DESTINED MATE : SWEET ALPHA PHEROMONE
Chapter 85 - GRUVV’s POV

Chapter 85: Chapter 85 - GRUVV’s POV

"What do you want right now?"

I remember asking Shiloh that when we were in the backyard, lying on the bench, just finishing our afternoon snack and reading the book I had bought for him.

Shiloh loves to read, he reads any book that I buy him and bring home. He loves the mystery genre the most, no matter how thick the book is he will finish it in a matter of days. Afterward, he will wait patiently for me to bring a new book.

He never asks for anything, He just often asks Ave what he eats. He likes food more than things. I love every time he eats with gusto, his favorite food. Or even food that he has never eaten completely.

Despite his noble and elite position, there are many foods that he has never tried.

I stroked his long ash-gray hair, the scent of the shampoo he was using was now the same as mine. The same smell of soap and shampoo and even detergent. We were like newlyweds.

"Huh? I don’t know, what do I want?" He asked me again, he leaned his head on my chest, we sat on a long bench, piled on top of each other like a couple in love.

We love doing this, spending time in bed or on the couch just sleeping together and reading.

"Do you want to eat something?" I asked him again, I pinched his cheeks that were now starting to puff up.

He shook his head.

"Would you like to go somewhere?"

He paused, then looked up slightly, our eyes meeting. I stroked his cheek gently.

"Can we go to my mother’s grave?"

My eyes rounded, I had no idea that he wanted to go to his mother’s place. Shiloh rarely talked about his mother, he rarely talked about how his youth was spent unless it was under duress or when he was in therapy.

According to Elina, Shiloh deliberately does that without realizing it. It’s one of his body’s coping mechanisms to keep him from feeling the pain he once did.

"Do you want to go tomorrow?"

He blinked, I chuckled, the more I got to know him the more he was like an open book. So easy to read, he’s not good at hiding his expressions. All of his expressions and emotions just radiate from his face.

"Shall we?"

I nodded, agreeing.

I like it when he smiles so wide that he shows off his beautiful row of neat teeth. I like it when he smiles widely while looking at me.

Shiloh is the person I’ve always searched for in my subconscious, he was my world when I opened my eyes for the first time. He was the source of light that I had been looking for in my deep darkness. He was the reason why I forgot all my attempts to end my life.

I want to give him the world, I want to give him everything he wants, make him the happiest person in the world.

His journey is so long, and I don’t want him to experience any more pain.

The next day, we went to his mother’s grave. He looked nervous, occasionally straightening his shirt. A light blue shirt combined with bone white pants, he wore a thick cardigan in the same color as his shirt. He looked so handsome with his long hair. He held a bouquet of flowers before getting into the car.

"Are you nervous?" I asked, taking his hand in the car and kissing the back of his hand.

He nodded, one hand clutching the bouquet tightly as he blushed. Beautiful, Shiloh looked so pretty and handsome at the same time. He stared at the street, looking at the trees that were now covered in snow.

"This is the first time I’m visiting my mother’s grave..." He spoke without turning to me, his eyes busy scanning the street outside through the closed windshield. "I never saw her for the last time, and I never went to her grave..."

His low voice was very recognizable to me, he was trying to hold back his tears from breaking out in the car. I hold his hand tighter, feeling how slender and long his fingers were. I love, I love Shiloh’s fingers.

"What will you say when you meet your mom?"

Shiloh turned to me, we looked at each other. Those beautiful eyes were now only looking at me, in his gaze I could feel a deep and great love. Just like me, I love him deeply and great too. I love every single thing he has.

"I’ll introduce you to my mother."

Yes, he did. When we got to the cemetery, he walked behind George who knew the location where his mother’s ashes were kept. When we got to the front of his mother’s final resting place, he cried. There was a picture of him as a child there with him and his mother.

Shiloh was right, his mother looked just like him, with blonde hair. She was so beautiful despite her tragic end. Shiloh cried for a long time before finally introducing me to his mother, he smiled widely.

As we were walking back to the car he hugged me tightly, "Thank you Gruvv, I’m so happy."

Shiloh, this is not enough. I want to give you more happiness than this, we will live together, alone. With Seth if he wants, or with our children. I’ll give you what you want, or whatever you didn’t think of before.

"I think Seth would be happy if he knew he is a big brother now." He said as he stroked his belly while we were watching television one evening.

"You’re going to tell him?"

He nodded, "If I have the opportunity, but I don’t think I should be greedy. I love Seth, but I think the Elnathan family has more right to him."

No, you have to be more greedy than this. What you want I will definitely give you even if it costs me my life, all of it. Now that you no longer have to cough and spit out all those damn rose petals, now that you no longer fear the smell of another Alpha’s pheromones, now you can live freely as you wish.

Shiloh...

Shiloh..

I opened my eyes and darkness ambushed me, I looked down and saw another endless darkness. It’s like an infinite darkness as long as I stare at it, I turn my head to the right and to the left.

"Am I dead?" I muttered to myself.

Shiloh...

I want to meet him.

I want to hug him.

"Gruvv.." That voice, the voice I missed, the voice I loved, the voice that always gave me peace.

I opened my eyes, Shiloh was looking at me with confusion. I was asleep on his thigh, his long hair falling over my face. I blinked, woke up and immediately hugged him, tightly.

"Are you dreaming?" He asked.

I held his shoulders, looked at his face and stroked his cheeks.

"Thanks Lord, fortunately you survived."

He looked at me confused, "What do you mean?" He asked me.

"What about our child?"

He looked at me and smiled widely, he stroked my face, he kissed it softly. I was silent, he looked at me and his tears fell.

"I love you..." He half-whispered, I shook my head.

No, no, it’s not a dream. This is reality, right? He’s still alive and I’m still with him, I’m holding his hand, feeling all his fingers, his cold body.

"Shiloh, your body is cold, are you cold?" I asked, my voice like someone desperate, pleading.

"Gruvv, I love you..."

No, don’t go. Don’t leave me, I’ve just stood on my own feet, I’ve just been able to be free from all the shackles that have been binding me. Shiloh, you are the light of my life, I will have children with you, I will have a family with you. Don’t ever leave me.

I cried, I could feel my tears falling down my cheeks and the darkness returned. I was in the middle of the pitch darkness that had been my bedmate, the darkness that I recognized so well that I wasn’t afraid anymore. But this time was different, I didn’t want to be here, I didn’t want to be with this darkness anymore, I wanted to get away and leave here. I want to go to the place of light that I love the most.

Shiloh.

Suddenly, I felt that all the oxygen around me was running out, and my chest felt so tight, it hurt and made it difficult for me to breathe. I tried to take in more oxygen, my mouth opening and closing repeatedly. I can’t, I have to get out of here.

A tiny light came into view, I ran, ran and ran, chasing after the tiny light and when I got past it...

"HE OPENED HIS EYES! LORD GRUVV DHURUDATTA OPENED HIS EYES! CALL THE DOCTOR!" The voices rushed into my ears, a slight buzzing that made my head hurt so much.