"Damn." Tristan sighs out.
"Yeah, so um, I totally get it if you want to reject me." I say sadly, my eyes cast to the floor.
"Reject you? Autumn, no. I'd never. You are my goddess-gifted mate. You, my sweet, strong, beautiful mate," He says while lifting my chin to look at him, "are made for me. We are the other halves of each other's soul, destined to be together. We will get through all of this, together." He finishes, placing a loving kiss on my forehead.
With Tristan's words, a wave of relief washes over me, dispelling the fears and insecurities that had clouded my mind. His unwavering acceptance and devotion fill me with a sense of warmth and belonging unlike anything I've ever known.
"Thank you, Tristan," I whisper, my voice trembling with emotion. "I feel the same way about you.
