Confirmation

~Sonya~

I wanted to rip her head off! How dare she sit with my mate as if she belongs there. He’s mine, and I won’t give up the benefits that come with being with him just because she doesn’t know her place. After walking around for a while, I decide to talk to my mate.

I find him in the closet, shifting through his clothes when I get to the room. He has freshly showered and smells really good. He looks indecisive, which is weird. He’s only like this when he’s trying to dress to impress, and he doesn’t know the best way to do that. “What exactly are you doing?” Devonte looks at me like a deer caught in headlights. Why he looks so guilty, I have no idea.

We stand staring at each other; the silence is starting to piss me off. I cross my arms over my chest and begin to tap my foot. “Well?!” Devonte shakes his head and goes back to examining his clothes.

“I’m going out.” I continue to stare at him, waiting for more of an explanation. “I’m having dinner with Lynn.” I drop my arms and slowly step toward Devonte. I know he didn’t just say what I think he did.

“What did you say?”

“You heard me. I said I’m having dinner with Lynn.”

“And why are you going to dinner with that bitch?!” Devonte turns toward me with a weird look on his face.

“Watch yourself. We are visitors to this pack, and you are talking about the pack’s Beta.”

“I could give a shit! Her being the Beta means nothing when you are the royal Gamma.”

“I’m not ‘the’ anything. I’m here doing a job, nothing more.” I sigh and roll my eyes.

“Why are you having dinner with her?”

“Because she requested it. It should be the time for me to end our bond. We need to meet to do this.” So, he wants to end their bond. I guess I can go with that, but I won’t let him go so easily. I stalk over to Devonte and pull at his towel, causing it to drop to the floor.

“If you’re going to go to her, you will have my scent on you so she knows where you belong.” I palm his crotch, rubbing in circular motions. I grab his member and start to pull and yank it, working on making it come alive. Devonte closes his eyes, and I smile, knowing he’s getting into it.

My hand continues to work, but there’s no result. He isn’t growing or getting hard. I look at Devonte’s face; he looks like he’s concentrating really hard. I drop to my knees and pull him into my mouth. I move him in and out of my mouth while moving my hand, stroking him in a circular motion. I continue my movements over and over, causing my jaw to ache. Nothing is happening; nothing is changing.

Devonte pulls himself away from me, and I sit back on my heels, looking up at him. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” He grabs some clothes and sighs.

“Nothing is wrong. I need to get changed.” Devonte walks past me and closes the bathroom door behind him.

~Aida~

I have no concept of time here. There is no view of the outside world, so I don’t know how long I’ve been here. It’s always dark here; no one really turns on the lights. He’s come to check on me occasionally, but I can’t bring myself to acknowledge or talk to him. I still can’t get over what he said….how sure he was that I’d accept him and become like him.

How do I go from being a werewolf to being a vampire? How do I willingly give up a piece of me, give up my wolf? My wolf isn’t arbitrary; she’s a vital part of me. Who will I become without her with me?

Why am I even thinking about that anyway? Just because he’s claimed me doesn’t make it a thing. I’m not even convinced that this isn’t one-sided. Where’s the pull if he’s my mate? Where’s my wolf to tell me that he’s my fated mate? Why would the Moon Goddess mate me to a vampire anyway? It isn’t that it doesn’t happen, but why would it happen to me?

I haven’t heard from Hazel in a while, but I’ve been feeling a stir lately. I don’t know what it is, exactly, but I’m holding out hope that it’s Hazel coming back. I really want her here with me, especially being without my sister. I miss my twin, and I’m not sure if I’ll ever see her again. Without her, I hope to at least get Hazel back.

I pick up a hissing in the dark. I sit up and focus on the space in front of me. “You are ruining things,” I say nothing and try to focus my eyes to pick out who’s in here with me. “We had a plan, and you’re ruining it.”

“What plan?”

“You were supposed to accept him, then we could leave this place. We have a limited window, and you are wasting it.” I have no idea what the hell the voice is talking about. A limited window for what, exactly?

“Well, maybe I’m not interested in your timeline.” There’s another hiss, and fear sets in. I’m not sure how safe I really am here, and I’m not keen on finding out right now.

I can hear the hissing all around the room, making it hard to determine where exactly it’s coming from. I could really use Hazel right now. If she were here, my sight would cut through this darkness, and I could ready myself for a possible attack. At this point, I think it may have been better to stay in the hospital.

I feel a cold breeze flutter across me. There’s a stench that follows; it reeks of death and decay. I’m going to guess that whoever is in this room with me has just gotten closer. That doesn’t bode well for me.

The lights suddenly pop on, and a shriek hangs in the air. “Get away from her!” I turn toward the doorway, and his scent hits me like a freight train. It smells of frankincense and an undercurrent of rose. The two mixed together make my mouth water. The man I saw before looks the same, but also looks like more. I feel a stirring in my mind and hear a faint voice: Mate. Holy Goddess, I’m mated to a vampire.