All Chapters of Once His Mate, Now His Regret: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

I spent the day at the spa chatting with the nice people who worked there. I got a full body treatment to waste time. Had a sandwich for lunch when I felt like I was about to die of starvation, then stopped at an in-resort saloon to get my hair done. But despite everything I did, my thoughts kept drifting back to the plans Cassiel and I have for tonight. Official mating. My wolf shuddered because wow. That time has come. I get to feel what those other girls feel. That sensation when your bond clicks. When it’s no longer just you being on your own. Your mind, body, and soul are linked with someone for the rest of your life. If they reject you, it’ll feel like you’re losing a limb. Basically, it’ll feel like shit, it’s driven some people to kill themselves. I never faced that problem because Matthias was Nerissa’s mate. At least for a good decade before his wolf decided to switch lanes. My point is, I was never officially rejected or accepted. But the rejection was there, and it allo

“Stop touching me. You know, holding a mating mark doesn’t mean your hands can touch me every five minutes,” I laughed despite my fake complaint. Cassiel doesn’t bother with a response. He kissed my neck, right on the spot where the mark had appeared. I sighed, and Eliana rolled her eyes. “Can you two stop it? I’m begging you.” I bit my lower lip to keep a laugh from breaking through. Eliana looked like she was constipated, but in her defense, we’ve been inseparable since we came back. The marking went well. I spent a day in the hospital because it took longer for the bite to heal and for the mark to appear. I lost a lot of blood as a result of this.But that was the only downside. The rest of the vacation was amazing, we spent it drinking, dancing, and entangled in sheets when the heat finally kicked in. It couldn’t take effect due to my almost dying on the first day. However, when it finally did i couldn’t walk straight.Long story short, we had fun. We’ve been back for a week, an

/ONE YEAR LATER/"Sometimes we need to shed our old skin to become the newer versions of ourselves."That was what a therapist said to me. I had to change her for someone less ridiculous. Judge me all you like, but I’m not a reptile, and I refuse to be treated like one. She might have been good for me, but I couldn’t stand that advice, so she needed to go. Yeah, I’m in therapy. Took me a while to get back into it. I thought I was fine, but my reaction to my womb being healed made me realize something was fundamentally wrong. Cassiel suggested it. He offered to accompany me on days when I couldn’t do it alone. It was nice to have him there. He refuses to go personally because that would mean airing his personal issues to someone whom he can’t trust. I don’t blame him, but it has worked wonders for me. It’s been a year since I found out I could have kids again. I could get a second chance to bring life into the world. It’s been twelve months since that very day. I’ve come to accept

If there was ever a moment were i thought I’d faint, it was right here, right now. On this wooden boat, surrounded by probably hundreds of the most beautiful looking fishes in the pack. My ears started ringing, and all I could see was the ring in that box. A ring that made the one I’d been wearing look cheap and old. Somehow cassiel had outdone himself. How? I have no clue. That’s just who this man is. Someone capable of only improving. This ring looked like something dreamed into existence rather than made. I was trying to find the parts of it that would let me know he had made it by hand.At its crown blooms a delicate flower, each petal sculpted from shimmering white diamonds that catch the light like frost at dawn. In the heart of the blossom sits a soft pink gemstone, glowing gently, as if warmed by a secret pulse. The petals are slightly raised and layered, giving the flower depth and life—never flat, never still.From the flower, slender vines of silver curve gracefully aroun

After almost having a heart attack before the ceremony could start, things went smoothly. I know I cried through all of it. I cried through my vows. Cried when the roses fell from the ceiling down on Aurielle and her beautiful dress. I cried when I kissed her. I cried more than I’ve ever cried in my entire life. I cried more than she did, I’m proud of that. My emotions were wild the whole time. Even right now, I can’t process everything because my eyes hurt, and my head hurts. An ice pack is placed gently on my forehead. “Thank you.”The sweet sound of her laughter drowns out the noise happening on the inside. We’re supposed to be dancing, but I’ve ruined it. The past few days i haven’t been able to eat because I was excited. Too excited. I was counting down each hour until the day we’d become husband and wife. That day has come, and now my brain is fucked up because I sobbed throughout the whole thing. What am I? A freaking loser? “I’m sorry. We haven’t even cut the cake or had o