Ella’s POV
We got to a clearing, the one we had been the day before, where I had met him the day of the fight with the rogues and comforted him.
He dusted off a spot for me and asked me to sit. “Sit, my mate.”
I smiled, the memory of how he had rejected me five years ago flashing through my mind. I wouldn’t have believed that a day like this would come. Truly, time changed everything. Kevin had looked at me with ice in his eyes on that day but now had fire in his eyes and the warmth threatened to melt me.
If he hadn’t rejected me, we wouldn’t be here. I wouldn’t have had to escape to the blue river pack. I wouldn’t have had to be kidnapped on my from there and I wouldn’t have had to be here stuck on a journey that was taking ages.
We would have kids by now if we had been mated that night. Do I regret not getting mated with Kevin that night?
No. I loved the memories I built after that night though I wasn’t pleased with all of them. I wouldn’t have met mad granny and I might not have found the cure to my muteness. I loved that I was finally able to talk and knew it would go a long way in making me get accepted as the Luna of the pack.
Kevin must also be immensely relieved by that. Even if he found out immediately I left how much he loved me, me being mute would have still posed a problem for us within the pack. Some of the wolves didn’t want me and I didn’t doubt that their minds hadn’t changed. I wondered if their opinion and dislike of me would change once they find out that I could now talk and I must confess that I was worried about that and that unavoidable meeting back at home made me fear our journey home more than anything.
Looking at the past now made me wonder if Kevin had rejected me as his mate then for my sake. We were very good friends and I didn’t see why he rejected me that harshly. I suspected that he must have known that I would face difficulty as a mute Luna and no one might want to obey my orders.
I was convinced that was the case but I couldn’t ask him. I didn’t want him to think I was dwelling on the past and probably judging him for it which was the last thing I was doing.
I had meant it when I said I had forgiven him the other day. I had truly forgiven him and totally signed up to be his mate for as long as we both shall live.
He turned to me, studying my face. “You are doing it again. You are thinking.”
I sighed. I had forgotten so soon again that he could pick up on even the slightest shift in my mood.
“What are you thinking of this time?” He asked.
“I was thinking of home.”
“You seem to be doing that a lot.” He noted.
“Isn’t everyone doing that?” I countered.
“Yes but you seem to be doing that more than others.”
“Maybe because I hadn’t been home in a long time while the others were recently. Isn’t it normal that I think of it from time to time wondering how it has changed and if I would be able to blend in after being away for so long?” I said, hoping that he would drop the question.
“You will be able to blend in. You have me and then you have our blood running in your veins, blending in with the pack wouldn’t be a problem.”
“I hope so.” I muttered under my breath, hoping that he was right.
“I am curious about something, Ella. I’ve been curious ever since I found out your belongings lying deserted on a carriage and realized that you were kidnapped. I wanted to ask when I saw you but rescuing you and getting you home was my biggest priority that I didn’t get to ask.”
He sounded so nervous and unsure as he spoke, which was unlike him and that made me curious and worried.
“What is it that you want to know?” I asked, prodding him when he didn’t talk immediately.
He still didn’t talk except to swallow.
“Kevin?” I called out. “Do you want to ask if I love you?” I teased, hoping that would bring him out of his shell.
He chuckled. “That? I don’t have to ask to know if you love me. At this point, I know you love me.”
“What then is the problem?”
“Why exactly did you want to come home?” He blurted out. “Don’t tell me it’s because of me because you would have followed me on that day when I asked you to if that was the case. I knew you wouldn’t have traveled if something important hadn’t happened to you. You are not someone to change your mind easily.”
I sighed. He always caught on too quick.
“Am I right that it wasn’t because of me?” He pressed.
I exhaled a breath I had been holding for too long without realizing that I was doing that. “I came because of you but it wasn’t all because of you.”
“What then is the reason you traveled home alone days after I left?”