Sebastian
My entire body is on fire. The scent of vanilla and all things wonderful fills my lungs, and just the feel of her beneath my fingers is intoxicating far more than any amount of liquor could ever be. I want to devour her in a way that melds our two bodies and souls into one.
I can’t allow myself to let that happen, though. Not now. Not yet. Aria is far too special for me to make her feel as if she is only a toy to me, something to be played with and then tossed away.
When I pull away from her, it feels as if I am ripping adhesive from raw skin. It burns, deep to the bone.
I tell her the truth. I want to treat her like a lady. I say exactly what I am thinking, not considering how old-fashioned it sounds. I tell her I want to woo her.<
AriaCleaning Sebstian’s room is different now. It’s never been a difficult task, compared to what Mim is doing downstairs, but now, I feel like I have more ownership in what I’m doing. Everything I touch is his. Everything I clean or straighten, he has touched recently himself. I can smell his scent throughout the room. I can feel his essence in the items that belong to him, especially in the clothing he has recently worn, the bed he has just slept in, the pillow that smells like his cologne.It doesn’t take long for me to clean up. He is certainly a tidy person, especially for a man. I wonder if any of that has to do with me. Perhaps he is being cleaner than normal because he doesn’t want me to think he’s a mess.I do all of my regular cleaning and a
SebastianI sort of feel bad about taking two showers in one day now that I know that Aria is the one who is going to have to clean up after me. But… it’s been a long, stressful day, and I know I need a shower, so I take one anyway, doing my best to keep the space clean. No stray hairs, no standing water or gobs of conditioner on the shower floor. I hope she won’t mind too much in the morning….I can hardly believe she’s coming over for our first date. I can’t wait to see what Dez picked out for her. He pretended to be put out that I asked him to go shopping, but I know he likes that sort of thing more than most men. He always likes it when I tell him to pick something out for Mim, too.I get out of the shower and dry off, catching my reflection in the mir
SebastianTaking things slow seemed like the best option, the smartest thing to do, but now, with Aria here in my arms, her scent overwhelming, the feel of her body next to mine electrifying, I can’t seem to get myself to stop.She tastes so good. The feel of her tongue wrapped around mine as I hold her close. Inside of me, my wolf is awake, calling out to her wolf as the two of them long for one another just as I am pulled to Aria.My mouth pecks a trail across her jaw as I dip my head to find her neck. I kiss her softly at first, listening to the tiny moans she makes. Then, I begin to suck and lick, sliding closer to her collarbone. My mouth rests in that cradle of space where I will eventually mark her as my mate. Now would be the perfect time to do that, but I don’t. Not
AriaI didn’t intend for this to happen. When I left my room to come to Sebastian’s for our date, I had no idea we would become so entranced by one another that we would end up tangled amidst the covers and sheets on his bed. Yet, here we are, our bodies melding into one another as my head rests on his perfectly sculpted chest, his arm around me. Everything in the world seems perfect even though I am not usually the type of girl who takes this step so soon. I have no doubt that Sebastian is my fated match, so we may as well be together. I am worried about his father, though, and as I lie in his arms, his lips pressed sweetly to the top of my head, I have to wonder what will happen next.“How are you?” he asks me, his voice just a whisper.“Good,” I tell him.
AriaIt seems odd taking a shower in Sebastian’s bathroom, that huge shower that I clean every day, so I don’t. While he is in the bathroom, I get dressed and creep upstairs. Thankfully, I do not run into anyone in the hallway.Mim is still there when I sneak in and close the door behind me though. She squeals, “You little vixen!”I can’t help but smile, though I shush her with a finger pressed to my lips. “It’s not like that,” I tell her, but she is ecstatic and doesn’t know how to keep her voice down.“What was it like?” she asks. “Is he good in bed? I bet he’s good in bed.”“Mim!” I say, walking past her t
Aria Sebatian’s room is clean. There is nothing at all left for me to do. So… I am sitting on his couch, a book in my hand, not open, the TV in front of me off, trying to figure out my life. I know he has said not to worry about his father, but I don’t know how I’m supposed to keep from that. I can just imagine Sebastian sitting in his father’s office, across from the senior Mr. Kurts, telling him that he’s in love with the maid. Mr. Kurts will roll his eyes and tell his son to get himself together. Of course he will. What else can he do? It’s dishonorable to his family for him to even consider wanting to be with someone like me. Yet, Sebastian says that he wants to be with me, that he needs to be with me. He feels the mate pull every bit as much as I do, and it’s not easy to ignore. It’s
Sebastian“What are you doing--exactly, son?” My father is looking at me like I am an insect, his eyes narrowed, his hands folded atop his desk, as he leans in and scrutinizes me. I have been in this position many times before, but it’s been a while. I can remember this look from when I was a child, and I’d done something wrong. No matter how big or how small my indiscretion, my father would always find out, and he would always look at me the same way he is now--like I have disappointed him.In this case, I’m not exactly sure I know what he’s getting at, though, unfortunately, I think I have a guess. He had called me into his office for a meeting about the rogues, one where we discussed how the situation was in the city but I found out nothing of importance to Aria, and then he asked me to
AriaFrustration washes over me as I walk back into the room I share with Mim at the end of my shift and look at my bed. No letter. I growl and walk over, sitting down on the empty comforter and slipping my shoes off.Mim is in the shower. I can hear the water running. I really want to take one myself, but I can wait. I wish I was still in Sebastian’s room, but after he got back from work, he said he had to go out on a run with Dez and the rest of his detail, and he didn’t know when he’d be back. Something was bothering him. It was evident in the way he was talking. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but I didn’t get the chance. We kissed a little, and then he headed into the bathroom to change, and I left.Now, I’m sitting here, wondering what to do--not about S
