Page 25 of Unknowingly Being his Brat

“I’ve known you were my mate since you turned seventeen,”I informed him, hoping this knowledge would make him realize just how long I’d planned for our future together.“You weren’t old enough for us to mate, and I was perfectly fine waiting for you, knowing you had no idea who I was to you.”

“I didn’t.”

“Your dad did. I told him as soon as I found out. He didn’t want Jeremy to know, though, afraid of what it would do to my friendship with Jeremy, and then he feared Jeremy would tell you.”

He made a scoffing sound, which was mostly just a snort.“He just hoped you’d end up with Jeremy in the end and not me.”

I hated to admit it, but maybe Milo was right about that. But no one could come between fate. Not even Paul, who’d always been fond of me.

“Maybe,” I conceded. “But he knew where my heart was. Or rather, with whom.”

“What made you change your mind about me being immature?”he asked.

I nuzzled my head carefully against his, needing to touch him.“When I said that, it was because I was hurting. You’d just admitted to only kissing me because you wanted to hurt Jeremy by taking something from him. I felt used.”

“That wasn’t my intention,”he hurried to say, nuzzling back against my throat lazily.

“I know that. We both made mistakes that day, but I want to move forward with you now, no more hurt feelings or confusion. I want you, Milo. As my mate.”

“I want that, too, Darius. I guess I just fear what happens when we’re no longer in our wolf forms.”

“What do you mean?”

“I feel less vulnerable like this, speaking through our minds, wearing my fur like armor. Shredding all of that and facing you is…. Daunting in a way.”

That was close to what I was feeling myself. Maybe these next two days with us forced to only communicate while both in our wolf forms would do us good.

“I’m scared, too,”I admitted.“I already messed up too many times to count. When it comes to you it seems I can’t do logical thinking.”

He snorted.“You were ready to bite Silas for daring to touch me.”

The mention of Silas had me growling in anger all over again. How dared he touch what was mine!

Milo’s snout nuzzled into my side again, quieting my anger like it was nothing. Calming my wolf instantly.

“Can I sleep here, next to you?” I asked, hoping he would allow it. Last night, I’d slept on the couch, not wanting to be too far from him.

“Please,” he begged, snuggling into my side, making me soar with happiness.

I couldn’t remember ever sleeping that soundly. Milo’s soothing presence next to me had me feeling content all night. It also felt like a true bonding moment for our wolves, sleeping cuddled up together like that, both of us needing the closeness, the reassurance that we were together now, that finally things had turned for us.

“Morning,” I whispered, nuzzling my nose against his. I had to be careful around his neck, even if I wanted to hide my face away under his face, scent-markinghis neck.

“Morning,” he whispered back, returning my nose kiss.

“How are you feeling?”I asked. It had been two days since he’d gotten attacked, but he seemed much better already.

“Tired, but better.”

Neither of us moved, both content to stay cuddled on the carpet for a bit longer.

“I hope things between you and Jeremy will remain the same,”he said, seemingly out of the blue.

“Why wouldn’t it?”

“Jeremy and I aren’t exactly close, and him hearing why I kissed you… I guess I just fear I’ll be the reason your friendship breaks, and I don’t want that.”

I was confused. “Did you tell him you only found out we were mates to piss him off?”