Chapter 71

Danica’s POV

I swear, I didn’t mean to make him feel guilty by crying right now. But I couldn’t help it. Thinking about it all over again made it impossible not to cry.

I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that he did that, knowing I might probably never acknowledge the mate bond, yet he doesn’t even regret it.

I wasn’t the one that teetered on death’s bed hours ago but I’m the one crying like I’d just narrowly escaped death itself.

After what seemed like an eternity, I succumbed into his embrace. My hands slowly curled on the sides of his shirt, holding him to myself as I let the sobs do their thing, until they subsided.

“Shh, baby. Please forgive me,” he cooed, caressing my cheeks right after wiping the last waterfall off my face.

Before I could think about anything else, he’d already scooped me into his arms and then he led me towards the bathroom.

“How about a soothing bath after all those tears and emotions?” He muttered an