Fated For Lycan's Luna

Chapter 107

Arthur's POV

Since when did I start getting anxious about this day coming.

All these years, my heart had always settled with accepting whether or not I would be her mate or not.

It’s not that I never liked Carrie or anything. In fact, the moment I realized that the way she looked at

me changed and I already knew that my heart was hers.

However, I could not find myself responding to her actions, that is because I am afraid to hurt her more

than anything.

We werewolves had our own destiny, our own fates.

While it is not impossible to defy the fate given to each of us, it came with a cost that is too much to

bear.

Carrie, knowing who she is, the moment she knew that her mate is not me, she would not hesitate to

reject whoever he is at all cost.

And the cost of rejection is the pain of having one’s soul being torn apart.

I, knowing how important she is in my heart, could ont bear to have her choose that path… That is why

all this time, I rejected and even ignored all of her advances.

It pained me, more than anything… to always disappoint her expectant face.

It hurt me so much to be the one to reject her sincerity, even if I knew in my heart that it was all that I Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

wanted as well.

As the moment of truth is nearing, I tried to immerse myself to keep myself from thinking about who

Carrie’s mate is.

But the more I denied it, the more I realized that I was afraid.

No…

I was terrified.

I was terrified to learn that I was not the one for her.

I never thought of myself as selfish before, as all I have ever thought for Carrie was to protect her.

But now, the beast in me was screaming, scarring me witless.

I want her.

I desire to be with her.

So much that I could not find myself seeing her on that day.

“You better not be absent, Arthur.” Blake’s voice rang in my head as I looked at the mirror.

I dressed up nicely, and for the first time I shaved the stubble under my chin.

The days looking after the pack to help Blake was not yet over but I could see the traces of fatigue in

my face.

I frowned, suddenly realizing my face seemed to be not pleasing.

So I flipped over my room, tried everything I could find to make myself look good.

Fixing my hair, wearing a suit I have never tried before, and even using a perfume my Father managed

to get in a human town.

I wanted to make sure I would look the best, even though I didn't even know if I would have the

courage to see her looking like this.

“I look different…” I stared at myself, dumbfounded by the silliness I just demonstrated.

None of this is me, even my scent became different.

Even so, I looked out the window and knew that there was no more time, I was already late.

Biting the bullet, I finally stepped out of my room and headed towards the party place. When I saw the

lights and the lively scene, my cowardice got me.

I found myself standing still from a distance, watching everything happening.

I saw Carrie from afar and my entire body froze. Deeply captivated by her beauty, I felt like I was

standing in the middle of the garden under the moonlight

Before my eyes I witness a beautiful flower, one of a kind, bloom before the starry skies.

My heart leaped and my chest tightened, I had the urge to stretch out my hand and take the flower for

myself.

However, I cannot, as I knew the possibility of it not belonging to me.

And so I stayed there and watched her become the star of the moment, the light of the party.

Somehow, as I saw her smile, I could not help but want to go and greet her at least.

Unknowingly I moved my feet slowly approaching the venue.

But then as I reached a certain distance toward her, my body froze.

Smelling a fragrant aroma, like a river of rose lingering on every inch of my skin I stared wide eyed in

surprise.

My mind could no longer process my thoughts and I could only watch her expression change from

happiness to despair.

I watch her running outside, with Chloe in tow.

Worry in my heart bloomed as I followed them from the forest.

When I heard her wail, my wolf was rampaging, begging me to approach and comfort her.

Like a slave to my desire and the wolf in me I stepped forward calling her name without even thinking

of the right words to say. “Carrie… mate…”

I saw her cry as I slowly approached.

She was devastated for some reason, but the moment our eyes met, my world stopped.

Both of us stared in disbelief realizing the destiny infront of us.

We are mates.

“Carrie… my mate…” I muttered softly, while my heart leaped with joy and relief.

I never dreamed of seeing this moment, yet here we are.

Carrie looked at me and every change in expression caused a ripple in my heart.

Slowly the people started to gather and Blake also started to urge forward.

I called her name once more, wanting to hold her hand,

But she started to move away with a faint blush of red covering her face… then she ran.

The moment I saw her actions it was as if the sky fell on me violently.

My entire body felt cold as I pursued her in anxiety. Why did she avoid me?

Perhaps because I was so used to her approaching me first that I never expected that she would reject

my advances at all.

I ran and followed her, not wanting to leave her alone. In the end, we ended up at the garden where it

all started.

Carrie was squatting at a certain familiar corner with her ears almost as red as a tomato.

I sighed and sat beside her, looking at her face who was still trying to avoid my gaze. I wanted to hug

her, tell her what I really felt even before I was not even her mate.

But in the end, I just ended up holding her hand, “Carrie…”

The moment I took her hand, her body froze, stiff and anxious.

Gently the top of her hand with my thumb, I looked at her and said, “It’s alright… don’t pressure

yourself…”

“Ever since we are young, it was you who kept pursuing me… but now… let me pursue you instead.”

Carrie looked stupefied as she looked at me in surprise. She opened her mouth to speak however, we

were interrupted by the cheers around.

“Wooohoo! In the end, you two were really for each other!” This teases and the likes came flying

around, making Carrie look more docile and embarrassed.

Blake also looked at me meaningfully as I gave a wry smile.

It seems like what I told him before would be eaten by me without a doubt. Now I have to resign to my

fate.

If I wanted to be with my mate… then I have to pursue her… just like how she pursued me back then.