Dinner

Richard’s POV:

It was difficult to find words to quantify how I felt at hearing all of that come from my mate’s mouth. I knew that she was just repeating what the moon goddess had said to her while she was in that trance. But it was still such a profound statement that I couldn’t imagine what kind of

“Arielle,” I began to speak but she cut me off with a shaky breath and smile aimed at her hands which were now on her lap.

“I know that you don’t believe me, because I mean, who would?” She began to talk. “I know that, but please believe that what I say is the truth. I’m not lying to you. I could never-“

“I believe you, angel,” I said to her. Taking her face in my hands and raising them up to catch her blue eyes in my gaze, I thumbed her soft, supple lips gently. “I believe you. And you shouldn’t ever feel guilty for anything. Alright?”

Her doe-eyed expression Made her eat you and your beautiful yard. She nodded and then I stood up from the bed satisfied.

“Well,” I began to state with a