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I don’t know when I fell asleep exactly. It was dark outside when I woke up. Thankfully, the headache was gone. Sometimes my migraines last for days. I was glad this wasn’t one of those times. I felt surprisingly well rested. Goddess, what was I going to do about my mate? My mate who most likely wanted to kill me. You’re spiraling again, Maya’s sleepy voice disturbed my inner ramblings. Yep, I was, but not without reason, right? Right? I could sense Maya’s annoyance with me. She had every right to be frustrated with me. Hell, I was frustrated with myself. Honestly, though, why would a second chance mate land in my lap right now. I barely dealt with the last one.I hadn’t been able to get him out of my head all day. Hell, even my room smelled like him: delicious, addictive, earthy, spicy. Amazing. Like a warm spring day… Fuck! My room smelled like him! Why did my room smell like him? I bolted upright in bed so quickly that my head ached a little. My eyes scanned my dark room and
When I woke from the best sleep I’ve ever had, I noticed the indigo sky tinged with silver outside my window. Soft light was beginning to dilute the night sky, preempting the rising dawn.I felt him, my mate, stir beside me. I rolled in his arms and came face to face with his hungry, hypnotic eyes. Such intensity.Nothing had happened last night, nothing sexy anyway. Still, this was a huge step forward for me. I’d never even had a boyfriend. I’d certainly never woken up with a man in my bed before, even a fully dressed one. And this particular specimen of a man was driving my every sense wild.My cheeks heated rapidly when he kissed my forehead softly.“I love that blush. Maybe I should call you little red,” he teased.“I could call you my big bad wolf,” I joked back.Fu@k, that was cheesy. Did I seriously just say that out loud?Yeah, you did. Maya laughs at me. Sometimes it’s not so fun having a second consciousness in your head to call your corny out. “Darling, you call me whateve
Throughout the day, my mind was swirling with thoughts of a certain handsome professor. It made concentrating on my economics, and marketing classes difficult.When I was done with the day's classes, I headed back to my room to get ready for my first ever date. It wasn’t until after I’d showered and agonized over an outfit for way too long, that I realized I hadn’t checked my phone since yesterday afternoon. I had no idea where or when exactly this dinner was supposed to take place.Eight missed calls and several texts from an unknown number that I soon learned was my mate. That sounds so weird: my mate. My mate didn't reject me. He’d tried to contact me several times before breaking into my room. I should be furious that he broke into my room. I’m not.I swore out loud when I realized I’d also missed more than a dozen calls and a dozen texts from my dad. He was worried about me. I called him immediately.“Lara! Thank the Goddess! I was so worried about you. When Gileston called me ab
**** Kelton ****As soon as I walked in the classroom, I caught her delectable scent. I tried to ignore it as best as I could. Not because I didn’t want her. I did. Desperately. But because I was in a room full of students, and I had a job to do. I couldn’t just march up to my mate and kiss her senseless. She’d probably slap me. Then I’d get fired. I was actually OK with both of those outcomes, except that I did not want to frighten her or force myself on her.Already I felt things for her I didn’t think were possible. This young woman was made for me. It was a struggle to concentrate. And I didn’t even know her yet. My whole being unraveled at the thought of her. My mind was racing.My wolf, Knight, was beyond ecstatic. I’d had to block him briefly… not something I like to do. But his furious need to be with her, to claim her, was testing my control on a cellular level. I felt as if I’d self-combust at any second. Finally, after damn near forty years, I’d found my goddess given fated
2pm came and went. Perhaps my clock was broken…Perhaps I’d already screwed this up.Perhaps she has a class at this time.I looked her up in the system. Nope, no class at this time.For the first time in my entire life someone stood me up. I’m not talking about a woman. I hadn’t been on any dates since Darla. And even then, we weren’t really dating. We were fu.king, a friends with benefits kind of gig. Until I accidentally knocked her up. Then we were suddenly a couple with responsibilities.As an Alpha, half my life was spent in meetings. Usually, people wait anxiously for me. I quickly learned the outer signs of anxiety or nervousness. Sweaty palms, sweaty brows, fidgeting fingers, eyes constantly flicking around, difficulty looking me in the eye. Etc.For the first time in my life, however, I clearly recognized those signs in myself. It was me sitting there watching the clock tick up to, and past, 2pm. I’d also recognized my mate displaying each and every one of those sighs during
