Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake) novel Chapter 96

Chloe’s POV

The room froze upon Blake’s declaration.

I heard Blake's words, and for a fleeting moment, time stood still.

Blake, despite everything we had been through, still held on to his belief in me. His unwavering faith in my character shook me to the core. His faith in me was unchanging, and despite all the pain and difficulties I brought to him, still chose to believe in me.

I had left him… caused him pain…

I kept the truth about our child hidden from him… yet he still chose to believe in me.

Despite everything I did to him, when he saw that I was in an unfavorable position, his first reaction was to……protect me.

A surge of conflicting emotions washed over me, mingling guilt and gratitude.

Ever since we recognized each other, all he did was for me. And I have been selfish towards him. Yet despite my actions, he acted on his instinct to protect me, to shield me from harm.

Suddenly, I felt my eyes turn warm. The weight of Blake’s unwavering love and support bore down on me, causing my eyes to brim with unshed tears.

A warmth blossomed within me, melting the icy walls I had constructed. His love, his forgiveness, had the power to thaw the coldest corners of my heart.

But… I bit down on my trembling lips, refusing to succumb to the overwhelming wave of emotions threatening to spill over. With everything I had, I stopped myself from crying.

No, I could not cry. Not now, when I was in front of him. Otherwise, if I shed even one droplet of tear, all of the emotions that I felt inside would gush out… everything would be revealed.

And I was afraid… afraid that if I cry out, Blake would see right through my innermost desire.

So I just stood there and increasingly appeared colder and more and more awkward. Inside my heart, there was a delicate balance, a battle between the longing to let go and the need to remain composed.

That was… until I felt the exhaustion in my body.

Blake picked up on my emotional state, even though I tried my best to conceal it from everyone else.

“....” I wanted to say something but pressed my lips together instead. At that moment, I felt very conflicted. I knew it well, Blake alone could decipher the hidden panic etched across my face.

A brief moment of hesitation flickered in Blake’s eyes before he took a step closer, closing the distance between us.

His hands reached out, poised to hold me, to offer comfort in his warm embrace. But just as he was about to touch me, he stopped himself before lowering his hands. His gaze softened, reflecting a tenderness that melted away any remnants of doubt or fear.

With gentle words, he suggested, "You look tired. Why don't we sit down first and talk about everything?"

It was my time to hesitate. I paused for a while, not knowing what to do.

Blake saw through me and added, "Let's settle this matter like mature adults, alright?" His voice carried a soothing tone, but unlike his earlier tone, it did not contain unending gentleness. Somehow, this made me more comfortable.