Chapter 4: Ours

Staring down at her beautiful face, I am taking in all her features while Max’s men remove all the women from the room. Here lying in my lap is my mate. The person I have waited thousands of years for, finally found and in my arms. Her long dark mahogany hair has streaks of rich dark reds, a spectrum of light to dark browns, and several platinum blonde strands artistically woven in. 

Her skin is olive toned with slight hints of pink in her face. She is curvy and has the most delicious looking breasts that I have ever seen. They are definitely a size D; I want so badly to bite and suck on them; fuck I feel like a perv right now. A scar runs from her collarbone down her cleavage line, which I want to follow with my fingertips until I touch her sweet flower. The memory of her heart surgery as a small child pulls up in my head. 

She has a little mom tummy and sexy legs. She is short, probably 5’4”. Her eyes are almond shaped, and her lips are a soft kissable light red with a plumpness I can imagine enjoying for the rest of my life. I pull her up further up my lap, and shift her body on me, so that her head rests gently on my shoulder. Her full ass is resting on my lap, and my dick is twitching just thinking of how great her ass feels resting against it. 

Max and Damen walk up to us on the sofa. Max lifts her feet gently, sits down, and places them on his lap. Damen sits across from us. Time is standing completely still right now, and if there is a heaven for supernatural beings, this is mine. My most beautiful mate. 

[Damen POV]

“She is mind-blowingly beautiful! What in the hell happened back there, and why could I see all her memories,” I asked Sam? “I really don’t have an answer for us. I have never heard of mates having that type of psychic experience before being marked and mated,” Sam said while looking deep in thought while he gently stroked her hair. 

Retreating to my mind, I think, I am the son of the ruler of the Netherworld, Prince, and Lord of the demon realm, and I have never known of such a strong first meet or interaction with mates, where a d******d of memories has ever occurred. I will have to ask my father about this. To be mated to all three of us; having so many mates is rare and unheard of with a human. There must be something more to her and our bond.

“How did she endure so much?” Max asked Sam and me. “I am just as furious,” I said while looking at her peacefully resting face on Sam’s shoulder. “There is something so different about her. She smells and looks human, and her heartbeat sounds human, just slightly slower, but that energetic exchange, and how much it took out of her. I have never seen anything like it.” The three of us looked at each other with so many more questions. 

[Max’s POV]

I knew something was off about tonight before we met her. My wolf, Dom, has been whimpering and pacing for the past hour, in my head. The smell of jasmine and lavender filled our noses the moment she collided with Sam outside the room. Her smell is intoxicating! What was she doing here? Who is she with? She has a pup, and I cannot wait to meet him. There is an age gap, as I am 37 and she is 42. “Dating an older woman,” Dom smirked and laughed to me. I have waited so long to meet my mate. 

Honestly, I thought I would go feral ten years ago, but I have managed to make it this long and maintain my position as Alpha of my pack. I wonder what she will think of my pack and lands. We are the largest in North America, with territory covering the Northern States and into Canada. I am the Alpha of the Dark Water pack and Alpha King of the North. I have known Sam and Damen since we were young children, we have been the closest of friends since. With each of our families being royalty our allegiances to each other’s kind and territories goes back hundreds of years. 

Our families bonded us together when we were children as part of the alliance. Damen is the Prince of the Netherworld. His father, King Jav Atropos is thousands of years old, and has reigned supreme over all the undead and dead who inhabit the Netherworld. Damen has lived in our overworld since his childhood. He goes to the Nether often though, to visit his father and learn more of his duties. Although, his father will continue to rule for many more years to come, he wants Damen to keep up on his abilities and duties there as well as here in the overworld. 

Sam is a Vampire Prince. His family has kept territories here in the North and keep our kind secret by enforcing laws of minimal killings on humans. The humans that do become food for his kind are ones that have committed severe crimes to other humans. We are not do-gooders by any stretch of the imagination, but we are tasked to maintain our secrets and do our best to protect their kind when at all possible. 

I have never seen Sam take to a human before like he instantly took to her. Granted she is his mate as well, which explains it. She is so lovely. Dom wants me to touch her, run my hands up her body, touch her lips, and hold her in our arms. I don’t know why the mate connection took so much out of her and why she passed out. 

“Alpha, we have a situation here in the hallway,” my beta Jayden said via mind link. I let him know I was coming. As I began to move her feet so that I could stand, I felt her legs move. “She is walking up,” Sam said. “Fuck, I want to be here when she does, but I have to deal with whatever is going on outside the door” I said in a growl of frustration. “I need to deal with this, and I suggest we take her home afterwards.” Sam and Damen nodded in agreement.