Sophie's POV
Jumping into my Ford Explorer from 2010 I start the engine and back out of the driveway. My house is at the edge of a small neighborhood just outside of Missoula so it takes me about 20 minutes to drive to my usual Walmart. Even though there are convenience stores closer I always choose this one. On my way I drive past the university where I study, though I have most courses online right now I used to go to uni almost daily for lectures.
Pulling up in the parking lot I choose a parking spot as close to the entrance as possible, knowing I’ll be carrying a whole lot of bags to the car. After checking the car is locked behind me I grab a cart and head inside the store, taking my time in each section.
By the time I head for the register the entire cart is filled to the brim with food, a lot of meat in particular, for my guests should they stay. I don’t really know anything about dogs so I decided that before I manage to read up I’ll just make them normal meat for now or I’ll just end up buying the wrong kind of dog food anyway. Caring for animals is not my strongest forte, seeing as I’ve never even had a hamster when I was small, so this is a learning process for me.
It takes forever to load everything on the checkout line but finally I finish. Thankfully an employee from the staff helps me pack my groceries while I pay. Otherwise I’d just stop the entire line of customers for a good long while.
“498 dollars and 15 cents.” The cashier gives me a total and I can hear my wallet cry as I pay with a smile.
After paying I head over to my bags, twelve of them filled to the max. Oh boy.
With a sigh I start grabbing bags until I have six in each hand and lift them. It takes all the strength I have to keep them above the floor and not just drag them to the car. Maybe a few damaged items would be worth it to spare my arms though…
“Do you want help getting the bags to your car?” A husky voice asks from my right just as I exit the store.
Sweet baby Jesus. What is an underwear model doing here at 6pm? He’s so tall I have to crane my neck to look at him in his silvery eyes. His raven black hair is short on the sides and a little longer on top of his head and his chest and biceps seem like they’ll rip through his grey t-shirt at any moment.
Suddenly remembering he asked me a question I do my best to avert my wide eyes to something else as I clear my throat.
“That would be amazing, thank you.” I sigh in relief as he takes the bags in my right hand with ease.
I jump in fright when another muscular arm reaches for the bags on my left and I look over only to find an exact replica from the first man taking the rest of my bags.
“Oh god, there’s two of you.” I exclaim in surprise before slapping a hand over my mouth.
“There is.” The second man says, wearing an amused smirk as I look between the two.
Everything from the black hair and silvery eyes to the well defined muscles and tattoos on their arms and peeking out of the collar of their shirts is the same. They appear to be in their late twenties at most. The only real difference between them is the color shirt they’re wearing. Man 1 is wearing light grey while Man 2 is wearing navy blue.
“Where’s your car?” The first man asks in amusement and I face-palm as I snap out of it.
“This way.” I say, leading the way so as to hide my bright red blush from their view.
“My name’s Rohan, by the way.” The first man introduces himself, enabling me to stop calling him Man 1.
“And I’m Rylan.” The second man adds. “What’s your name, precious?” He continues, making my blush reappear just as it had started to go down.
“I’m Sophie, it’s nice to meet you. Thank you so much for your help.” I say honestly in appreciation as I unlock my car and they start loading my groceries in the trunk.
“No problem.” Rohan says as he finishes putting his share of groceries in the car.
“Hey, I know we just met but how about we exchange numbers so we can go out sometime? I heard this restaurant in town is supposed to have the world’s best steak.” Rylan asks, making me stumble upon my words as I try to find a reply.
He wants to go out? With me? …Is he high?
“Oh sure I guess, if you want to.” I reply in a flustered voice.
Handing him my unlocked phone he adds his number before sending a text to himself.
“By the way, me and my brother share a phone so don’t be surprised if either one of us decides to text you.” He says as he hands me my phone back.
“Really?” I ask in surprise.
“Really. We’re very close and share everything.” Rohan explains with a smirk as he puts the emphasis on the last word.
I can feel how I’m blushing so brightly even my neck and shoulders must be the color of a well cooked lobster.
“That’s… interesting? Hmm, yeah. Thank you again for helping me. I guess I’ll see you later. Bye!” I ramble, before quickly jumping into my car and starting the engine.
As I pull out of the parking space I can see them both in the rearview mirror wearing identical smirks as they’re watching me drive away. What did I just get myself into?
The whole way back to my house I keep thinking back on the encounter. Two devilishly handsome men just asked me out, I think. What on earth did they even see in me? I count myself on the average side of pretty but they could probably get anyone and everyone they’d like. Maybe it’s a joke. I’ll have to call Mia later to make sure she didn’t pay actors to punk me.
