This was the only way he could show his anger, by standing firm, by refusing to accept Chase’s claim. He wanted to protect Addison’s heart above all else. He couldn’t bear the idea of her being shattered by a false mate bond or controlled like a soulless puppet.
No matter what anyone said, Levi simply couldn’t bring himself to believe Chase’s claim, at least for now, not yet.
Chase didn’t deny Levi’s barbed words. He knew all too well how vile Dark Witches were, and how despicable the people who worked with them could be. He had seen their methods up close and witnessed their cruelty firsthand. In many ways, he understood their depravity far better than Levi ever could.
That was precisely why he despised them so deeply, and why he had spent all this time quietly scheming against them.
"I know you might not believe my claim," Chase said, his gaze locked on Addison without blinking. "If I were in your position... even I wouldn’t easily believe myself. Or I might get killed without even knowing how I died."
His jaw twitched as memories of the past flashed before him, fear creeping slowly into his heart. Yet he refused to let go of the mate bond he had just discovered. Right now, he felt like a fish long left to die on dry ground, gasping under the scorching sun, with no hope of returning to the water.
Then Addison came, and it was as if a gentle hand had pushed him back into life, back into the water, offering him hope beyond revenge and bloodshed. She was the light cutting through his dark, bloody path. The darker that path had become, the more he craved the warmth that was slowly blooming in his chest, the love that came with the mate bond, a love he had thought he had lost and would never feel forever.
It was as if he had always known Addison, as if he had been born for her. Every battle he had fought, every hardship he had endured, had led him to this moment, just to meet her. It was as though the Moon Goddess herself had given him life so he could carve a bloody path for her, ensuring she could shine brightly without ever needing to soil her hands.
Although he hated killing and felt himself slowly losing his humanity to the path of revenge and bloodshed, which his enemies had forced upon him, but right now, it felt like something had shifted inside him. If all of this, the pain, the battles, the hatred, had been his fate, then perhaps it had been so he could become stronger, more driven, and ready to protect and love his fated mate.
With Addison, it felt as if his past was merging with his future. His heart, once filled with burning hatred and an unrelenting desire for vengeance, had begun to find a serene calm. He knew the past would not easily fade, but because of her, he no longer had to drown in it. She had become his lifeboat, keeping him afloat in the storm of emotions that churned endlessly within him.
But Chase couldn’t easily wrap his mind around it. Why had he been given another mate? Was Addison truly his second chance mate?
A sudden thought flickered through his mind, two words echoing over and over: "True Mate". Was Addison really his true mate and not a second-chance mate? If so... why had the Moon Goddess given him a mate before? Was she meant only to die, to become the driving force behind his relentless quest for revenge, so that he could eventually meet this so-called True Mate?

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