Fated Tragedy
Smiling softly, I took a step closer to them and spoke the words I had wanted to say ever since I’d first felt their marks burn into my skin.
“Mates,” I began, my voice trembling but certain, “I believe luck is finally on my side for having found you both—fated to me. I know I’m not perfect, but I promise I’ll keep trying every day to be the best version of myself, as I have since the moment we met.”
My hand drifted to my lower abdomen, the warmth there grounding me. “Not just for you both,” I whispered, “but for the future that grows within me. I just hope you’re ready—for me, for us.”