Page 195 of His Fated Luna

A smile broke out on Rose’s face.

“I’d been so worried after what you said. I thought that maybe everyone made a mistake about me. Maybe I couldn’t turn….I thought that I didn’t…deserve to be here,” Rose said the words a little sadly.

“I'm the one that doesn’t deserve to be here, Rose,” I whispered achingly as I watched her leave.

I couldn’t help but think the universe had a shrewd way of throwing my past mistakes into my face. Had my off-hand comments really caused this much turmoil and worry for Rose? The entire time, she’d always been worried about shifting and I’d been the reason.

Rose's POV

“So you and Dad mated?” I asked excitedly, sitting next to Auntie Hilda after dad had left us alone.

I’d noticed their matching rings and mingled scents. It was still such a surreal feeling, having such heightened senses. But I was acclimatizing slowly.

“You were much less enthusiastic the first time you found out,” Auntie Hilda commented with a raised eyebrow.

“I was? Well, that’s odd. Because right now, I can’t help but think how perfect you two actually are for each other.”

Auntie Hilda let out a small laugh. “Oh, Rose, I’m so happy you were released from the hospital!"

“Will you tell me what happened? No one’s telling me. Did I get into an accident or something?”

Auntie Hilda looked at me apologetically. “I think Dr. Danvers prefers for us to not disclose it right now. It would be too much information all at once.”

I looked down at my hands pensively.

“Am I happy with Aiden?”

“Extremely,” Auntie Hilda assured. “And the boy dotes on you. He’d build a temple in your name if he could.”

“Why? How did this happen? He didn’t want to be with me.”

“I think…I think as time passed, and you started spending more time with him, things just fell into place naturally. Your mating ceremony was divine.” Auntie Hilda spoke nostalgically as she reminisced about memories I was not privy to.

I’d mated with someone, had a mating ceremony too, and didn’t even remember. I was about to have a child with someone I didn’t even remember being with.

Were we just fulfilling the requirement to mate or was there something more between us?

“There’s no pressure to try and remember,” Auntie Hilda scolded lightly. “Dr. Danvers said when it happens, it happens.”

“And what if it never happens?” It was a definite possibility; I had concluded internally.

“Well, we’ll cross that bridge if we get to it.” Auntie Hilda patted my hand reassuringly before getting up to go put dinner on the stove.

I looked down at my phone’s wallpaper, staring at Aiden’s face. I’d never seen such an expression of devotion on Aiden’s face, ever. At least not directed at me.

A blinding headache threatened to split my skull open, and I finally dropped my phone, clutching my head in my hands.

Chapter 62

“Love is a choice you make from moment to moment.” – Barbara De Angelis

Rose’s POV

The next day, I was at the pack clinic. If I had been afraid of not feeling anything for my unborn baby, it seemed I had nothing to worry about. Because the minute the ultrasound showed a tiny blip and the technician let me hear the furious pitter patter of my pup’s heartbeat, I was done for. I knew I would do anything to ensure the well-being of my baby. And with this surge of protectiveness came the overwhelming need to share this happiness with the person partly responsible for it.

“Can I get a recording? For Alpha Aiden?” I requested.

He’d wanted to come with me, but I hadn’t felt comfortable agreeing to it. Now I was regretting the decision. He had a right to be here too.