Sebastian I am standing at the end of an aisle, outside in my mother’s garden behind our house, waiting for the most wonderful woman in the world to walk down and stand beside me so that the preacher before us can pronounce us man and wife. All of our friends and family are also here, including the remaining members of Vargas Pack. There are rows and rows of white folding chairs covering the velvety green lawn. The sky is crystal blue, white puffy clouds roll by high above us, and I can’t imagine how my life could be any more perfect than it is at this moment. My father retired from being the pack Alpha a few months ago. He said he hoped it wouldn’t interfere with the wedding plans, but it was time. Mom had this river cruise she wanted to go on in Europe, and it was getting ready to set sail. He said he’d neglected her wishes for far t
Sebastian“I remember.”Hearing Aria say those two words is almost as good as it was to hear her say that she loved me for the first time. Tears fill my eyes as I look into hers, the magic from the rings in the moonlight dissipating as we are left in the ruins of her home with our arms around one another.“You do?”Her smile widens as she nods enthusiastically. “I do. I remember everything.”A sigh of relief escapes my lips as I wrap her up into my arms and swing her around. “I’m so glad,” I tell her as I set her down on her and brush her hair back before I kiss her. Just like our hands melding together started the magic that brought he
SebastianAria and I walk hand-in-hand up the hill that leads to her old village with the light of a full moon guiding our feet along the path. I am nervous about what might happen when we get to the top and she sees her old homesite. Either she will recognize where she’s at and a flood of memories will come back to her, or she won’t, and this entire visit will leave her devastated.I try to reassure her as we go. “Now, if this doesn’t work, it’s all right. There are lots of other things we can try. There are people we can see. We’ll go visit your old packmates. It’s possible that some of them will be able to help you remember. Or we can find a doctor, an expert on amnesia. I bet there’s a good one that knows about the shifter world already. If not, they don’t have to know you’re
AriaWe take another plane to my hometown, or at least, as close to it as we can get. Sebastian tells me that there are no airports in my former territory. In fact, the closest one is a few hours’ drive from where we want to go. This time, on the airplane, when he wants to hold my hand, I not only let him, I want to hold his hand, too.The flight is much longer this time, over three hours. To pass the time, I ask Sebastian questions about his childhood, and he tells me stories about when he was a little boy. I wonder how many of them I have heard before and how many of them are brand new to me. He makes me laugh, and I love to hear the sound of his voice.But I am nervous. What if this is my last chance to remember? What if I get to my hometown and I don’t recognize anything?
AriaOnce again, Sebastian has me by the hand and is leading me down the stairs to another part of this enormous house. I have no idea where we are going, only that we are looking for some rings that Dez mentioned when he was talking about Mim.I don’t bother to ask Sebastian any more questions because he seems to not want to tell me anything. He said he needed to show me. Maybe whatever he’s going to show me will help me to understand more, even if it doesn’t help me remember.We stop at an office door on the first floor, and Sebastian knocks. I hear a deep voice that I think is his dad say, “Yeah? Who is it?”“Father, it’s me, Sebastian, with Aria. Can we come in?”
SebastianWaking up next to Aria, I think for a moment that things are normal, that all of this has just been one horrible nightmare, and she’s still exactly the way she should be, her memories are intact, and she knows who I am and who she is.Then her eyes open, and I can see the vacancy registering there. My heart feels crushed again. She blinks a few times and then smiles at me, and I don’t feel quite as bad.Since she lost her memories, I’ve felt terrible for her, but I have also held onto one selfish fear, that she will never remember me and won’t learn to love me again. I have been terrified that she will decide she doesn’t want to be with me anymore.This smile reassures me that that isn’t the case, that
AriaI feel like a wanton woman, but I want this man, and since we have been together many times, I can’t convince myself that it’s not okay. Trying to keep my hands off of him is like trying to prevent myself from breathing. The longer I try, the more it burns, the greater grows the need.I don’t know if the two of us being together will inspire any memories to fire off within my head, but at the moment, I don’t care. He is kissing me like he loves me, and I believe that maybe he does. He tastes like rain water, and I can’t get enough of the feel of his tongue against mine. He is cautious at first, taking his time, but when I place my mouth on his mark, he knows what I want and that I’m sure that I want it.We waste little time stripping our clothing off as
SebastianI take Aria to my room, not sure what to expect. I am surprised that she’s had such vivid memories of Mim. It seems that scents can trigger memories for her, so I will have to try to think about how I can use this knowledge to help the situation in the future.I’m not sure there are any particular scents she can associate with my room at first, but when I open the door and see the bed, one comes to mind.Her memories might be trapped in her mind somewhere, but mine are not, and walking into the room, holding her hand, seeing the bed where we made love for the first time, where we made love so many times, I miss her in a way I haven’t missed her since she was lying in that hospital bed and I was sitting in the waiting room, waiting to see if she would recover.
AriaAfter a few days, I am dismissed from the hospital. Dr. Wilson, charming man that he is, says that normally, he would keep a patient who has no memories a bit longer, but in my case, he was fine sending me home. He said it was best if “my kind” took care of me. Since i still think I am his kind, I don’t appreciate this. But I go because I’d rather be anywhere but in the hospital.On the plane ride to Sebastian’s home, I sit next to him but say next to nothing as I stare at the window of the private jet we are on. His parents, who seem like nice enough people, although I’m not crazy about his dad, sit in the row in front of us and also don’t talk. Sebastian tries to get me to speak a few times. I mostly shrug and use one word responses, so he gives up. I know he wants to hold my hand, so when