THE ORACLE IS MY MATE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

Abigeal’s POV It was surreal to find out that Sabestain liked me. I was the stupid servant that I’ve been hating on; that buffoon made me go ahead hating her.I wanted to hit his head, but I also wanted to confess how much I liked him as well. But I was not as confident as I thought I was. I was scared; as a matter of fact, I was more scared now of what my brother would do if he found out which I would make sure he never did.But that was aside; I had no idea how to act around him. Should I still be snappy or should I calm down, be a little more docile?I had no idea how to be docile. But why should I have to change, he knew who I was before his feelings developed. And now I was thinking, how did they develop?“What’s on your mind?” He asked from the back of the carriage, seated beside me.“You.” The word came out without warning.We were both shocked but he played it cool. I reached up and adjusted his hoodie and he did mine. In the process he brushed a strand of my hair back and hi

Sorrel’s POV “You’ll know when the time comes,” the black merchant said.I stepped up, “I’m desperate, yes I am, but I do not make deals without having a clue what it is about.”He hummed and whirled around. Then I saw the paintings on the wall. They were nothing like I’ve seen before. They were timeless and beautiful.“Where did you get the paintings from?” I walked over to them and ran my fingers over them. “They are nothing like I’ve seen before.”Kaine came up behind me to peer at the paintings too. “This is….” He trailed off and then muttered. “This painting is in the temple; it’s a painting of the hall of heaven.”“Wait, really?”“Yes,” Kaine answered, “the moon goddess’s hall.”“Wow.” I faced the black merchant. “How did you get your hands on this?”Kaine kept looking at the others. “Exchange of my service,” he said and looked at me. “Everyone wants one thing and the other; I don’t give my services in exchange for coins; there are other things that I take in exchange for my s

Sorrel’s POV The room was hot, incredibly hot. I walked over to open the window, but my skin still felt like it was burning. Kaine’s body was ingrained in my head. How could someone look like that?Goodness did he go around looking like that in the temple? As that thought came another one dropped in, did all the female white wolves see him like that?At the thought, my wolf snarled.‘Mate is ours.’ Nadia snarled.“Yes, he’s ours.” I agreed. “But the goddess had him first.”‘No!’I shut my eyes and pushed Nadia down. Her horny ass was running rampant inside me and I didn’t want to scare Kaine away. For all I know all these feelings could be new to him. He might not know what he was feeling and I didn’t want to go around acting like a predator.The washroom door opened and I jumped back. Kaine strode in with the towel wrapped around his waist. My eyes followed the droplets of water down to where they disappeared into the fold of the towel around his waist.“Kaine,” I murmured.His eyes

Sorrel’s POV We were returning to the pack, morning was upon us and I wanted to be anywhere but back at the pack house. My mood simultaneously dropped on our way back. Kaine noticed it.“Is everything alright?” He was staring at me. “You don’t look fine.”“I am just thinking,” I answered honestly.“Of what?”“Home,” I said plainly. Although I’ve lived in the pack house for months it didn’t feel like home. It had never felt like home even during the courtship. It had always felt like where I stayed while traveling. I will go back home someday.“You do not want to go home?” He watched me from the side and I looked ahead.“No, I don’t want to.” He reached a hand and adjusted my hood over my head, tucking a strand of hair inside. “Why?”“There are things you don’t know, Kaine,” I said, still not staring at him. “I would like to tell you but I can’t because it will put you at risk.”“Like my brother?”I whipped my head in a break neck speed to look at him.“What do you mean?” I stared in

Kaine’s POVI watched Sorrel walk out of her mother’s room. My eyes were on the Luna’s mother. I met her when most of my memories had returned so I knew her and knew how Sorrel was fond of her parents.Unlike me, she had her memory from when she was little till this age. When I remembered how my parents died, it was gutting. It was like everything that made me was yanked from within.That was years ago; however, Sorrel hadn't expected to return from the trip to the black market to this sight. To her mother dying in the hands of the plague.I followed behind her slowly, knowing that she needed space. The last thing she wanted was to be with anyone.Having emotions and understanding them was like walking. You didn't have to think to walk; you simply moved and knew the other leg would follow. They walk hand in hand.Emotions were like that. Feeling them was like that and understanding them was like that. It couldn’t be explained. I followed her knowing she was sad, hurting, and that sh