Gigi:
My heart had already been carrying such a heavy burden ever since I’d heard Ragnar was having a heart attack.
My mind had stopped working.
A strange ache had settled in my chest, and then my body simply gave out.
When I woke up, I found myself in the hospital.
For a while, I waited for the doctor to let me leave my bed.
The moment I was allowed to, I went to check on Ragnar.
There was no way I could calm down until I knew he was completely fine.
Then I heard something I’d never even imagined.
Standing right in front of me, the doctor calmly explained that the man I loved more than anything, the man for whom I forgot about my own fated mate, needed one.
The moment I heard those words, it felt as though my heart had been ripped out and placed in my hands.
It was as if everything had been taken away from me in a single instant.
I just stood there, staring at them, tears streaming down my face.
Theodore and Jaguar must have realised what was happening because they immediately rushed over to me.
"Come on, calm down," Throdore urged before I could even say a word.
"The doctor doesn’t know everything," Jaguar said, almost in a whisper because the doctor was still standing behind them.
Even the doctor’s face had gone pale.
He knew he hadn’t meant to say something that would hurt me.
Everyone in the fucking world knew how important I was to those three fucking brothers.
And yet he’d just said it.
"The Alpha King needs his fated mate. So no matter how much love I give him—it’s never going to be enough."
My voice broke as the words left my mouth.
There was another harsh reality I had to face.
Until this moment, I’d genuinely believed that one day I would feel a mate bond with Ragnar.
I will be his fated mate and he will be my second chance mate.
In fact, I’d been completely certain of it.
I’d told practically everyone in my circle that Ragnar and I occasionally shared each other’s pain and taken it as proof that we were mated to each other.
Now everyone was going to laugh in my face.
"Come on, Gigi. Don’t think like that."
Theodore instantly took my hand and began rubbing the back of it.
"As for fated mates, we don’t need them. Ragnar doesn’t need a fated mate. Has he ever even mentioned one in front of you?" Jaguar asked.
My anxiety eased slightly.
A broken smile found its way onto my face as I looked at them.
They were both so worried about me.
"And think about it," Theodore continued. "He’s been living happily all this time. It’s not like he’s ever wanted to find his fated mate."


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