The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 213

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Chapter 213: In Every Form, I Still Love You

"But I should’ve ..." Edmund lowered his head, his voice cracking like something inside him had finally broken. "I should’ve tried harder to control him. If I had ... maybe I could’ve stopped it. Maybe I could’ve saved them."

He buried his face in his hands, trying to block out the memories. "I should’ve run away before it happened. I should’ve left earlier, and then maybe ... I wouldn’t have killed them."

It might sound heartless, but deep down, Primrose truly believed that death had been the most fitting end for Edmund’s parents.

If Edmund had run away while they were still alive, there was always the chance he might run into them again, and that would have ruined his life all over again.

So yes, in her heart, Primrose was glad they were gone. Because if they weren’t, she might’ve been the one to hunt them down and make sure they never hurt him again.

"Edmund. Hey, Edmund!" Primrose called out, needing to bring him back to her. "You were four." She repeated more firmly, "You were just a four-year-old boy, and the only thing you ever knew was pain and fear."

"What happened back then ... it wasn’t because you were a monster." She reached for his hands. "It happened because your parents didn’t protect you the way they should’ve."

They didn’t protect him from the world and worse, they didn’t protect him from themselves. So the part of him that was supposed to guard him—his wolf—had no choice but to take over.

"But still ..." Edmund mumbled, his head bowed low. "Aren’t you scared of me? After what I just told you ... after knowing what I’ve done?"

[I can control my wolf better now,] he thought. But sometimes, when things get too chaotic, he still manages to take over.

[What if I hurt her one day? What if I lose control again?]

[I never should’ve let her love me. I should’ve just marked her and walked away.]

That was one of the reasons why he had run from her in the other timeline. Not just because he feared hurting her, but because he was terrified that a darker version of himself might do something unforgivable to the woman he loved.

Primrose cupped his face in her hands, then leaned in close and whispered, "If I was afraid of you ... would I do this?"

She kissed him softly. Just once. But in that single touch, all the noise in Edmund’s head went quiet.

"I’m not afraid of you." She kissed him again, gently and slowly—once, twice, three times—until he froze completely under the weight of her love.

His lips were still cold from the water and the wind, but every time she kissed him, they got a little warmer.

"But ... what if," Edmund whispered, gently stopping her with his hands, "what if I accidentally hurt you someday? Even if I don’t mean to?"

"It’s called an accident for a reason, my husband," Primrose said with a light smile. "An accident isn’t something you plan. It’s something that just happens. And I know—no, I believe you would never hurt me on purpose."

"How can you be so sure?" he asked softly.

"Because you love me." She looked at him like he was the only person in the world. "My husband loves me with all his heart, and I know he’d do everything in his power to protect me."