**** Lara ****By the time 6:30 pm rolled around, I was absolutely trembling with nerves. I kept vacillating wildly between dirty thoughts and frightened thoughts. Though the paranoid fear had reduced significantly, it hadn’t yet completely abated.This is a terrible idea; I can’t believe I’m doing this….He’s probably taking us somewhere away from the college to murder us….I hope he kisses me first….So on and so on, my idiotic thoughts went until I finally saw his car.A fancy red convertible. I’m not sure what I expected, but somehow it wasn’t that. So much for inconspicuousness. Everyone on campus will see me getting into that thing. It’ll take ten seconds for his female fan club to figure out that that car is his. From there they’ll be able to track him to where he lives. He’ll stand out, we’ll stand out, in that thing everywhere we go. Not that my purple jeep is particularly inconspicuous either now that I thought about it. There are a ton of jeeps around campus but none in my
After twenty more minutes of winding through the picturesque hills, we arrived at a beautiful brew pub restaurant situated on the bank of a small river. An old mill converted with a very modern looking restaurant attached. It felt welcoming, homey, and fancy all at the same time.On the way in, we walked past a group of older ladies who were exiting the establishment. Thanks to my superior werewolf hearing, I heard one say, “Oh, it’s sweet that they are having a daddy daughter date. Family is so important.”Her friend, I assumed, replied, “I think he’s her sugar daddy, not her father, Maria. Judging by the way he’s staring at her body.”After the resulting gasps, I tuned them out.That’s what everyone would think, wouldn’t they? Shockingly, that old lady hadn’t sounded nearly as judgmental as I’d expected. Perhaps everyone wouldn’t be so open-minded about our age gap.Who cares what everyone else thinks, Maya huffed.She was right. We were both legal adults and chose each other of our
We left the restaurant holding hands. I couldn’t keep the ridiculous, giddy grin off my face as we walked to the car. How did I get so lucky? It was fully dark outside now. The clear night sky twinkled with pinprick stars.When he opened the car door for me, I practically swooned at the old-fashioned gesture. It was such a little and inconsequential thing, but to me, it meant the world. It meant he was looking out for my needs, even tiny things that I could easily handle myself. Stupid, I know. Millions of women would probably think that kind of mindset would set feminism back a hundred years. It wasn’t about what I could do for myself, or what I should do for myself… For me, it was just that fact that he was there for me, instinctively. I felt like no one had ever been there for me, in even the most minor ways like that. Even my dad. I knew he loved me, but he always seemed so careful not to be too affectionate in front of my mother and brother, like he knew it would stir them up. He
Kelton stands frozen, but his eyes betray him. They speak volumes—regret, shame, and, strangely enough, fear. That can’t be right, can it? Fear. Shame. Regret. None of it fits the man I know.Reach into the bond. Maya’s voice cuts through my spiraling thoughts, sharp with irritation. My head throbs faintly from the force of her emotion, but I sense her frustration isn’t aimed at Kelton. It’s me. What did I do? The knot in my chest tightens, confusion twisting into hurt. Relationships are hard.Still, I obey. I close my eyes and focus, reaching inward for the bond that connects us. It’s difficult to describe—like chasing a glowing thread, spun from golden, wispy light. It’s intangible, impossible to truly grasp, but in my mind, I see it clearly. This thread, delicate yet unbreakable, ties our souls together. Pure magic. When I find it, I feel it, and somehow, I follow it.Outwardly, Kelton remains a picture of perfect composure: calm, controlled, and utterly unreadable. Usually. But th
And just like that the spell I’d been under for the last few months broke. It felt like all the self-confidence I’d built crumbled like a house of cards.He was just like my dad, my brother, and my mother: fickle, casually cruel.Before I even realized I was moving, I’d slammed the door behind me. The sound echoed in the quiet hallway, louder than expected. I didn’t stop to see if Kelton had followed— I couldn’t. My chest felt tight, my thoughts a chaotic mess of disbelief and hurt.How could he say that?Give him a chance, Maya stated.You’re supposed to be on my side! Maya had always been more adventurous and more extroverted than me, but we were still a pair. Our souls were joined. Not in the same way as the mate bond.My breath hitched in my throat as I wandered. It felt like I was choking on his words, on Maya’s betrayal, on my lack of oxygen. Everything.Lara, Maya’s voice was both scolding and hurt. I couldn’t deal with her emotional blackmail. I blocked her out, just like I bl
*** Lara ***Finally, everyone filed out of Tony’s office. “Hattie, would you lead Lara to our room for me, please?”My heart rate kicked up. Kelton usually called me darling. Was he distancing himself from me for his son’s sake? I mean, that made sense, we didn’t want to rub our bond in his face, but it still hurt.No, stop it, Lara. You are letting your ingrained insecurities rule you again.Kelton pulled me close and dropped a sweet kiss on my forehead, “I'll be right behind you, Darling.” Oh good, I was darling again. “I just want a quick word with my boy.”Awww, his boy. This man was so sweet. Even if said boy was a grown up man.“Of course.” Some time and space to set my head straight was a good idea anyway. I couldn’t keep reading into things and panicking like I had been all day today. I’d give myself a damn aneurysm.With the way you grew up, it’s understandable that you’re worried, Lara. Things have been going so wonderfully with Kelton that you’re paranoid something will go
Once I’d apologized to Tony for how I treated him, though not quite as many times as he’d apologized to me, the awkward tension in the room began to abate – slightly. There was still so much to unpack but it definitely felt like the worst was over. I no longer felt like I was single handedly responsible for destroying every one of Tony’s relationships.Finally, Kelton, who had been quiet for most of the meeting, spoke again. I had to give the man credit for his self control. Most mates would have interjected if their mate was facing off with an alpha, especially a perceived rival.Maturity for the win, Maya happily sighed.“I think we’ve accomplished a lot here tonight. It was hard for all of us, I’m sure. Anthony, I’m sorry Tony, I am still getting used to your name change. You’ve always been Anthony to me. I’m trying to respect your wishes. Old habits are hard to break. I wish we could have figured this mess out somewhere neutral, so we could have avoided the incident in the rec roo
