I Was His Fated Mate!

••• Arabella’s POV ••• I circled my arms around his waist and held him back. “Max, I was… I saw you and Abigail… And you looked like…” I couldn't finish my sentences and didn't know how to tell him what I saw without sounding like I was blaming him again. In the end, I could only apologize again, “I’m so sorry…” I felt so bad that I had strongly accused him of doing something he didn't do. I even thought he was disgusting. “I shouldn't have jumped to a conclusion without asking you about it first,” I added in a small voice. He placed his lips against my forehead and spoke in a muffled voice, “Don’t be, Arra. I might have done worse things than you if it were me.” Worse thing? “You will kill me if you saw what I saw?” I buried my face on his shoulder, still not daring to look at him because of my guilt. He chuckled, pulled back slightly, pinching my chin, and tilted my head. “How could I have the heart to kill you? How many times must I tell you that I trust you unconditionally, my swee