Emerald Eyed Luna novel Nina (by Mrs.Smith) novel Chapter 64

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It was getting late, so I decided to head to bed. Grant was saying his goodbyes and talking over final strategies with Reed. I started to feel Wyatt’s absence and wanted to make things right with him. I know on some level he truly did mean what he said. Otherwise, I would have been able to tell straight off if it was a lie. However, he didn’t mean it maliciously. He has only known me for a month now or so. I felt like I needed to give him the benefit of the doubt and make things right.

Walking into our bedroom, I saw him hunched over in a chair, elbows on his knees and his head hung. I let his emotions flow over me. Sorrow, worry and a lot of regret.

Frowning, “Wyatt?” I said softly. I knew with his wolf ears he would have heard me.

Slowly, he picked his head up and looked at me. His face looked haunted. “I am so sorry Nina.” He said with so much sorrow in his voice. I walked up to him and pushed him back in the chair and straddled him. He placed his hands on my hips, helping me climb up.

“I know, I know you did mean what you said, but I also know you didn’t mean what you said either. Does that make sense?”

“It means deep down I do mean those things, but not because of what you were thinking. I don’t think you are weak, but I am not stupid to think you won’t endure some pain of some sort. Anyone could crack under that. It’s not because you are a woman, but because you are MY woman that you shouldn’t be doing this. I should take all your pain away, not be sending you to endure it!” He took a break, trying to find the right words. “I think what kills me the most is how quickly you believed me. Do you really think that little of me that I wouldn’t have faith in you?” He asked with the most pained expression.

“I was more shocked that you actually felt that way. If it was a lie, I would have known it right away. But it wasn’t so. On some level, you truly believe that. It took me a minute to think rationally about it. That you didn’t mean it that way but in a way that I shouldn’t have to deal with it. But, Wyatt, I was literally born to do this. I was born with the abilities and had the training my whole life to get me to this point. I was put on this earth for this very reason. This is my destiny, now I just need to figure out if I am able to fulfill it. I have to figure out how I am going to be able to handle the “interrogation” (I used quotation marks in the air) and how I am going to accomplish my mission as well. I just need you to be beside me as my anchor.”

“I know you are right, but I will honestly never feel this is right. I will never feel that sending my mate to be tortured is okay, or anything else you might have to deal with.” Wyatt said as he pulled me into a hug. I let him pull me close as I put my face on his neck, breathing in his scent. I felt myself instantly relax.

“Let’s go to bed, we have a long week ahead of ourselves,” Wyatt said.

“Actually, I was thinking we should shower first…” I trailed off. Wyatt raised an eyebrow at me and looked between my lips and my eyes. Nervously, I was nibbling on my lip waiting for a response.

“You keep doing that to your lips, you won’t make it to the shower!” Wyatt said threatening.

Laughing, I got up and ran to the bathroom. I felt him hot on my heels. I made it to the door before he pulled me back against him.

“Let me” he said as he opened the door, picked me up and placed me on the sink counter. Holding up a finger, telling me to stay put and be patient, he walked over to the shower and turned it on. He then walked in front of me and began to strip naked.

Hot fucking damn, I could watch this show all day. His hot chiseled body, the tattoos, how they curve around each muscle and how he was already standing at attention for me. He had a primal look in his eyes as he approached me. Sliding his hands around my waist, keeping his fingertips on my skin, he raised his hands till my shirt was off. I watched his eyes land on my bra and he licked his lips. He took one finger and traced my cleavage. Using both fingers, he traced over my nipples causing me to gasp and them to harden. Smirking, he slowly traced my bra to the straps and slid them off my shoulders. Rubbing down my arms, taking the strap with them. My back arched as he reached my waist and his hands wrapped around my waist, to my bra and unhooking it. I felt the cold air hit my nipples as my bra loosened and fell to the ground.