Nova’s POV
My heart pounded in my chest as the words tumbled from my lips, “Are you going to reject me?” The vulnerability I felt was palpable, the fear of his answer etched into every trembling syllable.
I watched as Drystan’s expression shifted, a flicker of remorse passing across his features. I held my breath, bracing myself for the impending verdict. Is he going to do it? Is he going to reject me?
Just yesterday, he comforted me, saying that I shouldn’t have to worry about who my mate was going to be. He promised that he wouldn’t let my mate reject me and that he would force him to be with me.
He even said that whoever my mate was going to be would be so lucky. Now that it turns out he is the lucky person he was talking about, would he reject me?
Sensing my trepidation, Drystan spoke, his voice gentle but resolute. “Noba, I…” He paused, and I could see the conflict raging within him.
I willed him to understand, my eyes pleading with him to see the depth of my feelings.
Mustering every ounce of courage I possessed, I pressed on, “Drystan, I am your mate. Can we at least try to make this work?” The desperation in my tone betrayed the frantic beating of my heart.
“Nova, we both know this wouldn’t work. You are like a younger sister to me and—“
“I had a crush on you, Drystan. You weren’t just an older brother to me,” I blurted out before he could finish his sentence and crush my heart again.
Drystan’s eyes widened when he heard my words. He blinked in disbelief, not knowing that I had harboured a crush on him for so long.
Now that we finally found out that we were mates, it was the right time for me to finally confess my hidden feelings.
“I don’t know how it started, but before you judge me I just want to let you know that it all started after my sister died.” I continued as he gazed at me with surprise.
“W-Why didn’t you tell me?” Drystan asked as his gaze softened.
“How could I?” I asked him back. “I know you only see me as a younger sister and I had never hoped for something more despite my feelings. I was stupid for letting myself fall in love with you. I was never going to confess to you. I had always planned to keep my feelings hidden, knowing that I stood no chance with you.”
I paused as I searched his eyes, hoping to see something else more than the pity and the guilty look he had on his face.
“Now that we are finally mates and you finally knew the truth, do I still stand no chance?” I asked him as I pleaded with him through my eyes.
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