Helanie:
The way Charlotte said that, and the way Maximus awkwardly looked away with his eyes closed and fists clenched, I realized she was telling the truth. And even she looked like she had seen a ghost. The anxious body language, the blinking of her eyes, and the way she was nervously fidgeting with her fingers while watching Maximus’s face to say something, it said it all. She felt it, and he did too. And I guess she wanted him to confirm.
"Maximus, what is she saying?" I asked very softly, not trying to judge him. It wouldn’t be their fault.
After Emmet found his mate, somewhere in the back of my mind, I had grown suspicious of what was to become next of my other mates. But then there was this feeling that maybe I was not physically involved with Emmet anymore, that the Moon Goddess decided to give him another mate. But that would not make any sense either, because we haven’t rejected each other yet, so why would she already give him a mate out of pity? That would have been a second chance mate. He is her fated mate for a reason.
"I don’t know, there has to be, it has to be a mistake. There is no way." Maximus started shaking his head, and I watched the look of sheer sadness on Charlotte’s face. And I understood her pain. It sucks when you feel a mate bond with your mate and he tells you he doesn’t want you. Isn’t that how it first started with my mates? Some of them were pretty hateful towards me in the beginning. But only after months did they change.
"It has to be a mistake. There is no fucking way." Maximus groaned, and the minute he did, Charlotte slowly lowered her hands and her head. I could only imagine she was holding back her tears. Of course, it is not easy for someone to finally find her mate and then be rejected by them in the same minute. And him saying that was nothing better than a rejection.
"Yeah, I’m sure I’m just a mistake," she said, finally, starting to walk away.
She walked past me in tears, and I felt so guilty. That is when Maximus rushed to hold my hands.
"It doesn’t matter what she is. I don’t want a second chance mate. I will reject her," he started saying, trying to comfort me, when I slipped my hands out of his.
"She is not your second chance mate. She is your fated mate, just like I have four, you now have two," I corrected him so that he understands that she wasn’t his second chance mate. A fated mate means a lot.
"Well, then good. I don’t want a fucking fated mate either. I already have one," Maximus said, his voice stunned.
"How about we just go and join the others for dinner? I don’t want to focus on this right now," I said, as my heart was losing its beats.
I did not want to acknowledge the fact that the others would find fated mates as well. It was like a slow-burn horror movie, and the ending was not so happy.
"Helanie," Maximus held my face in his hands. "Look at me, you’re the only one I want," he said.
The difference between them having mates and me having mates was that they did not want the woman they were fated to. For Emmet, he had once loved her, so I couldn’t really say. But Maximus never liked Charlotte, so him finding a mate in her was maybe that’s why he was not very interested in her.
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