Chapter Twenty-Eight

Nathalia’s POV

As Marcellus steps into my cozy nesting room, a flicker of unease dances across his face, hinting at a hidden turmoil.

‘Oh, No Aneira, he is going to reject us!’ I cried to her.

“No, mate, will not leave us to just breathe,” Aneira says with confidence.

“Little bit, before we proceed any further, I feel the need to have a heartfelt conversation with you. There is an intense desire within me to be with you intimately, but I am also conscious of the importance of respecting your boundaries. It is crucial for us to discuss this matter openly and honestly, ensuring that we are both comfortable and on the same page.” He says, while walking to the edge of my nest.

With a whine, I looked at him. “Will you still want me once my heat is over? Or am I just a hole to knot?” I ask.

“Never, ever say that again! You will never be just a play thing to me! You are my mate and I will do everything in my power to make you feel wanted, loved, and needed.” He exclaimed.

“I am no long