Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake) novel Chapter 108

Chloe's POV

"So, the Moon Goddess has heard your prayers. You finally found out that Arthur is your mate. But then…"

"You ended up running away?"

I looked at Carrie, who sat huddled in the corner of my dimly lit bedroom. The lack of light cast a mysterious aura over the room, but I could still make out her silhouette. Her body was curled up, her face buried in her knees as she clung to them tightly. As I approached, I noticed her ears were bright red and her shoulders trembling slightly.

A curious amusement welled up inside me as I observed her. She looked like a grade schooler who was first introduced to love.

Carrie didn't answer; instead, she buried her face further, avoiding my gaze. I let out a small sigh, settling myself beside her on the floor. Placing a comforting hand on her shoulder, I gently squeezed it and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You were waiting and hoping for this for a long time. Don't tell me that you changed your mind? You found out that Arthur is your mate... and now you're disappointed?"

A mischievous grin played on my lips as I teased her, "Oh no... Are you thinking of rejecting him?" I knew deep down that Carrie's bond with Arthur was special, there was nothing that could separate her from him. Still, a part of me couldn't resist teasing her about it.

Carrie's head shot up at my words, her eyes wide with a mix of surprise and urgency. With an emphatic shake of her head, she hastily replied, "No way!!! Arthur is my first love... He's my only love... the only one I want...! There's no way I'll reject him!" Her voice grew louder, filled with determination.

Carrie's voice boomed through the room, its echoes seemingly reaching the ears of everyone outside. I couldn't help but notice the muffled laughter coming from beyond the door, a sound that only intensified Carrie's embarrassment. She instinctively covered her face with her hand, desperately trying to hide.

Maintaining a serious expression, I fought back the laughter bubbling within me. I wanted to support Carrie through her vulnerability, even though her outburst had unintentionally become a source of amusement. "I see," I responded, my tone grave. Suppressing my own laughter, I attempted to look serious, though the corners of my lips threatened to betray me.

I continued, my voice tinged with concern, "Then, can you please explain why you're hiding here? Your celebration is in full swing, and everyone, including your long-awaited mate, is waiting for you." The weight of her predicament was palpable in the air.

Carrie let out a frustrated moan, a mix of exasperation and uncertainty. "Chloe... I think I'm in trouble," she finally confessed, her voice laden with apprehension.

My gaze softened as I listened intently to her next words. "I've loved Arthur since we were kids. Every day, I would pray to the Moon Goddess to make me his mate... But now that my prayers have come true... I've realized that... loving someone and being someone's mate are... something very different."

"They are completely different…" Her voice carried a sense of confusion and vulnerability, laying bare her inner conflict.

Carrie's words captured my full attention, and I remained silent, urging her to elaborate further. Suddenly, a deep blush spread across her face, suffusing her entire body like a ripe tomato, and I couldn't help but be taken aback by the intensity of her embarrassment.