Carnivals: Claimed By The Deranged Alpha Prince [BL]
Chapter 116: The Truth

Chapter 116: The Truth

Jules’ pov

Blaze stared at me silently without saying anything at first. His other hand came up and framed the side of my face and I felt my heart flutter away in my chest as I blinked at him.

"You don’t have to, bunny." He finally announced, and I felt my heartbeat accelerate again, mind starting to panic on reflex.

"Not until you’re ready, okay? You shouldn’t do this because you’re sorry for not trusting me or because you want me to forgive you. I wasn’t mad at you to begin with." He explained, sounding sincere and voice soft. Everything he was saying felt like it was tugging at my heartstrings as it replayed again in my head.

I bit on my bottom lip for a few moments before finally letting out a long exhale, and then I began to speak.

"But I do want to tell you though." I admitted, because it was nothing but the truth.

I had wanted to come clean to him since I could remember, I had just been held back by my second thoughts and my desire to be as careful as possible.

After the entire conversation I had with Andrian, I had still refused to believe that Blaze was being with me or helping me with an ulterior motive. It was why I had still been unsure about listening to Andrian and completely keeping my secret to myself like he had urged me to.

I mean, if Blaze had really been doing things to me with an ulterior motive and all the problems I got into which he saved me from were all planned, then how does tonight’s encounter want to be explained? It’s clear that Andrian is just being paranoid for nothing, which I understand when I look at it from his own perspective.

But from my own perspective, after everything Blaze had done for me, and most importantly, after tonight, it’s very understandable for me to fully come clean to him without holding anything back.

His hands framed my face as his eyes bore into mine and I suppressed a shiver as I blinked a few times.

"Are you sure?" He asked and I slowly nodded in response. I was beyond sure, even though I was feeling nervous as hell. I could feel a lump in my throat and my stomach was in a thousand knots. But I still want to tell him the truth.

He stared at me for a moment longer before dropping his hands loosely at the top of my laps. I felt too nervous to do this without holding unto something, and so I reached for his hands.

It was like he understood without me having to speak before he entwined our fingers together in the next moment, making my heart flutter in my chest when our eyes locked once again.

"You alright?" He murmured and I nodded slowly.

I’m more than alright.

Just nervous and worked up because of what I’m about to reveal.

I was aware that what I’m about to reveal might make him not want me anymore. After all, he believed that I’m a werewolf that’s yet to shift. He might not want me any longer once he finds out that I’m a warlock, one who’s without magic since my magic has been locked away.

It’s selfish to refuse to tell him just because of that, and so I told myself that whatever his decision ends up being after I come clean to him, is completely up to him.

I let out a long breath and felt his fingers squeezed around mine, like he was wordlessly encouraging me.

Here goes nothing.

"So, um..." I trailed off for a minute, carefully gauging his reaction, but he wasn’t giving anything away with his face, leaving me with nothing to work with.

"I’m not a werewolf." I finally breathed out, breath bated nervously as I waited for a response.

His fingers squeezed around mine and he nodded a few times before speaking.

"Go on."

I felt my heart hammer against my ribs as I continued.

"I- I lied about a lot of things." I paused for a moment to gather my wits together.

"I lied about my entire identity." I stared into his eyes as I spoke. He blinked once anc nodded, urging me to continue.

I was feeling extremely nervous. I desperately wanted to ask him if he wasn’t mad firstly before continuing, but I decided against it and tried to get myself together once again.

"My real name isn’t Jules McCarthy." I continued, swallowing down the lump that settled in my throat the next moment.

I felt Blaze’s fingers tightened around mine for a moment and that was it. His face gave away nothing and he nodded solely, urging me to continue once again.

I felt almost too frightened to continue but I had no choice but to, seeing as I couldn’t back out now. I needed to finish what I had started.

"My real name i- is Labyrinth."

It felt surreal to say that out loud right now. I had gotten so used to referring to myself as Jules that my actual name almost felt foreign to me.

"My real name is Labyrinth Blaise Shadowthorn." I bit on my lip once I was done speaking, watching as an emotion which resembled confusion and awe settled across his face this time.

"Blaise?" He echoed, voice as soft as mine and I tentatively nodded, which made him let out a soft laugh while shaking his head.

I eyed him wearily, unsure of why he was currently laughing and if it was a good or a bad thing.

"You’re laughing." I whispered once his laughter trailed off.

One of his hands loosened from mine to tilt my chin up as he spoke.

"Did you realize that Blaise and Blaze have the same pronunciation?" He asked and I blinked a couple of times as realization slowly dawned on me.

I hadn’t noticed that until right now, which made me slowly shake my head while he let out another chuckle.

"Why did you hide your identity?" He asked after a few seconds and I sucked in sharp breath as I blinked a few times.

Here we go...

"B- because I am a warlock– was... was a warlock. I had to hide who I really am because my life was in danger and I had to hide away in Carnivals, because I was being accused of a mass murder which I didn’t have a hand in."