*** Lara ***“Who would like to speak first?” Kelton asked, his voice a mask of calm. Yet, I could feel a palpable tension vibrating through our bond—a tension he surely felt from me as well.After a brief pause, it was evident that no one would voluntarily answer his question as the silence persisted. Every word I had uttered in the past half-hour seemed so incorrect, overly confrontational, overly defensive. I was determined to remain silent for now. In fact, I avoided even making eye contact with anyone, which explained my intense interest in the wood grain patterns of his desk. I doubted I could bear seeing any disapproval in any one of their expressions.“You said your mate was a slut and an omega,” Kilani growled, as if she just remembered it.Oh, hell no!“That’s how you described me?” I snapped, anger blazing in my eyes, finally looking straight at him. What a mega bastard. Damn it, so much for keeping my mouth shut.“I was angry and embarrassed about the rejection. I know tha
*** Tony ***F@ck, it’s her. A few months ago I would not have thought it possible to die from anxiety and happiness simultaneously, but for the second time in less than six months I thought my heart might literally explode.She found me.My mate.For the last few months, I’d fallen asleep every night swamped with chaotic mixed feelings. Prominent among them was regret. The mental image of that goddess as she moved on the dance floor, completely content to be alone, was burned into my brain. Unlike every other woman I’ve ever come across, she wasn’t trying to capture my attention, the alpha’s attention. I knew I was decent looking. I was also the strongest in my pack. But I wasn’t naive enough to think it was those qualities women wanted me for. In my experience, it was about my money and position rather than me. No, my goddess of a mate was effortlessly appealing. And since I'd never seen her before and she hadn’t even spotted me yet, she had no idea who I was. She wasn’t here lookin
Suddenly, two strong arms whipped around my waist and yanked me off the man I was still straddling, cowgirl style . Way to layer on that guilt. I squealed a little at the shock - yes, again - all flailing limbs, until I registered the tingles of the mate bond.Kelton.Sighing, I relaxed into his arms. His presence helped to cool my firing nerves and racing thoughts.“Darling. Love, are you alright?” His breathing rapid, his eyes quickly scanned my body for nonexistent injuries.“What the hell happened?” He growled that last bit to the room at large, but to no-one in particular, giving me a glimpse of the deadly alpha of legend. I’d never seen that side of him before. Frankly, scary Kelton was just as much a turn on as sweet Kelton.It’s poor timing, but it’s not wrong that you want to tear his clothes off, Maya hummed.I ignored that.For what felt like a few long minutes, no one spoke.“Love? Darling? What the hell are you talking about. Get your fucking hands off my mate! Dad.”“I’m
*** Lara ***One moment I was laughing at Charlie’s stories, and the next, a man dashed towards me and swept me into his arms. He moved so swiftly it was almost as if he teleported. Following an embarrassing involuntary squeal, I found myself breathless, and utterly bewildered.“You came back?” His voice sounded breathless and pleased, his gray eyes sparkled. People weren’t usually glad to see me, at least not until recently. Why was he glad to see me? That alone was hella suspicious.It took a moment for the shock to subside enough to realize that this was not my perfect, amazing Kelton. The hands gripping my upper arms were not his possessive, sexy as sin, ones. My Kelton could be rough, in a way that I enjoyed, but this was not the kind of toe curling domination that my mate was an expert in. Nope. This was completely wrong. This was someone else. Not just anyone though. This was my first mate.He was also holding on to my upper arms as if I might flee. Why was he touching me? Maya
Because, what?… You can protect her.… She’s your problem now.Bodie swears this shadow monster thing, as my Lara likes to call it, has never bothered her before.“He stressed to keep her close, help her feel safe, said he’ll explain it when he gets here,” I answered.“I always knew he was hiding something where she was concerned. Never made sense why they turned on her like they did. Could never figure it out though.” Keith mused, likely thinking of the few times he, Hattie, and Charlie visited them. “What are you thinking?” Keith demands, his gaze boring into mine.Damn, he knows me too well.“I think,” I pause a second, unsure how best to word this, “it seems there might be something within her that she’s unaware of. It’s as if she possesses some dormant witchcraft abilities herself, yet I sense there’s something deeper. Otherwise, Bodie would have simply informed me over the phone—no need for such secretive measures including a personal visit here with his whole family.”Curiously