I wait until I’m inside the car to call my brother back. “What took you so fucking long?” he growls as soon as he picks up. “I’m a busy man,” I lie, but he just makes a sound. A very annoying sound. “I was asleep and then I was busy getting ready for the day… so, what’s up?” “I want to talk to you. What are you doing today?” “I’ll be spending the day with Georgie, visiting some of the fated couples that resulted from her ceremony. I might be going to Kallistar at some point… want to meet me somewhere? Not home,” I clarify. “Yeah. Let me know when you get here and we’ll see,” he says, “Love you, C.” “Love you too, J. See ya,” I hang up and look out the window. This is the longest I’ve been in one place since I moved out almost six years ago. It feels suffocating… but it’s also good to be able to see Georgie whenever I want (almost) and see Justin whenever I want, too. It’s really nice. I just want to reach a place where we can chill out and have fun without so many people being
“This is… very green,” Cain says as we’re walking to the restaurant, which happens to be in the middle of a very vast garden. “You love your nature.” “Of course I do. Breathe it in,” I say, taking a deep breath, loving how fresh and clean it feels. Cain just gives me an amused look, as if he thinks I’m being silly, “You’re a city boy now, you simply don’t get it.” “I’ve always been a city boy inside, G. I always hated being out and running around in the dirt with you. I just did it so I could maybe get in your pants one day,” he admits, making me drop my mouth open. I didn’t know that, he always seemed to enjoy whatever I enjoyed, “It took me a long time, but I finally have access to your pants. Young Me would be so proud.” “You’re lucky you’re cute, or else you’d be super creepy,” I say with a chuckle, Cain playfully pushes me. When we reach Nonna’s place, we find it pretty much empty. I say hi to Nonna herself we have a little chat and then we sit at a table outside, surroun
“Hey, you,” I say to Ash and put him on speakerphone. “I’m with Georgie.”“I know. Hi, love,” he says, unsurprised. I guess Georgie has been texting him. Georgie says hi back, “So, Cain, have you talked to Justin yet?” “Not yet, we’re on our way to see him right now. Why? What’s going on with him?” I ask, my back straightening. Something smells fishy here, maybe he got into trouble?“I don’t know, but this is the first time he hasn’t come to a physiotherapy appointment with me. It’s just a bit odd, I think he’s angrier than he seems,” he murmurs with a sigh, and I know he’s upset about it. I shake my head, annoyed with my brother. Leaving Ash alone for something so important is fucked up. “I’ll talk to him, I’ll make sure he stops acting like a jackass,” I promise. “That’s fine, but remember what I’ve told you. Don’t fight with him, you’re a cute deer,” he says and I roll my eyes while Georgie lets out an annoying little chuckle, “Love, are you spending the night with us?”“Yeah
“It’s different. I feel betrayed by a friend and… I just don’t like the idea of you two together,” he grimaces, making me roll my eyes, “But I’m on your side, always. I’ll support you in anything. You know that, right? Even if I don’t love it.” “I know,” I nod and extend a hand to him. Justin bumps it and then pulls me into a hug, “I’m going to give Mom and Dad a chance. And I want them to give us a chance too, so… you should propose a dinner. Georgie, Ash, me, you, and those two.”Justin raises his eyebrows in surprise but smiles. I’m not going to tell him that this was initially Asheron’s idea because I don’t want him to hate him even more. “Thanks, little brother.” I feel better after that talk with Justin. Once we say our goodbyes, I return to Georgie, and we continue with our scheduled activities. We’re going to visit the two new fated couples in my pack. Georgie was right; I needed to be here. People seem happy to see me.The two meetings go very well, so with high morale, I
“For fuck’s sake, Cain! I know what I’m doing!” Georgie exclaims with that exasperated voice she only uses with Cain, “Let me—“ “You don’t know shit. When’s the last time you cooked anything, Princess? Never, I’m sure,” Cain responds, in a tone he shouldn’t use with his future wife, but it’s not like he ever listens to me, “Let me do it. Move away.” “You want to do everything, it’s not fucking fair,” Georgie whines, “I want to do something for Ash.” “We can tell him you did this, happy?” Cain replies. Georgie groans, “Just lie to him, G, it’s not that hard.” “Fine,” Georgie mutters, not happy about it but I guess she really wants to impress me. However, Cain is right; I don’t think Georgie has cooked something other than… cereal or maybe a sandwich once. “Are you really going to lie to me?” I ask, suddenly walking into the kitchen, making Georgie let out a blood-curdling scream. She then looks at me with wide, panicked eyes, “Baby, I know you can’t cook.” “Maybe I learned w
"You like us so much," Georgie teases as I finally take her panties off, leaving her lovely body bare. It never gets old to look at her. "Yeah, I do," I admit, kissing her delicate shoulder, her breasts and then I get down on my knees to kiss down her soft stomach and the bridge of her legs. Cain gets behind her once he’s naked too and he holds her, so Georgie can actually open her legs without being scared of falling backwards. She hooks her left leg on my shoulder, so I can have my face full of her. She smells so sweet here, it drives me insane. "I want to be the one down there so bad," Cain whispers, delivering wet kisses on Georgie’s shoulders. I smile against her pussy, licking her and making her buck her hips against my face with need. "I just wanted a little taste," I admit, delivering one last reverent kiss in her soft pussy before getting up again, "Get your girl, Cain. I told you I wanted to see you two.”He doesn't have to be told twice. He lets his hands roam around he