Sophie's POV With a sigh I pull up on the driveway and turn the engine off. Opening the trunk I grab the first three bags before heading to the door, struggling to open it with the heavy bags weighing my arms down. About half a minute of struggling later I manage to open the door and leave it wide open as I enter. I don’t even bother removing my shoes as I head to the kitchen where I dump the groceries on the countertop. A shuffling sound is heard behind me and I turn around to find Florence and Barton appearing from the open back door. I smile at them, honestly happy they decided to stay. Maybe they’ll help me not to feel so alone here by myself and keep me entertained with something other than studies. I make four trips in total until all the groceries are inside and I sigh in relief as I lean against the counters to catch my breath. My arms are aching. I should probably get a gym membership somewhere and do something about my weak muscles but I don’t have any energy to commit to
Rohan’s POV A soft snoring wakes me up from my late night nap and I stretch before looking around. Seems like both me and Rylan fell asleep waiting for our mate to finish her homework and now it’s well past 2am. Sophie’s head is leaning on her arms covering the dozens of notes and books spread out around her. Despite her peaceful sleeping face I can’t imagine it being comfortable sleeping in that position. Taking a risk I change back into human form and less than 30 seconds later I’m left stark naked in the middle of the living room. “Rohan, what the hell are you doing?” Rylan questions scoldingly, looking nervously at our mate as if she would wake up right this second. Ignoring my brother I place my arms around our mate and lift her up bridal style with her head rolling to lean against my shoulder. My body is humming pleasantly at the contact as I carry her to her bedroom, followed closely by Rylan who’s grumbling to himself. I gently put Sophie down on the bed and place the cov
Sophie's POV “Ugh!” I huff as another piece of clothing hits me smack in the face. It’s been less than a minute after I told Mia I’ve been asked on a date and she’s already wreaking havoc in my closet. To be honest I didn’t even know I had this much clothes until it’s all spread out to cover my room. I already dread cleaning this up later. “Mia, you didn’t let me finish. I’m not even sure I’m going.” I explain, only for my best friend's head to turn around so fast I fear she may have gotten a whiplash. “What do you mean you’re not going? Of course you are! You’re so far behind in the dating program, at this rate you’re not gonna get married ‘til you’re like 50.” She says so seriously you’d think we’re talking about a plan to murder the president. I roll my eyes and take a second to study my blond friend. She’s super model skinny and always wearing the latest trends, being a fashion major and all. What people can’t tell just from looking at her is that regarding love and fashion
Rylan's POV “Hey Rylan, do you really think we’ll find her this year? We’ve been at it for almost 20 years already.” Rohan asks me through our shared mindlink as we run north in the late spring forest. “I do. Can’t you feel it too? The buzzing in your bones telling you we’re getting closer.” I ask, knowing he should feel it too. “I don’t know, I’ve thought I felt it many times these last few years but I was always wrong so I don’t really trust that feeling anymore. Maybe the Oracle was wrong and our mate isn’t in the Human Realm after all.” He says with a tone that hints on his wearing patience. “You know she’s never been wrong even once in the six centuries she’s been alive, we can’t give up now. Come on, let’s rest once we pass the border to Montana.” I say, trying to keep us both motivated. We continue running stuck in our own thoughts for well over two hours before we finally cross the state line. Almost immediately we both stop in our tracks as if we’ve run into a wall. My w
Sophie's POV After finishing yet another day of online lectures I get ready to do some chores around the house. Starting off I prepare the ribs I’m making for dinner and shove them into the preheated oven. Humming to a song by The Chainsmokers I then head to the washroom where I take all my clothes from the washing machine and pile them in the laundry basket. I started the washing machine during lunch to make sure it would be finished by now, I don’t want to leave my clothes to dry out overnight. Grabbing the basket I head for the back door in the kitchen to reach the garden, using my hip to push the door open since I need both my arms to not drop the heavy laundry. I continue singing quietly to myself, knowing fully well I’ve probably messed up half the lyrics by now, though not caring at all. I put the basket down and start hanging my clothes out to dry. There’s a lot of clothes since it’s been a little over two weeks since I last did my laundry. Lately there’s been so many exams
Sophie's POV “Is this some thing where you’ve decided to follow me until you repay me for helping you or something? Because in that case there’s no need. Shoo!” I say, gesturing to the open door but they flop down on their furry butts and look at me in a way that almost makes me believe they’re amused. Suddenly I start to smell burnt meat and I turn to the oven where I find my dinner is getting overcooked. With a yelp I hurry over and turn off the heat, grabbing some mitts to get the food out and place it on the stove to cool. Looking over the rib rack I find it’s not too bad after all, the smell having made it seem worse than it was. It might be a bit dry but still perfectly edible. Turning back to the dogs watching me I place a hand on my hip as I study them studying me. “If you want to stay for a bit I guess you’re welcome, there’s no one but me here anyway. Though if you poop inside I’ll throw you out head first, deal?” I ask, gwaffing barks is my reply which I take as a yes,
Sophie's POV “Ugh!” I huff as another piece of clothing hits me smack in the face. It’s been less than a minute after I told Mia I’ve been asked on a date and she’s already wreaking havoc in my closet. To be honest I didn’t even know I had this much clothes until it’s all spread out to cover my room. I already dread cleaning this up later. “Mia, you didn’t let me finish. I’m not even sure I’m going.” I explain, only for my best friend's head to turn around so fast I fear she may have gotten a whiplash. “What do you mean you’re not going? Of course you are! You’re so far behind in the dating program, at this rate you’re not gonna get married ‘til you’re like 50.” She says so seriously you’d think we’re talking about a plan to murder the president. I roll my eyes and take a second to study my blond friend. She’s super model skinny and always wearing the latest trends, being a fashion major and all. What people can’t tell just from looking at her is that regarding love and fashion
