Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 499

Chapter 499: Let Go

Nora’s POV

I couldn’t believe I slapped him.

My hand was still trembling, the sting of impact echoing through my palm. My heart pounded so hard it hurt, and for a second, I couldn’t even look at him.

Calvin just stood there, tall, frozen, unreadable, the side of his face slightly red where I’d hit him. His eyes... those dark, stormy eyes... they weren’t angry. They were wild. Pained. And that somehow made it worse.

What had I done?

My breath came out shaky, uneven. I wasn’t supposed to react like that. I wasn’t supposed to feel anything. But the moment his lips touched mine, that rough, burning kiss I never saw coming, everything inside me had twisted.

Anger. Fear. Want. All at once.

I hated it. I hated him. I hated that a single touch from him could tear down every wall I’d built.

I took a step back, desperate to breathe. "You—" My voice cracked. I swallowed and tried again. "You can’t just do that. You can’t keep crossing the line every time you feel like it."

He didn’t answer. He just stood there, his chest rising and falling heavily, his fists clenched at his sides like he was fighting himself.

I turned, forcing myself toward the door. My legs felt heavy, my pulse loud in my ears.

Why did it feel like walking away was harder than it should be?

I reached the door, gripping the handle tightly, and whispered, "We should never see each other again."

Then I left before I could break down in front of him.

Out in the hallway, I stopped and pressed my shaking hand to my lips. I could still taste him, and that realization made a tear slip down my cheek.

I wiped it away quickly.

No. I wasn’t going to cry over him. Not again. Not ever.

When I reached the room I shared with Lolita, she raised a brow at me. "What did he say..."

I sighed. "I don’t care what he says or what he thinks. I’m leaving, and I’m marrying Daniel," I spat as I moved to the wardrobe to start packing.

"Are you sure he will let you leave?" Lolita sounded worried.

"Are you sure he’ll let you leave?" Lolita asked again, worry written all over her face.

I didn’t answer right away. My hands kept moving, folding clothes that didn’t even need folding, just so I wouldn’t have to meet her eyes.

"I don’t care," I muttered finally. "He can’t control me forever."

Lolita sat on the edge of the bed, watching me closely. "You didn’t answer my question."

I stopped what I was doing and turned to her. "Yes. I’m sure."

Her brow furrowed, doubt heavy in her gaze. "And you’re really going to marry Daniel?"

"Yes." The word came out sharper than I meant it to. I took a breath and tried again. "Yes, I am. He’s kind. He listens. He treats me like I matter."

Lolita hesitated. "But he’s not your mate."

The room went still. The air itself felt heavier.

I forced a small, tired smile. "Maybe that’s the point. Maybe it’s better this way. I don’t need a bond to make someone love me."

She frowned. "Nora—"

"Calvin wants someone different," I cut her off, my voice soft but steady. "Someone powerful. Someone with a title. I’m not that. I never was."

I tried to sound strong, but the words came out cracked and uneven. My throat burned. "He wants someone who can walk beside him as an Alpha’s equal. I can barely walk beside him without feeling like I don’t belong."

Lolita stood and walked over, gently touching my arm. "Do you love Daniel?"

I froze. My throat felt tight. "I... care about him."

"That’s not the same thing," she said quietly.

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