Devon

Devon

Nate and I are hurrying back to the packhouse.  We ran into town to grab some food for this meeting between dad, the fae king Marcel, the werecat king Samuel, Rich who is the grandson of Marcel, and Helm who is Samuels grandson.  Helm is his nickname.  His real name is long, and honestly, no one can pronounce it.  Rich and Helm are picking up their cousin, who is the main topic of this meeting.  The two of us have known Rich and Helm since we were 14.   I have no idea who this cousin is or why he is so important.  

“I caught that scent last night while I was out patrolling,”  Nate says.

“Seriously, did you see her?” I ask.

“No, by the time I got to the place where the scent was the strongest she was gone.”  He states.

I bump my head against the headrest of the seat.  The two of us have been trying to find her for years now.  We know she is out there somewhere cause we catch her scent often.  I look at Nate, and I can see he is thinking the same thing we are.  I remember the first time we saw her.

___FLASHBACK___

The two of us had just walked out of the backdoor of the packhouse.  We had just come from Dad’s office, where he was meeting with Cyreena and Tyrone.  They are long-time friends of dads.  The last time they visited, we were 3 or 4, and they had a little girl with them. 

“Do you smell that?”  Nate asks.

“Yes, it smells like chocolate, coffee, and almonds,”  I tell him.

Nate agrees with me.  We follow the scent to where our sister and her friends are.  There is another girl with them.  Dad told us that Cyreena and Tyrone have a daughter.  This must be her.  As we get closer, she turns around.  My heart stops, and my mind goes blank.  I look at Nate and know he is feeling the same way.  The girl standing there staring at us has to be half a foot shorter than our 6’ height.  She has long hair the colour of silver and the most mesmerizing emerald green eyes.  

“Here comes trouble.”  I hear Lyra say with a snort.

The two of us ignore her and walk up to the girl. I smirk at the girl, and she quickly looks away.  I can see her blushing, and it is too damn cute. 

“Who is your friend sis?”  Nate asks.

“This is Emerald.  She is Cyreena and Tyrone,’s, daughter.”  Leena tells us.

“Emerald these are my twin brothers Devon and Nate.  They are the same age as you.”  Leena adds.

“Nice to meet you,”  She says to us.

We each take a hand, bring it to our mouths, and kiss it back. Two guys the same age as Leena walk over and start talking to us.  We know them, and they go to our school.  They start flirting with our Emerald.  We walk up behind Emerald and look at the two guys.  They say hi to us, but we just growl.  We place our arms over her shoulders and growl mine.  The guy’s eyes get huge, and they apologize and walk away.

__FLASHBACK END__

Neither of us could figure out why we acted that way that day.  We did talk to mom about it a few days later, and she said she would talk to someone.  We never heard anything after that.  I park the car in the driveway, and the two of us get out.  We gather all the food and start walking towards the house.  I catch a whiff of that scent and look over at Nate.  I can tell he smells it too.  As we walk up the stairs to Dad’s office, the scent continues to get stronger.  I can hear laughing, so I know the others are already there.  

“Fuck it is so strong here.  It smells like it is coming from Dad’s office.”  I say

“How is this possible?”  Nate asks.

“I have no idea,”  I admit.

We opened the door, and that damn scent nearly knocked me on my ass. We set the food down and went to where Tyler was standing.  I looked around the room and saw Marcel, Samuel, Rich, and Helm.  I knew that scent was not coming from any of them.  Nate came and stood by me.  The two of us were trying to figure out where the scent was coming from when we heard it.

“Are we finally all here?”  The voice asked.

“Yes,”  Dad answered.

The four of them sat down, and there, in one of Dad’s Papasan chairs, was Emerald.  She was sitting in a way that she had her back partially facing us.  I knew it was her, though.  Her hair was still long and that beautiful shade of silver, but she added thick streaks of blue and green. She was wearing a pair of cut-off jean shorts and an off-the-shoulder t-shirt.  I could see a large flower tattoo on the top of her left foot that had vines running up the side of her left leg.  I am sure it continued all the way up under her shorts.  I could also see the top of what appeared to be a tattoo on her back and chest.  She had also pierced her ears multiple times and now had a nose ring.

-I wonder if she has other tattoos and piercings?- Nate said through our mink link.

-I don’t know, but I sure a fuck want to find out.-I tell him.

We both smirk at that thought.  That’s when it hits me and everything, since we were 13 now, makes sense.

-She is our mate-I tell him.

-Yeah, I just realized that to-Nate replies.

She hasn’t even turned to look at us.  She is focusing on what her dad and her grandfather are saying.  I see Rich say something to her, and she violently shakes her head.  Does she not feel the mate bond?  I don’t understand. 

“Are you two ok?”  Dad asks.

“Yeah, we just realized something.  Maybe we can talk about it after the meeting.  Can you four hang around after your input will help?”  I ask.

“Of course,”  Marcel says.

I see Emeral stiffen in her seat and watch as she tries not to move.  Nothing about this makes any sense to me.  I look at Draven’s dad, and he is watching Emerald closely.  Not like he is interested in her, but he has a look of concern on his face.  My breath catches in my throat when she finally looks over at us.  God, she is so fucking beautiful with those gorgeous green eyes of hers.  I give her one of my sexy smiles.  I see a hint of a smile on her face before she turns away.  That was not a happy smile.  It was a small smile filled with sadness and regret.  I look at Nate, and he is as confused as I am.  Hopefully, the others can shed some light on what the hell is going on.