“I think I have a feeling I know what it is…”
he said, his tone hardening. “He’s going to confess his feelings for you.”
“What?”
I wanted to laugh out loud. “Brody doesn’t have that kind of feeling for me anymore.”
“That’s naive thinking; of course, he does.”
I blinked a couple of times.
“Did you just call me naive?”
“That’s not what I meant,”
Enzo sighed, and I knew from the tone of his voice, he was shaking his head. “I just mean, Brody isn’t going to stop liking you just because you don’t show him interest. You haven’t exactly told him you weren’t interested so in his mind he still has a chance.”
“So, you are saying I lead him on,”
I said, furrowing my brows together. “I’m not sure which one is worse…”
“You know that’s not what I’m saying.”
“Then what are you saying?”
I asked firmly. “Because it sounds like you aren’t trusting me. I’m your mate. I belong to you…”
“But he doesn’t know that which means he’s going to try to get you.”
“He can try all he wants, but he’s going to fail,”
I said simply. “Brody has been my friend since I started the student committee. He might have had a crush on me in the beginning, but I made it obvious that I only thought of him as a friend. He’s not going to disrespect that boundary.”
Enzo was quiet for a moment.
“Well, if that’s not the reason he wants to talk to you, then what else could it be?”
He finally asked.
“I’m not sure, but I’m going to find out tonight,”
I told him in return “Once I do, I will call you.”
He was quiet again, processing my words.
“I belong to you…”
I said again. “I have a hidden mark on my neck to prove it. I love you.”
“I love you,”
he said softly.
I hung up the phone without another word. I grabbed a button-down blouse and a black skirt and quickly dressed. I took my hair out of my ponytail and brushed it out, allowing it to freely fall around my shoulders and down my back.
Once I was done, I went to greet Brody in the living room who was sitting on the couch and frowning at me.
“Were you on the phone with someone?”
He asked, narrowing his eyes at me.
I felt the color draining from my face; had he heard all of that? Oh, the goddess I hope not.
“Yes,”
I said, deciding I didn’t want to lie. “I’m sorry if you heard that…”
“I didn’t hear anything other than your muffled voice. But you sounded upset for a minute and then it softened.”
I gave him a small smile.
“It was just a friend,”
I said, motioning for him to stand. “Come on, I’m starving.”
…
We went to a small restaurant near the school. I ordered an iced tea and Brody ordered a coke. He looked extremely nervous, and it was making the feeling in the pit of my stomach worsen.
I couldn’t get Enzo’s words out of my head, and I hoped to the goddess that Brody wasn’t confessing any type of feelings for me.
I said nothing to him, waiting for him to speak first.
“So, I’ve been wanting to talk to you about something…”
he began slowly; he was fidgeting with his fingers.
“Okay?”
I urged, eyeing him carefully.
“I’m not sure who else to talk to… I’m not sure what to do…”
Oh, goddess.
“It’s okay,”
I said, forcing a kind smile. “Whatever it is, I’m sure we can get through it.”
He looked at me for a moment, meeting my eyes, and then he took a deep breath.
“You know my birthday was over the summer?”
He asked.
I nodded.
“I turned 18 finally and…”
he paused, unable to continue.
I furrowed my brows together; this sounded less like a love confession.
“It’s okay,”
I said kindly. “Just breathe…”
He took another deep breath and nodded.
“I found my mate…”
He finally spat out, making my eyes widen. Before I could say anything, his next words nearly knocked me out of my chair. “It’s Sarah.”
Lila’s POV
“Lila?”
Brody spoke in a low tone after a few minutes of us sitting in silence. “Did you hear me?”
I felt completely numb. I couldn’t have heard him correctly. This couldn’t be real. Was Sarah actually Brody’s mate?
His goddess-given mate?
“I know it’s a shock. It was a shock for me too. I’ve kind of been keeping to myself because of it,”
he said, shaking his head with dismay written all over his face.
“I don’t understand…”
I finally found my voice after what felt like an eternity of silence. “I hardly see you two together. Are you sure she’s your mate?”
He looked at me like I had a bunch of heads.
“Of course, I’m sure,”
he said, almost insulted by the accusation. “But she doesn’t know yet.”
“What do you mean she doesn’t know?”