Chapter 148

Evaline:
I opened the door, and there he was.
Oscar.
His dark emerald eyes softened the moment they met mine. His lips parted like he was about to say something, but I didn’t give him the chance.
I stepped aside without a word.
He seemed surprised but didn’t question it. Instead, he stepped inside the cottage as his eyes took in the space with a flicker of confusion.
“You are really into abandoned cabins lately, huh?” he muttered lightly, though I could tell he was only half-joking. “What’s going on, Eva? Why did you-”
And then he stopped.
His gaze locked on Draven, who had just straightened from where he had been standing near the window with his arms crossed tightly over his chest. The second their eyes met, everything in the room froze.
Oscar’s whole body stiffened. “Draven?”
“Yeah,” Draven said, his voice low. “That’s me. And what the hell are you doing here?”
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They didn’t need to. The weight in the room was heavy enough already.
I closed the door slowly and locked it behind me, the click of the bolt sounding louder than it should have.
When I turned, both of them were still staring at each other. They didn’t seem hostile, or angry… but confused. Shocked. A thousand unspoken questions were passing silently between them.
It was Draven who pulled himself together first.
He looked at me with a frown decorating his handsome face. And when he spoke, his tone was carefully controlled. “Eva, why… why is my brother here?”
I swallowed hard as I forced myself to hold his gaze.
Oscar was looking at me too, silently echoing the same question with his eyes.
I took a breath. “I asked both of you to meet me here today,” I began, “because there are some things about me that you both deserve to know. Before anything… escalates further.”
They glanced at each other again, clearly unsure why the other’s presence had anything to do with this conversation.
“This is about you?” Oscar asked carefully.
I nodded. “Yes. And it’s about both of you, too.”
He was clearly hesitant, but he still motioned to me with his hand. “Go ahead, say it.”
I was feeling my heartbeat in my throat, heavy and erratic. My palms were cold despite the warmth in the room. There was no turning back now.
“I… You are both my mates.”
Silence.
It was like time stopped inside the little cottage.
Oscar’s mouth parted slightly. And Draven… he just blinked. But neither of them spoke. They just stared at me, then at each other, and then back at me.
“You mean-” Draven started.
“Both of us?” Oscar finished.
I nodded. At this point, I was barely able to breathe. “Yes. I don’t know how or why. But you both are my mates. I just… didn’t know how to tell you.”
They exchanged another long look. Their faces were mirrors of disbelief and stunned confusion.
“No,” Draven whispered, rubbing his hand down his face. “That’s not… I mean, that doesn’t happen. You can’t have two.”
“I didn’t think so either,” I said, my voice shaking. “But this is indeed the truth.”
Oscar’s jaw clenched. He turned slowly in a half-circle, trying to process it. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
They were silent again. And every second of that silence was like a dagger to my chest.
Then, Oscar looked at Draven, and when he spoke, his voice was filled with a hint of possessiveness that almost scared me. The last thing I wanted was for the brothers to start fighting.
“She’s my mate, Draven. I can confirm that-”
“And mine too!” Draven interrupted, sounding just as possessive as his brother. “She’s my mate.”
I was holding my breath, terrified that they were about to start fighting, but instead-
“So, it’s true,” Oscar said as he glanced at me, “We both are her fated mates.”
Then, they both fell into silence, one that stretched on for way too long that I started feeling the need to say something to fill it.
“I never meant to hide it this long,” I whispered. “I didn’t know if either of you would even want the bond. Then when it became clear that you might… I didn’t know how to bring it up. How to say it that… I have both of you as my mates.”
“I’m not angry,” Draven said softly as he looked at me with unreadable eyes. “Just… surprised. Shocked. Confused as hell.”
“Same,” Oscar muttered while crossing his arms. He was now staring at the floor like the answer might appear in the grain of the wood. “But not mad.”
I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding.
“It’s not your fault,” Oscar added as he finally glanced up. “You didn’t choose this.”
Draven nodded. “The Moon Goddess must have had a reason. Even if it doesn’t make sense right now.”
They weren’t smiling. They weren’t entirely okay. But they weren’t mad. And that – stars, that was enough to make me want to cry.
But I wasn’t done yet.
There was one more truth. The scariest one of all.
I had already opened the first door. And now, I had to walk through the second before I lost my nerve.
“There’s… one more thing,” I said, almost forced the words out. That part of me, a huge part of me which was scared of ruining everything, was now screaming at me to stop before it became too late.
I watched as both of them turned toward me again, physically bracing themselves.
I didn’t soften the words. I couldn’t. The longer I waited, the harder it would get.
“I’m… pregnant.”
Silence again.
But this time, it felt different. It was heavier. Thicker. As if the very air in the room had frozen mid-breath.
Oscar’s lips parted, but no words came out. And Draven was looking at me like he hadn’t heard right.
I didn’t clarify. I didn’t rush to explain. I just stood there – too afraid, exposed, and trembling from head to toe.
And I waited.