I see Bel prepare herself to teleport whilst I’m mid sentence. Her eyes close and her body relaxes slightly.
I am not letting her disappear on me.
“Don’t you dare!” I yell as I grab a hold of her, hoping to distract her enough to make her hear me out. Her eyes open as I’m kneeling before her and I quickly plead my case.
“He’s wrong, Bel. How could you think I would do that to you? You are my true mate. You were made for me. I couldn’t love anyone else, no matter what. You have my heart and it’s not going anywhere. It belongs to you. Do you hear me?” I ask as I let my hands cup her face and roam around to her hair.
“But I felt your regret and guilt.”
“Being an empath, you should know not to jump to conclusions about what people’s emotions mean. I was feeling those things because I was planning on asking you if we could help Selena out, give her a roof for a while. I felt bad for even thinking about putting you in that situation,” I explain.
“Oh,” she says clearly embarrassed. “I thought—”
I don't give her a chance to finish her sentence I take her mouth with mine and as she relaxes into the kiss, I lay her back on the bed.
“What about everyone downstairs? They’ll want to celebrate with you,” she says as our mouths part.
“We can all celebrate together, tomorrow.” I pause to peck her pretty pink lips. “Tonight I’m celebrating with my mate,” I say before showing her exactly how I plan to celebrate.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
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