The King's Return

43| YOU SHOULD GIVE HIM A CHANCE

AMIRA'S POV

As I walked away from Logan, my mind was consumed with conflicting emotions. I couldn't believe that I had let my guard down and allowed him to kiss me, again. Even though I had tried to resist him, the desire I felt for him was too strong to ignore. But at the same time, I couldn't forget the pain he had caused me.

I knew that I needed to sort out my feelings before one of us gets hurt. But as I thought about Logan, I couldn't help but feel drawn to him like I have always been. I had always found him charming and attractive, and now that we had shared a kiss again, or kisses as it seems, I couldn't deny the chemistry between us.

I have never liked the idea of mates and their bonds because of what my father put my mother through, but whenever I think about Logan, I can't seem to shake the thoughts that form in my head.

I want to know what it's like to love and be loved, without constraints or conditions. I also want what my brother and sister-in-law have, but my mind keeps going back to my mother's lonely face.

As I lay in bed that night, I couldn't stop thinking about Logan. I wondered if I was making a mistake by considering a relationship with him, but at the same time, I couldn't shake the feeling that he was the one for me.

He is my mate after all and I think the Moon Goddess gave me him for a reason.

My sister-in-law was right, I should give Logan a chance to show me what I mean to him. I want to learn to give up control and trust that he will never use that against me.

The next morning, I woke up with a new resolve. I was going to give Logan a chance but on my terms. I wasn't going to let him take control of my life or my emotions. I wanted to take things slow and see where this could go.

I went to the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth. As soon as I left the bathroom, I chose clothes to wear and prepared for the day ahead.

My brother was already eating his breakfast when I got to the dining table.

"Good morning." I smiled at him as I took a seat next to him.

"Good morning, Hermanita." He smiled back at me. "You look happy today."

"Am I?"

"Yes, you are. I want to ask you why, but then you told me you will tell me what's happening between you and the king. When Prince Damian spoke to you back there, he made it pretty clear that he knows you."

I have been trying to avoid this conversation with my brother because I don't know what to say exactly.

It's easy for me to talk about these kinds of things with my sister-in-law but with my brother? I don't know what to say.

I think one of the reasons why I have been trying to avoid this conversation is because I know my brother will feel guilty and I don't want that.

It's not his fault that he wanted a life where he wouldn't be reminded every single day that our mother is not the perfect mate our father hoped he would get. At least that's what our father says all the time when he subjects our mother to abuse.

In these few days that I have spent with my brother, I have learned that even though he has a strong personality, he is also super sensitive.

I looked at my brother who was looking at me, waiting for me to say something. "Okay, I will tell you the truth." I took a deep breath. "Logan is my mate. I know I should have told you the truth but things are complicated between us."

He didn't say anything for a while and I was beginning to think he was going to stay silent but then he said something I wasn't expecting.

"I don't expect you to tell me about anything that happened in your life. What matters to me is your happiness and your safety. If you feel like I shouldn't know about your mate yet, then that's okay. I know you will tell me everything once you feel comfortable with the subject.

"As your brother though, I think you should talk to him. Try to fix whatever misunderstanding you have with him.

"I don't know the king personally but I have met him before, he seemed like a decent man and I think he also wants to fix things with you."

"He wants to." The words left my mouth before I could even stop them.

"Then you should give him a chance. If he is the reason behind the smile I saw on your face when you came here, I might even go to him and talk to him on your behalf." I was about to tell him not to bother when I saw the smile on his face. He was teasing me.

"On a serious note though, you should talk to him." He smiled as he stroked my hair. I actually like it when he does that. I know it makes me look younger than I actually am, but you can't blame me, my brother and I never got enough time together when I was growing up.

"I'll talk to him." I found myself saying. Saying it out loud made it even more true. I already planned to go to Logan but before saying the words out loud, it was like I was just saying them.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to talk to him because I told you to. I want you to talk to him because you want to."

"I want to give him a chance." I gave him my biggest smile. "I want to see if we can make things work between us."

