Isabella’s POV I must of had a decent sleep once I eventually managed to settle down as I woke the next afternoon with a clear head but yet my heart still felt heavy. It felt like this every time I woke in all honesty, I knew it was because of the bond. Being apart from my mate really was starting to slowly destroy me. This had been going on for nearly four years now and it was fours years too damn long! I cursed at my moon goddess for having to put us through this! I was so enraged at her when I first realised my mate was in fact a vampire. Why us? Why wasn’t my mate another werewolf like every other wolf I know? Why had I never heard of this kind of bond before? No one had ever spoke of a vampire and werewolf being mates in all our history. This shit just didn’t happen. For as long as I can remember I’d always been raised to believe vampires were cold blooded killers, whom wasted their immortality just feasting on everything in their sights, humans, animals and even us werewolve
Jax’s POV I woke the following day and immediately took another shower. I was meeting up with my family today so I needed to ensure every last scent of Isabella was fully washed off of me. I hated the idea that I had to physically wash her off, wash off her kisses and her touch but my father would definitely be able to smell her and I don’t think I would be able to lie to him the same way I’ve been lying to Samuel. I dried myself and got changed into a freshly ironed black suit, I gelled back my black hair in to the quiff style I liked and spritzed on a bit of my favourite cologne. I was meeting my father at his office in the city. He was a well respected figure of this town even amongst the humans, though of course I feel it would be a different story if they knew of his true identity. My father owned several hotels across the world, which made it easier when we had to take trips out of town to feed. No one could question us or get suspicious about our long trips from city to city
Isabella POV ‘Ohh Jax, you know we shouldn’t be doing this, I told you before it’s just too risky!’ I whined out, yet he still kept rubbing his hands down my body, slowly inching towards the waistband of my leather jeans, whilst also leaving sweet kisses on my neck. This kind of danger thrilled him but I was not so much a thrill seeker. ‘My dad will kill us both if he finds us.’ ‘Don’t let him find us then?’ He cheekily whispered. I let out sweet moans as he cuddled his head back in to my neck, slowly nipping and kissing at my skin. He grabbed me so I could straddle him whilst he lay on my bed. I couldn’t stop my worrying though so in between moans I said ‘I don’t want you to stop Jax, but you know it’s too risky you being here, being in my room, what if he comes home early? He will smell your scent?’ ‘Relax Is’ he responds. ‘You already know I’d be outta here before he could even sniff me out, just chill okay?’ I’d never had Jax visit my home before so it was putting me on edge,
Jax’s POV I woke the following day and immediately took another shower. I was meeting up with my family today so I needed to ensure every last scent of Isabella was fully washed off of me. I hated the idea that I had to physically wash her off, wash off her kisses and her touch but my father would definitely be able to smell her and I don’t think I would be able to lie to him the same way I’ve been lying to Samuel. I dried myself and got changed into a freshly ironed black suit, I gelled back my black hair in to the quiff style I liked and spritzed on a bit of my favourite cologne. I was meeting my father at his office in the city. He was a well respected figure of this town even amongst the humans, though of course I feel it would be a different story if they knew of his true identity. My father owned several hotels across the world, which made it easier when we had to take trips out of town to feed. No one could question us or get suspicious about our long trips from city to city
Isabella’s POV I must of had a decent sleep once I eventually managed to settle down as I woke the next afternoon with a clear head but yet my heart still felt heavy. It felt like this every time I woke in all honesty, I knew it was because of the bond. Being apart from my mate really was starting to slowly destroy me. This had been going on for nearly four years now and it was fours years too damn long! I cursed at my moon goddess for having to put us through this! I was so enraged at her when I first realised my mate was in fact a vampire. Why us? Why wasn’t my mate another werewolf like every other wolf I know? Why had I never heard of this kind of bond before? No one had ever spoke of a vampire and werewolf being mates in all our history. This shit just didn’t happen. For as long as I can remember I’d always been raised to believe vampires were cold blooded killers, whom wasted their immortality just feasting on everything in their sights, humans, animals and even us werewolve
Jax’s POV It was so painful having to up and leave her every time we had the opportunity to be together. It was both emotionally and physically damaging. She was such a sensitive soul and every time I left her she would cry. It defeated me having to just stand there watching her beautiful, captivating amber eyes tear up because of our situation and know that there was simply not much I could actually do about it right now. My heart forever yearned for hers, ever since that day we first found out we were mates. I haven’t been attracted to anyone else ever since. I would love nothing more than to be able to openly embrace her and carelessly love her in front of any one and every one but life just isn’t always that easy. We risk so much with this bond. A vampire and werewolf bond is just unthinkable and both of our families would no doubt kill us. Her family is the highest ranked werewolf pack in our world, and Isabella was next in line to be Alpha. Well with her being the next of kin
Isabella POV ‘Ohh Jax, you know we shouldn’t be doing this, I told you before it’s just too risky!’ I whined out, yet he still kept rubbing his hands down my body, slowly inching towards the waistband of my leather jeans, whilst also leaving sweet kisses on my neck. This kind of danger thrilled him but I was not so much a thrill seeker. ‘My dad will kill us both if he finds us.’ ‘Don’t let him find us then?’ He cheekily whispered. I let out sweet moans as he cuddled his head back in to my neck, slowly nipping and kissing at my skin. He grabbed me so I could straddle him whilst he lay on my bed. I couldn’t stop my worrying though so in between moans I said ‘I don’t want you to stop Jax, but you know it’s too risky you being here, being in my room, what if he comes home early? He will smell your scent?’ ‘Relax Is’ he responds. ‘You already know I’d be outta here before he could even sniff me out, just chill okay?’ I’d never had Jax visit my home before so it was putting me on edge,