“Would you have liked it if I was your mate?”
Ember didn’t know Morpheus was staring at her since she was looking at the scenery. “Definitely. If it were you, I wouldn’t have to be so cautious all the time. With you, it would have been fun. We could fly anywhere, talking and laughing as we roamed around the various places.”
“Then do you want to?” he asked, looking at her intently.
As if sensing the heat in his gaze, she turned to face him. “I want to but…”
“But?”
“If I become your mate, then I won’t be the King’s mate anymore, right?” she asked.
“Yes, you will only be mine,” he said. His eyes showed that he was taking this conversation seriously, but this human failed to see that.
“Then, I cannot do it. I cannot leave him,” she said and remembered the few good things among the many that made her wary of Draven.
If Ember were to be asked, the one thing she wanted the most at this moment was to show her gratitude for the man who gave her everything when she had nothing.
Draven Aramis was intimidating, and it was awkward to communicate with him. There were many things she didn’t understand about him, but it was because of that that she wanted to not give up on understanding him.
She remembered how he took care of her when she was scared after using her powers. He made sure everything was available for her without asking anything in return. When she was being thrown out towards the human villages, it was Draven who allowed her to stay by making her his mate…his family.
Most importantly, he gave her something precious to her that she longed for all her life–a name. Not only did he give her a name, he also allowed her to use his surname.
Ember Aramis.
It was Draven who gave her a family and an identity.
How could she cruelly abandon him when she’s not yet even put effort into knowing her mate?
“The King, he is my only family. Even if I feel scared of him now, it’s because I do not understand him yet,” she said wistfully. “I am alive because of him. I am here because of him. I met you because of him. He had given me more than anything I could ever wish for.”
Morpheus stared at her for a while.
‘She says she is scared of him, but it’s simply because she cannot understand her feelings for him. That dumb Dragon. He doesn’t deserve her at all,’ he thought and then answered her question, “I was wondering if you are sure that you don’t want to be my mate.” freewebnøvel.com
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