Klive Brion POV.
She did not believe me. It was clear in her eyes. She did not believe a single f*****g word I said.
It is now or never!
-Rhett muttered, concerned in his eyes, "Good luck."
I inhaled deeply, preparing myself for the next words I needed to say to her. I was never the romantic type, so I hoped my honesty would suffice.
"We are mates," I said softly, brushing my thumb against her flushed cheek. She rubbed her brows in perplexity, her green eyes questioning my last sentence. My heart thudded painfully in my chest as I sighed. "You are my destined mate, the one the Moon Goddess chose for me to be my perfect match."
"What are you talking about?" she asked, her voice trembling and her hands tight around my shoulders.
I swallowed my nerves. "I am not sure how to explain it
