs come from them. Their eyes flash gold as their wolves join us.

Ignoring all four of them. I continue. “When you rejected me, it hurt, deeply. Even before you did, it hurt to see you two always hating my presence. You made me feel like I wasn’t worthy to even breathe the same air as you…”

“And we are truly sorry for that,” Vince cuts me, his genuineness reflecting in his eyes.

“I said no interruptions, Alpha.”

“Vince,” he growls.

“Interrupt me again and that’s the end of this conversation.”

Both raise their hands up in surrender again.

Taking a deep breath, I go on. “Do you want to know why it hurt me so much?” raising my eyes to theirs. “Because I suddenly began to feel attracted to you two. I didn’t know why then, but now I do.”

It doesn’t surprise me to see the shocked looks on their faces. Both stand still as if frozen in place, their eyes glued to me.

“It started three years or so ago. I just woke up one morning and found myself…found something pulling me towards you two. I always felt angry when those girls were with you two. Touching and clinging to you. I was jealous yet ashamed at myself at the same time for feeling attracted to you two. Finding out you were my mates that night could have been one of the happiest days of my life, but as it stands, it’s the worst day of my life,” The stings of tears at the edges of my eyes catch me unawares. “It hurt to see the disdainful looks in your eyes as you said those words. It broke something inside me. It shook my belief in the mate bond, the goddess and relationships. For I asked myself why would you two choose those girls over me? Was it beauty, age, money or status?” my voice trembling as tears roll down my cheeks.

Vince suddenly walks up to me and scoops me in his arms.

“Hey, I am still talking,” I croak, even as I lean into his chest, inhaling his scent as the tears poured.

“I know. You can continue on my lap,” he whispers softly as he arranges me on his laps. Movements on my other side makes me know Vance has joined us.

I bury my face into Vince’s neck, crying softly. His hold tightens around me. “Let it all out, sweetheart.”

I can feel hands on my back, rubbing circles on the upper part. Another in my hair, softly running through it as I bawl my eyes out, relieving every bad memory I have of them towards me.

I didn’t know I was holding this much pain inside. For years I kept it hidden, thinking nothing of it. Not knowing it was the bond acting its part.

That’s why the bond is believed to be the foundation mates should build their love on. It is the soil to plant their love on. Their actions, thoughts and feelings - the necessary ingredients needed for their love to germinate and blossom into a full-grown love tree with juicy fruits.

That could have been me and them. If they had not been mean even to the day of the rejection, we could have started with being friends, getting close and knowing each other.

But, from what I have seen so far, I want to believe that all hope isn’t lost. They show remorse for their actions and are looking to make amends.