‘If you take this choice from me, you’re no better than they are.’
Her words fucking haunt me, and I keep repeating them as I give her space to get ready.
She wants to die today, and I don’t know how I’m going to go through with it.
A soft pulse of electricity hums over my skin, and I finally manage a full breath, rather than the choked, panicked ones I’ve been fighting.
Mate.
Her soul is connected to mine. If she doesn’t come back as an immortal, then I will wait an eternity for herto be reborn. And when I finally find her again, I will gladly convince her to choose me all over again.
Chapter 59
Vivian’s Point of View
Rule fifty-nine:Make sure to leave your smut where he can find it.
The images fade, and my eyes flutter open.
Not images – Sin’s memories.
My eyes find his, the same way they always do when we’re together. I have to say something – anything, but my voice gets caught in my throat.
This entire time.
He’s wanted me, waited for me, this entire time.
I’m stunned speechless. Every time I felt him through the mate bond, he would send the warm, comforting feeling.
Have I really been so starved for that emotion that I couldn’t recognize the feeling of being loved?
The answer is painfully obvious. Of course I have.
Sin’s jaw is clenched tight as he takes in every microscopic change in my expression. His shoulders are hunched, like he’s anxiously waiting for me to be angry with him.
If I had sound mental health and a good childhood, I might be upset that he stalked me for years, invaded my privacy, and then neglected to mention it.
A smile breaks across my face instead. My fear of abandonment falls away, and it feels like shedding a suffocating skin.
Sin has seen me at my worst and admired me for it. I don’t need to worry that he’ll see my broken pieces and then finally change his mind. He loves meformy darkness, not despite it.
“You love me,” I whisper, needing to say it.
He shakes his head, gently cupping the back of my neck. “I don’t just love you. This feeling between us is beyond love. It’s fucking deadly because there is no universe for me if your soul is gone. You are my reason for existing. You areeverythingto me.”
He pulls back, sinking to his knees before me. His hands settle on my thighs as he stares up at me in utter reverence. “I have been alive for thousands of years, never daring to hope that I would find you. I know I don’t deserve you. But I cannot breathe, cannot fucking exist without you by my side. I need you. So,please. Please accept a piece of my soul. It’s already yours.”
A tear slips down my cheek, and my chest squeezes. Sin and I are one and the same. We both never thought we were deserving of love, and yet somehow, our souls found each other – our other half. And for the first time, I believe him. There is no existence without each other.
His gaze is still pleading as he waits for my answer, and I slip off the bed, lifting onto my knees so that our eyes are level.
“I need you, too. I’m yours.” Something desperate and hopeful ghosts across his face, and I kiss him softly before continuing, “I love you, Sin. You’re mine. Completely and irrevocably, you are mine.”
His eyes widen a fraction, and then his mouth crushes against mine.
“Yours. I am fuckingyours,kitten,” he chokes out the words against my lips, and I tug on his hair, as we fall into another desperate kiss.
I fumble with his clothes, desperate to feel him, and Sin lets out a low growl. He cups my ass, lifting me easily, and my back hits the wall.
