Chapter 152. I’m Happy

Wyatt ran his hands through his hair and bent in front of me. He grabbed my hand and cupped my cheek with his other hand. “Filippa, you're losing reality.” He uttered seriously.

My eyes widened slightly, and I subconsciously gripped my dress. Despite that I tried to hide it from Wyatt; he knew that my blacked-out state seemed to be increasing with every second that ticked.

Wyatt pried the dress away from my hand and held my hand with his big hands. “The seer informed me that you were like that because you're not mated to that jerk. Moreover, his wolf is also getting weaker.” Wyatt clarified seriously

Oswald's eyes made contact with mine, and he eagerly nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice as if to agree with Wyatt's words.

I took a glance at my two mates and squeezed my finger, my racing heart