"Okay, if that's what you really want." My brother sighed. "But promise me that you'll be careful."

"I will be careful, Hermano," I promised. "I won't let my guard down completely until I know I can fully and truly trust him."

We finished our breakfast in silence, lost in our thoughts. But as I got up to leave, my brother called out to me.

"Amira, I know you don't like talking about what happened back home, but I want you to know that I'm here for you, always. If you ever need to talk, I'm here to listen."

I looked at my brother, touched by his words. "Thank you, Hermano. That means a lot to me."

As I left the dining room, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. It was good to know that I had my brother's support, even if he didn't completely understand my situation.

I walked outside and took a deep breath of fresh air. Today was a new day, and I was going to make the most of it.

As soon as I got to work, I took an elevator and went to look for Logan. I found him in his office, and as soon as he saw me, he got up from his chair and walked towards me.

I had replayed this moment in my head since I got out of bed, but as soon as I saw him, I wanted to kiss him senselessly. He looked like a sin in his suit.

"Amor." It's like he knows I lose all sense when he calls me like that. But then again, Logan could call me anything and it would be enough to make me want to drop my panties.

I didn't want to embarrass myself so I just stood there and looked at him. He didn't disappoint, he walked past me and closed the door.

I didn't have time to react to that as he suddenly pinned me on the same door.

"I missed you, Amor." I wanted to point out that he had said that a million times when he spoke again. "You know, I've been thinking about those kisses all night."

I could've rolled my eyes at that but he wasn't smirking, he was serious. I just stood there because honestly, I don't know how to deal with him when he is serious.

It's easy when he has that playful smile on his face because I can pretend that his presence doesn't affect me one bit without looking him in the eye.

When he's like this though, I don't know if I can have that courage. I can't even lie to myself!

"I want to kiss you again." He said, reading my eyes and I don't know what he saw there but he didn't wait for me to give him a go-ahead.

His lips came crashing down to my own and I released a breath I didn't even know I was holding.

Honestly speaking, I only slept a little yesterday because I was thinking about his kisses too. How it felt natural to be kissed by him again. How it felt like I was home, I was where I belonged.

It made me wonder how I've managed to survive without him these past few weeks.

"You know, I don't know how I've managed to be away from you for so long." He said as soon as he released my lips, only to torture me by leaving tiny kisses on my neck.

He lingered at a certain spot and I moaned. I was even surprised by the intensity of it all. He didn't stop, that made him even more determined to do whatever it was that he planned on doing to me and I didn't want him to stop.

"I can't wait to see you wearing my mark." I wanted to tell him to stop dreaming but then I felt his canines and I froze. "I want to mark you so badly." I could hear him taking a deep breath.

"I can do it right now and I know you wouldn't even stop me but I won't." He cupped both my cheeks and forced me to look at him. His eyes were glowing.

"I won't mark you right now because when you finally wear my mark, I want you to wear it with pride. I want you to be proud of it."

He brushed off a tear I didn't even realize was there.

"Right now though, I just want to earn back your trust. I promised you before, I won't force you into anything.

"When we were back home, I told you that I would only mark you when you're ready and nothing has changed. You are mine, Amira, and nothing will ever change that."

I hugged him, I don't even know why I hugged him but I did. He seemed to be surprised that I did that but he recovered quickly and hugged me back.

"I want to give you a chance, truly, I do. But I can't know for sure that you will never do anything to hurt me. This isn't something I wanted and you know that."

"Of course I do. I can't promise you that I will never hurt you but I can promise you that I will never do that knowingly. Your happiness is my happiness."

"I can work with that."

"We will take things slow until you're ready. I will wait for you so you don't have to worry, you can take your precious time. I just want you to know that I will never abandon you, I will always be there for you even if you decide that I am not worthy to be the man you want in your life."

"Thank you." I found myself saying. I don't know what I was thanking him for exactly. Was I thanking him for giving me a chance to take my time or for his willingness to wait for me?

"I love you, mi amor." He said as he kissed the top of my head.

"Yo también te amo, Logan."