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-Daphne- I enjoyed it a lot to get to know Jackson and making him get to know me. We talked for a long time, not even realizing how fast time was passing until the sun began lowering in the sky, and Jackson noticed out of the open doors we had let stay like that so the cool breeze could come inside the house. “Shit, I think we are almost past dinner,” he whispered. I turned and watched as the sun was on its way down, too. It was crazy how fast time went just talking and spending time together, but something deep in me was also pleased as we had spent all that time together. It made me feel deeper connected to him. “Shall we go eat?” he asked. I nodded, and he grabbed my hand as he led me to where the kitchen was, but as he made me sit at the kitchen island, I realized something. “I can’t cook,” I told him. He chuckled. “That’s all right. I can.” “You can?” “My mom was taught it, and she taught me. I am not a chef, but I can make us food,” he promised me. I smiled, enjoying my
-Jackson- I could see where Daphne was coming from. It was not that I didn’t understand her concerns or fears, or that I didn’t get the power her family had. But I was head over heels for her. I couldn’t get her out of my head, so trying to imagine a future without her was simply not possible, and I believed we could do the impossible. Hadn’t Ana and Roman? I knew he was king, so it did change something, but they would have our backs. I knew that. It was an interesting point Daphne brought up. How her family would get their revenge not through fighting or killing, but through rumors and poisonous words. That changed something. It made me think even more about what there was to lose for both of us. I had really not thought this through, had I? “I can sense that changed something,” she whispered. “I still want you.” Neither of us were looking at each other, though. “And I want you.” “But you’re right. The thought is scary.” I turned to her again, but she was only glancing at me as
-Daphne- Jackson’s words surprised me so much. I couldn’t make sense of them first. How could a marking help anything? That would only make my family so angry. They would definitely want revenge if I came back mark and mated to someone they didn’t approve of and then everything I feared would definitely happen. But then Jackson explained what he meant and slowly I began seeing where he was going. I couldn’t say I completely agreed though, but I could see where he was coming from. “Jackson…” I began. “Consider it.” “But it wouldn’t be right,” I whispered. “What do you mean?” “I mean, you would be forced to stay bound to me. Feelings can still change. You could still get angry with me, and where would we stand then?” I asked. “But it would be different.” “No, you would hate me.” “Daphne, I could never hate you.” “No, listen to me.” I grabbed his hands, holding onto them, and a smile spread across both our lips because we couldn’t help it. We were still mates, and we desired on
-Daphne- Jackson didn’t come back. Not even when it grew dark. I sat up and looked around the room. It felt wrong without him there. I understood why. We were mates and now I would need him around me all the time. Even my wolf had shut me out, saying I needed to think hard about this, and I was beginning to. I was thinking more and more about what Jackson suggested, and I could see why it might work. It might also make my family burn the world to the ground, but we could come out as victors if we truly wanted to. I was just scared out of my mind, but I had to overcome those fears if I wanted the sweet prize at the end. I just hoped Jackson would come back soon. Just as I had thought it, he entered, and I looked at him, surprised. He turned to me, only glancing at me before he went to shower. Go out there! “In the shower?” I whispered. Yes! my wolf pressed. You know what you have to do. Follow his plan. “Follow his plan,” I mumbled to myself. Was I really doing it? Before I knew i
-Jackson- I woke up feeling better than I had in a very fucking long time. Daphne was practically sleeping on top of me, and she was the most amazing sight to wake up to. I had been so pissed when I thought she wanted to go back and leave me once again, but when I came back, it was clear that she had had some time to think and had changed her mind. She wanted to be mine, and I had made her mine. We had marked and mated, and now no one could pull us from each other. I began lazily playing with her hair. My cock was rock hard again, wanting to be deep inside my little mate, but I had enjoyed her body all night. I would let her rest a little now. Daphne stirred slowly, blinking open her eyes and smiling at me so sweetly. “Morning,” she whispered. “Morning.” I leaned closer and kissed her, and she sighed contently. “Goddess, I love waking up to you,” I told her. She blushed so sweetly, and this time came to me, kissing me harder, more passionately. I groaned as she pulled away, but t
-Daphne- Jackson and I took a shower after having mated all morning, then we went downstairs to eat. This time, there was a much more relaxed and happy energy around us as we shared the meal. He couldn’t stop touching me all the time. It was even worse now that we had marked each other, not that I minded. I enjoyed the attention he was giving me. I had not received something like this before. While Roman was my best friend, and he had always been ready to be there for me, sometimes just to listen and other times to help me, but he had never done such things for me like Jackson did. He had never been as attentive. He had been a friend, while I had wanted this. Romance, attention, care, a possessive mate even. I did not mind that Jackson grew a little crazy for me. It was quite nice, actually. It showed how much he wanted me, and I was certainly not complaining. “How do you think your parents will feel?” I asked as I sat on his lap and we were just relaxing after eating some food. “Hm
-Daphne- Even though our little paradise was great, Jackson and I couldn’t figure out if this truly would work before we went back to our world and face the monsters waiting there. Or maybe it was me who had monsters to face, but as my mate, Jackson would stand by my side and hopefully it would help me remain strong enough to defeat them. “How are you feeling?” Jackson felt as I got my jacket on. “Nervous. Scared. Like I might throw up,” I confessed. He let out a low whistle before we both chuckled. “That’s a lot of feelings,” he said. “A lot,” I agreed. He stepped closer to me, wrapping his arms around me, and smiled at me. I felt better when he held me. It calmed me that he kept me close. “You got this,” he said. “You always have such strong beliefs.” “I believe in us. Is that bad?” “No, not at all, but in me? Yeah.” “Stop looking down on yourself, Daphne. What the hell did your family do to you?” “Told me everything I did wrong all the time,” I confessed to him. “All t
-Jackson- Daphne wasn’t the only one worried. Of course, I was too. I wasn’t going to lie. The things she had warned me about did trouble me, and we were both silent as we drove back to my place. I would make sure she was all set up, relaxed, and ready to face her family. Then she could call them and we would figure out the rest from there. I just needed her to feel secure somewhere. That she wasn’t standing alone, then she might be able to face these people. It did worry me though what she had told me about them and how they had raised her. It was clearly not from love, and the things they had told her still scarred her. How could a parent only focus on the negative and never the good? It didn’t fuel a child. It only hurt them. “You okay?” I asked as we neared my home. I reached out and took her hand. She turned to me. “Still nervous.” “That’s okay. I am too,” I admitted. She smiled a little, then squeezed my hand. I parked in front of the house, and we both walked out before I