Mated To My Mate's Worst Enemy (ARIA) novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138

Chapter 138

ARIA

“Thank you.” I said, suddenly shy. “You went to a lot of trouble for this.”

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“Not trouble,” Kael said quickly. “Never trouble. I wanted to do this. Wanted to create something special for

us.”

He moved to pull out my chair, the gesture old-fashioned and courtly. I sat, and he took his own seat across from me. For a moment, we just looked at each other, the weight of everything unsaid hanging between us.

“I don’t know where to start,” Kael admitted finally. “There’s so much I want to say. So much I need to explain and apologize for. But I don’t want to overwhelm you. Don’t want to turn this into one more heavy, painful conversation.”

“Then let’s not,” I suggested. “Let’s just… talk. About anything. About nothing. Let’s try to remember how to be comfortable with each other before we tackle the difficult things.”

Kael nodded, relief evident on his face. “Yes. That sounds perfect.”

Staff appeared briefly to serve the first course-a light soup that smelled amazing. They worked efficiently and quietly, then disappeared, leaving us truly alone.

“This garden is beautiful,” I said, looking around at the transformation. “I’ve walked past it before but never really spent time here.”

“It’s one of my favorite spots in the territory,” Kael said. “Quiet. Private. Perfect for when you need to think or just want to escape pack business for a while.”

“How many times did you set this up?” I asked gently. “Before tonight, I mean. Celine mentioned you’d been trying to arrange this for days.”

Kael’s expression became slightly sheepish. “Three times. I set it up three different times, hoping to catch you when you were available. The staff was very patient about it. Never complained about having to prepare meals that ended up going to waste.”

“I’m sorry,” I said, meaning it. “For not being around. For making you go through all this effort repeatedly.”

“Don’t apologize,” Kael said firmly. “You needed space. Time to process everything you’d been through. I understood that. I just…” He smiled slightly. “I just really wanted to see you. To talk to you. To start fixing what I broke.”

We ate in comfortable silence for a while, the soup warming me from the inside. It was good just to sit with him, to share a meal without the pressure of pack business or crisis management or other people’s expectations.

“Tell me something,” Kael said after a few minutes. “Something about you that I don’t know yet. Something that has nothing to do with being Luna or pack politics or any of the chaos we’ve been dealing with.”

I thought for a moment, trying to come up with something personal. Something real.

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“I used to love thunderstorms,” I said finally. “When I was young, before everything got complicated with Damon and pack dynamics. I’d sit by the window and watch the lightning, count the seconds until the thunder. There was something… calming about it. About the power of nature doing its thing regardless of human drama.”

“Used to love?” Kael caught the past tense. “You don’t anymore?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “It’s been a long time since I let myself just sit and enjoy a storm. Everything became about survival and fitting in and trying to be what people expected. Simple pleasures like watching rain seemed frivolous.”

“They’re not frivolous,” Kael said gently. “They’re what make life worth living. The small moments of peace and beauty between the big dramatic events.”

He paused, then added, “Next time there’s a storm, I’d like to watch it with you. If you’d let me.

“I’d like that,” I said, and found I meant it.

The conversation flowed more easily after that. We talked about small things-favorite foods, childhood memories that weren’t too painful, places we’d cach like to visit someday. Nothing deep or difficult. Just the kind of getting-to-know-you conversation we should have had weeks ago but had been too busy surviving crises to manage.

By the time dessert arrived-some kind of berry tart that looked homemade-I realized I was actually enjoying myself. The knot of tension that had been constant in my chest had loosened slightly. The doubt and fear that had been consuming me had faded to background noise.

This was nice. Simple. The kind of evening that gave me hope we might actually be able to build something

real.

Kael must have noticed the shift in my mood, because his own expression had relaxed considerably. The desperate hope from earlier had mellowed into something more genuine. More sustainable.

“Thank you,” he said as we finished dessert. “For giving me this chance. For being willing to try despite everything I put you through.”

“Thank you for trying,” I replied. “For making this effort. For not giving up even when I was pulling away.”

We sat in comfortable silence for a while longer, just enjoying the evening air and the privacy of the garden. The string lights created a warm glow, and somewhere in the distance, I could hear the gentle sounds of the pack settling in for the night.

It wasn’t perfect. The doubt hadn’t disappeared completely. The memory of watching Kael laugh with Ivory still stung. Damon’s poisonous words still echoed in quiet moments.

But this sitting here with my mate, having a simple dinner, remembering how to be comfortable together -this was something. A foundation we could maybe build on.

If we both kept trying.

If I could learn to trust that his complicated feelings for Ivory didn’t mean he couldn’t also care about me.

If he could learn to balance his history with her and his future with me without destroying both

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