Chapter 22: Chapter 22

I yawn loudly as I snuggle closer to my pillow. It's so warm and comfortable, it's actually better than the one in my room in the castle.

"Are you awake?"

I hum and snuggle into the warmth. My pillow is extraordinary, it just spoke...

Wait! It just spoke?

My eyes open in an instant and I find myself staring into yellow eyes... It blinks for a second and turns to back to its dark colour.

"Ahh!!" I scramble out of the bed as fast as I can. My heart is beating widely in my chest as I stare at the half naked man in front of me.

He tilts his head as he stares into my eyes and exhales. "I guess that answers my question."

"What are you doing here..." I narrow my eyes as I pause. "In my room?"

I watch him as he stands to his feet. His back is a bit more muscular than his chest, I can't take my eyes away from him.

"Don't ask me, I don't know. I woke up and saw you in my bed."

"In your bed?" I mumble under my breath as a frown falls on my face. Suddenly, my eyes widen as I begin to collect my thoughts.

I slept in his bed with him?

"Ahh!"

A scream leaves my lips again when I look down at myself and find out that I am half naked.

"What is it. Are you alright?" Before I know it, Nathan flashes to my side with intense speed.

I stop myself from yelling out again as I hug myself, trying to cover up my chest with my arms. My heart can't stop beating quickly as he stares into my eyes.

I am glad that he doesn't look away from my eyes but why is he so close?

I can see his dark eyes clearly and then I remember that it was yellow just a few minutes ago.

That's... interesting.

Slowly, I shift away from him as a blush clots my cheeks. "Umm, would you please turn away. I need to get dressed."

I expect him to do the opposite but he surprises me when he looks away from me. It assures me even more when he turns his back to me.

I track my shirt easily and put it on as fast as I can, keeping a close eye on him to see if he turns. Thankfully, he doesn't.

"Your eyes turned yellow a few minutes ago. Is that one of your powers?"

He is still facing his back at me and I cough out in pretence of clearing out my throat. "Um, you can turn around now. I'm dressed."

Slowly, he turns to me and his dark eyes stares at me. "You want to know about my eyes?"

"What? Is that a bad thing to ask?" I fold my arms across my chest. "You should know that I have always thought that your eyes were strange in a weird way. It's obvious that their real colour is yellow, so why do you hid it."

He smiles. "Nothing can get passed you, can it. You're always a step ahead of me. It makes me wonder what else you know."

"Stop the monologue and tell me why you changed the colour of your eyes."

"Why do you want to know?" He peers at me. "As far as I am concerned it has nothing to do with you."

I gasp at his statement and after that, my hands clenches into fists. "So your gentle character was just an act, ey, or did you use that spell of yours again."

He sighs and walks to sit on a chair a bit far from me. "I'm sorry. I get worked up whenever I talked about my eyes."

"What's so important about them." I narrow my eyes at him as I take a step forward. "Do you store any power in them or something?"

"It's not that." I watch him as he stares down at his hands. "I just thought that you wouldn't like my eyes. After all, they are so uncommon and hideous."

Hideous?

My eyes widen when I hear his words.

Is Nathan... Is he insecure about his eyes? Somehow, I know that there is more to it than he is letting on but I don't push.

I take slow steps to him and when I reach him, I hold up his face and make him stare at me as I crouch.

"I don't think your eyes are hideous, Nathan."

Even as I hold his face in my palms, he still avoids my gaze.

"You're wrong, Isabella. My eyes are hideous and that's why I keep it hidden. They are trouble to anyone who sees them."

"How can you say that!" I frown when I don't understand what he is saying. "In the few seconds I saw them they struck an interest in me. They are really beautiful, Nathan. Can I see them again?"

He keeps silent and I bite my lower lip. This isn't going to be easy.

"It's alright. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do. To be honest, I am at fault here." I stand to my feet and let go of his face at the same time.

He stares at me with his eyes showing gratitude in a strange way but I am sure that he rethinks what I said last. "What do you mean? If anyone is at fault, it is me."

I shake my head at him. He isn't understanding what I am saying.

"It's not like that." My nerves kicks in and causes my arm to itch. "The thing is that I have been thinking of you as a god and not as my mate and when you act or react in some way, I compare it to your god status. I apologise for that."

"It's alright." He stands to his feet, looming over me. "I haven't exactly acted like a real mate. I guess that we have a lot of things to apologise for and also to correct."

"To correct? What do you want to correct? I really don't get it."

He smirks and slowly moves a bit closer to me. "You don't have to get it. I just thought that it would be appropriate to have our first kiss over again in the right way." My eyes widen when I hear him say this, he continues anyway. "Don't you think that our first kiss was under a wrong influence? So it's my time to right my wrong."

I am rendered speechless and I blink at him. "Huh?"

He holds my face in his palm and I can't do anything other than stare at him with my heart beating widely in my chest.

"W-hat are y-ou doing?"

His face comes closer to mine and I take a step back but his arm wraps around my waist and pulls me closer to his body.

"Nathan?"

He hushes me immediately. "Don't say a word."

"Your eyes are beautiful, Nathan."

Unconsciously, he had revealed his true eyes to me and I find myself unable to stare away from them. They are so surreal. It tells me more that he is a god but I tell myself not to dwell on that.

I take note of the fact that his eyes may come out if he is feeling too much emotions, or the better way to phrase it is if he is feeling strong emotions.

From now on, I want to forget that he is a god. I need to focus on the fact that he is my mate and that only.

He blinks for a second and his eyes turns back to the dark ones. I can sense several emotions coming from him.

"You're the beautiful one here, Isabella."

With that, he leans closer and I place my hand on his chest, peering into his dark abyss and wishing for his yellow eyes to appear again.

I'm...beautiful?

His lips touches mine and in an instant, I feel perfect happiness. This is what I call bliss.

I savour the taste of his lips on my tongue.