Chapter 163. Chosen Mate

Drake’s POV

I was nervous as fuck.

What if she said no?

“Will you stop pacing around?” my sister sighed. “You are driving me insane.”

I looked at her and rolled my eyes.

“I am nervous,” I mumbled as I sat down next to her.

I placed my hand on her belly and rubbed it softly. I couldn’t believe that I would be getting a nephew soon.

“Stop being nervous,” Daisy sighed. “That girl is so freaking in love with you. She is going to say yes.”

I looked at my sister and smiled.

“Do you really think so?” I asked, making Daisy chuckle.

“Yes,” she nodded. “Stop worrying.”

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair.

I wasn’t nervous just because I was about to ask Amy to become my chosen mate. I was nervous because of everything the witch had just told us.

“Where is Andrew?” I asked Daisy.

“Taking a shower,” she mumbled. “He was freaked out when he came home.”

“Of course he was,” I mumbled. “If what