Blinking his beautiful emerald green eyes, Rowland just couldn't understand what Cassy meant by her words. What was she even talking about?
"What…I don't understand. How can you be so sure when the mating season isn't over yet?" He asked, knitting his brows.
"I really can't have a mate…it's not about the mating season…I am not just entitled to have one" Cassy replied, biting her lips so hard.
"Everyone is entitled to have a mate, Cassy. It might be delayed but every wolf has a mate. It's either you accept your mate or reject them but they do have mates" Rowland said looking at her.
It can't be possible that a werewolf wasn't given a mate by the Moon goddess. It might come late but in the end, the mate always shows up. How can she be so sure when she hasn't clocked her eighteenth-year birthday?
That was what Rowland knew and that was what he grew up believing.
"I am not talking about everyone, Rolly. I am talking about myself. I can't have a mate" Cassy said, finally looking into his eyes.
"Why?"Rowland asked, caressing her hair.
He loves the feeling of touching that full and silky hair of hers. He also knows that it made her feel relaxed. Rowland had noticed how she had been hiding her flustered state since the topic of mates was brought up.
"I believe my father cursed me because of my mother. He always tells me I can never have a mate just like my mother" Cassy said as a drop of tears escaped her eyes.
"Your mother? She doesn't have a mate? Wasn't your father her mate?" He asked.
"No, she wasn't. He said my mother was just his girlfriend before he met his mate" Cassy said, a tear threatening to escape from her eyes.
"Does it mean that your father is still with his mate?" Rowland asked, feeling more confused.
"No. He had to get married to my mother after the death of his mate and he discovered she was pregnant. That's what brought about the hatred. My father hates my mother because he claims she killed his mate" Cassy said.
"What? Your mother? How did your father know about it?" Rowland asked in surprise.
Cassy's mother killed her father's mate and he got married to her. His mate's murderer? Was that the reason for the curse?
"Yeah, that was my first reaction when I heard the story from Aunt Greta last month. I was beyond shocked. I guess that's why the curse was working. Aunt Greta even confirmed that I can't have a mate even though she didn't tell me the reason. And here I was thinking you might be my mate" Cassy said, looking sad.
"Aunt Greta? Who is she?" Rowland asked, scrunching his nose.
A habit he does whenever he tries to remember something or someone.
"What are you thinking about? She is my mother's sister. She is the only family who cared about me after my mother's death" Cassy explained, obviously noticing his expression.
Cassy looked at him and asked." Do you know my aunt?".
"I don't think so. The name sounds familiar though", Rowland said, shaking off his thoughts.
Cassy then murmured under her breath", Of course, you wouldn't know her. You are after all not the prince!"
"What did you say?" Rowland asked, pretending not to hear her words.
"It's nothing. I am just… just ranting in my head" she said, grinning.
Rowland shook his head and decided not to expose her. He turned to look at Cassy's face again "How did your father know your mother killed his mate?".
"For that….I don't know. Neither my father nor my aunt wants to tell me anything. But I think there is a big secret somewhere. It's strange because my mother wasn't that type" Cassy said, looking at the lilies.
" Every mother looks innocent in the eyes of their child likewise the child to the mother. I am not saying she did it but I am trying to tell you to just see your mother just like how you have always seen her. Let that memory of your time with her be the only ones in your head "
Cassy smiled and nodded to his words. Rowland was correct."My mother never said a word to me till she died. My father always mocks her, saying it was her punishment but Aunt Greta always says it was quite unfortunate for her to meet my father. I don't get why they are saying opposite things
"Oh! That means there must be something they are hiding", Rowland said scrunching his nose again.
"Yeah. But fortunately for me and…them, I don't care. I don't want to know anything either", she said, smiling faintly.
"Why? Are you sure you are okay?" Rowland asked in a caring tone.
"I already have you, what more can I ask for?" Cassy said, still smiling.
"Cassy, just remember I will always stand by you, okay?" Rowland said.
"What if you find your mate?" She asked again, this time she was trying to hide her tears.
He smiled at her as he took those delicate hands that seemed to cool his heart whenever he touched them. He brought his finger to touch those luscious lips that were pouting, and ready to be kissed.
Rowland leaned forward to whisper something into her ears. She closed her eyes at the alluring scent of this man. Yes, he would become a man in six months.
"What if I do? I could just reject her if she is not you. Remember I told you. I love you, Cassy" Rowland whispered seductively in her ears.
Cassy's heart was beating very fast. She knew she wasn't supposed to love him. She wasn't supposed to be with a mate. She wasn't supposed to love or be loved but why does she feel strange?
"You will be the only one for me. I don't give a fuck about mates. I don't care if my mate is out there. All I know is that I got a mate in you. You are my mate now and always", Rowland continued whispering in her ears.
"Rolly, you are different… you might get into trouble if you reject your mates.
They knew they weren't supposed to do anything but Rowland wanted to assure Cassy of his undying love for her.
Rowland drew her tightly to his chest as her scent wafted through his nose. He felt his heart beating and his eyes remained glued to those tempting lips.
Without warning, he plunged his mouth into hers and began to devour it hungrily.