Chapter 57

Celeste’s heart moved in her chest at the revelation, her hand gripping onto the shirt she wore. Before now, she thought she’d never hear him say those words, back then she thought that he would never be hers, but as always, fate was the thing that led her life. Every time she doubted herself and Zillon, fate would always lead her down a path she never expected to be on.

Like the night that she thought she’d never be his mate…

Like that time when she thought he’d never choose her…

And like now when she doubted his love for her…

It seems fate was only cruel to her, only to be nice to her in the end… and somehow she didn’t detest it for all the pain it had previously put her through…after all she had this… she had him…

She had Zillon…

Gripping the shirt tighter, she smiled up at her mate. “Sure?”

“Positive…”

“Well then I…I love you too.”

“I know, kitte—”

Three claps boomed against their ears, cutting Zillon off, and the scent