Rohan’s POV A soft snoring wakes me up from my late night nap and I stretch before looking around. Seems like both me and Rylan fell asleep waiting for our mate to finish her homework and now it’s well past 2am. Sophie’s head is leaning on her arms covering the dozens of notes and books spread out around her. Despite her peaceful sleeping face I can’t imagine it being comfortable sleeping in that position. Taking a risk I change back into human form and less than 30 seconds later I’m left stark naked in the middle of the living room. “Rohan, what the hell are you doing?” Rylan questions scoldingly, looking nervously at our mate as if she would wake up right this second. Ignoring my brother I place my arms around our mate and lift her up bridal style with her head rolling to lean against my shoulder. My body is humming pleasantly at the contact as I carry her to her bedroom, followed closely by Rylan who’s grumbling to himself. I gently put Sophie down on the bed and place the cov
Sophie's POV With a sigh I pull up on the driveway and turn the engine off. Opening the trunk I grab the first three bags before heading to the door, struggling to open it with the heavy bags weighing my arms down. About half a minute of struggling later I manage to open the door and leave it wide open as I enter. I don’t even bother removing my shoes as I head to the kitchen where I dump the groceries on the countertop. A shuffling sound is heard behind me and I turn around to find Florence and Barton appearing from the open back door. I smile at them, honestly happy they decided to stay. Maybe they’ll help me not to feel so alone here by myself and keep me entertained with something other than studies. I make four trips in total until all the groceries are inside and I sigh in relief as I lean against the counters to catch my breath. My arms are aching. I should probably get a gym membership somewhere and do something about my weak muscles but I don’t have any energy to commit to
Sophie's POV Jumping into my Ford Explorer from 2010 I start the engine and back out of the driveway. My house is at the edge of a small neighborhood just outside of Missoula so it takes me about 20 minutes to drive to my usual Walmart. Even though there are convenience stores closer I always choose this one. On my way I drive past the university where I study, though I have most courses online right now I used to go to uni almost daily for lectures. Pulling up in the parking lot I choose a parking spot as close to the entrance as possible, knowing I’ll be carrying a whole lot of bags to the car. After checking the car is locked behind me I grab a cart and head inside the store, taking my time in each section. By the time I head for the register the entire cart is filled to the brim with food, a lot of meat in particular, for my guests should they stay. I don’t really know anything about dogs so I decided that before I manage to read up I’ll just make them normal meat for now or I
Sophie's POV “Is this some thing where you’ve decided to follow me until you repay me for helping you or something? Because in that case there’s no need. Shoo!” I say, gesturing to the open door but they flop down on their furry butts and look at me in a way that almost makes me believe they’re amused. Suddenly I start to smell burnt meat and I turn to the oven where I find my dinner is getting overcooked. With a yelp I hurry over and turn off the heat, grabbing some mitts to get the food out and place it on the stove to cool. Looking over the rib rack I find it’s not too bad after all, the smell having made it seem worse than it was. It might be a bit dry but still perfectly edible. Turning back to the dogs watching me I place a hand on my hip as I study them studying me. “If you want to stay for a bit I guess you’re welcome, there’s no one but me here anyway. Though if you poop inside I’ll throw you out head first, deal?” I ask, gwaffing barks is my reply which I take as a yes,
Sophie's POV After finishing yet another day of online lectures I get ready to do some chores around the house. Starting off I prepare the ribs I’m making for dinner and shove them into the preheated oven. Humming to a song by The Chainsmokers I then head to the washroom where I take all my clothes from the washing machine and pile them in the laundry basket. I started the washing machine during lunch to make sure it would be finished by now, I don’t want to leave my clothes to dry out overnight. Grabbing the basket I head for the back door in the kitchen to reach the garden, using my hip to push the door open since I need both my arms to not drop the heavy laundry. I continue singing quietly to myself, knowing fully well I’ve probably messed up half the lyrics by now, though not caring at all. I put the basket down and start hanging my clothes out to dry. There’s a lot of clothes since it’s been a little over two weeks since I last did my laundry. Lately there’s been so many exams
Rylan's POV “Hey Rylan, do you really think we’ll find her this year? We’ve been at it for almost 20 years already.” Rohan asks me through our shared mindlink as we run north in the late spring forest. “I do. Can’t you feel it too? The buzzing in your bones telling you we’re getting closer.” I ask, knowing he should feel it too. “I don’t know, I’ve thought I felt it many times these last few years but I was always wrong so I don’t really trust that feeling anymore. Maybe the Oracle was wrong and our mate isn’t in the Human Realm after all.” He says with a tone that hints on his wearing patience. “You know she’s never been wrong even once in the six centuries she’s been alive, we can’t give up now. Come on, let’s rest once we pass the border to Montana.” I say, trying to keep us both motivated. We continue running stuck in our own thoughts for well over two hours before we finally cross the state line. Almost immediately we both stop in our tracks as if we’ve run into a wall. My w