Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake) novel Chapter 107

Arthur's POV

Since when did I start getting anxious about this day coming.

All these years, my heart had always settled with accepting whether or not I would be her mate or not.

It’s not that I never liked Carrie or anything. In fact, the moment I realized that the way she looked at me changed and I already knew that my heart was hers.

However, I could not find myself responding to her actions, that is because I am afraid to hurt her more than anything.

We werewolves had our own destiny, our own fates.

While it is not impossible to defy the fate given to each of us, it came with a cost that is too much to bear.

Carrie, knowing who she is, the moment she knew that her mate is not me, she would not hesitate to reject whoever he is at all cost.

And the cost of rejection is the pain of having one’s soul being torn apart.

I, knowing how important she is in my heart, could ont bear to have her choose that path… That is why all this time, I rejected and even ignored all of her advances.

It pained me, more than anything… to always disappoint her expectant face.

It hurt me so much to be the one to reject her sincerity, even if I knew in my heart that it was all that I wanted as well.

As the moment of truth is nearing, I tried to immerse myself to keep myself from thinking about who Carrie’s mate is.

But the more I denied it, the more I realized that I was afraid.

No…

I was terrified.

I was terrified to learn that I was not the one for her.

I never thought of myself as selfish before, as all I have ever thought for Carrie was to protect her.

But now, the beast in me was screaming, scarring me witless.

I want her.

I desire to be with her.

So much that I could not find myself seeing her on that day.

“You better not be absent, Arthur.” Blake’s voice rang in my head as I looked at the mirror.

I dressed up nicely, and for the first time I shaved the stubble under my chin.

The days looking after the pack to help Blake was not yet over but I could see the traces of fatigue in my face.

I frowned, suddenly realizing my face seemed to be not pleasing.

So I flipped over my room, tried everything I could find to make myself look good.

Fixing my hair, wearing a suit I have never tried before, and even using a perfume my Father managed to get in a human town.

I wanted to make sure I would look the best, even though I didn't even know if I would have the courage to see her looking like this.

“I look different…” I stared at myself, dumbfounded by the silliness I just demonstrated.

None of this is me, even my scent became different.

Even so, I looked out the window and knew that there was no more time, I was already late.

Biting the bullet, I finally stepped out of my room and headed towards the party place. When I saw the lights and the lively scene, my cowardice got me.

I found myself standing still from a distance, watching everything happening.

I saw Carrie from afar and my entire body froze. Deeply captivated by her beauty, I felt like I was standing in the middle of the garden under the moonlight

Before my eyes I witness a beautiful flower, one of a kind, bloom before the starry skies.