"Don't come yet," I warn. He lifts his eyes to look at me as if I just betrayed him, "Hold it." "Oh, fuck you," he lets out in frustration, but he nods anyway and moves away from our mate. I carefully move aside to let her rest in bed. I look down at her once I'm sitting next to her. She looks so fucked out and sexy, I let myself have a quick jerk. "I need a break," she says, looking down at my angry-looking erection, "Make Cain come first, before pointing that thing my way." "Yeah," Cain says, still standing in front of us, "Make Cain come." "Okay. Get here," I say and lean back in bed again. He frowns in confusion and Georgie finds the energy to move to her side and rest her head on her hand so she can have a better view of us, "Here, on top of me." "You really want me to be on top?" He asks, lifting an eyebrow. "Yeah. I want you to show me what you were talking about yesterday. You said there was a lot of fun stuff to do besides fucking," I remind him. Cain's smile grows bi
"We need a bigger bathroom," I mutter when I try to scratch an itch on my leg and I realize I can't bend over that much, "Bigger kitchen, too. This house is fucking tiny for a prince, Ash.""It's not fucking tiny," he rolls his eyes, annoyed, "It’s a four bedroom house. How big is yours, huh? And did you even have a house?" "Nope, I lived in different hotels around the world. None of them had such a tiny bathroom," I continue. And I keep thinking... if we had a palace, we'd have huge bathrooms. But that's only if we get our very own pack. Everytime I think about it, I want it more and more. "Stop complaining, Cain. This is perfect," Georgie says, as if she's not nearly suffocating because we're both crowding her, "I like this house. We can live here when we get married. We don’t need a bigger place anyway, not for a while.” Asheron lifts his eyes to find mine. He doesn't like that idea. He wants to give her a palace and now I want the same thing. "We can think about that later,
"I don't like you, what are you doing in my palace? I thought I told you, your family is banned from my territory," she says that directly to me. "He showed up unannounced, babe." "I come here in peace," Cain says and takes something out of his pocket. It's a card. Nina frowns, but she can't fight her curiosity so she walks closer to grab it, "It's a 'shut the fuck up' coupon to use on my mom. You can give it to me at any point if you ever need to tell my mom to shut the fuck up. I will do it for you and I will be aggressive about it. She deserves worse for being such a bitch that day. I'll take the fallout for you." "To be honest, I'm not that scared to do it myself," Nina murmurs, but a smile starts to grow on her face, "However, this is appreciated." "Can we start over?" He asks, taking a step closer, "I am actually very, very cool. I swear." "Mhm, I’ll be the judge of that," Nina says, punching his arm like she usually does when she's play-fighting with her brothers. Cain tu
"I can't fucking believe I said that," he says, covering his face in shame, "It was extremely disrespectful, I'm truly sorry. And I guess you're right, this isn't new, I just haven't fully gotten over it. Of course I will one day, this is still new. But you're my girl, I do desire you a lot, you are very pretty in my eyes. I just can't wait for you to grow up some more." I nod with a sigh. "I'm not angry, not like last time," I assure him, Justin takes a deep breath in relief, "But I don't love to know I make you feel guilty or bad. It's good that we haven't had real sex yet, I don't want it to be a bad experience for either one of us. I want to feel wanted and loved. So, I think what we should do is... put a pause in the sexual aspect of our relationship." "What?" He gets tense and looks at me like I'm crazy, "That's not what I want." "Yeah, but it's what I want," I say, clenching a fist. It's not what I want at all, but fuck him for making me feel like wanting me is wrong, "Not
"I'm sorry you had to hear all that, I really am sorry," the King says, looking down in embarrassment, "My wife..." "Don't worry, I get it. Justin shouldn't have surprised any of us with this news, it's not something easy," I say, eyes set on my mate's. He's totally freaking out, "I think I've caused enough damage, can we just go now?" "Yes," he almost whispers and just gives one last look to his dad before grabbing a suitcase so we can leave, but he stays silent as we walk out, all the way to the car. And even when he starts driving, "I'm sorry, Nina." "You should be. This was 'that bad' and then some," I mutter, looking out the window, "About everything else you said… don't even say sorry. It's simply what you feel and I understand, let's leave it at that." "No, no, I don't want us to be at odds again," he says, his hands tightening on the steering wheel, "I want to clarify, I didn't mean I'm not attracted to your or that I don't like you, that's the opposite of the truth." "I
"Let's go," Justin wraps an arm around my waist and he leads me outside. "Wait, son, I'm sorry I haven't said anything. I was just processing and..." the King finally speaks and I try to stop and hear him out, but Justin keeps me moving. He doesn't even give his dad a look, he takes me all the way to the foyer. "Wait for me here, I'll go pick some stuff, then we're going back to Fox," he says and leaves, almost as fast as he brought me here. I sigh and look for a chair so I can get comfortable, but when a couple minutes pass and I realize Justin is probably going to take a long time, I start wandering a bit. It's so weird that this place has so many corridors and different living rooms. Like this one. It's exactly the same as the last one I entered. I don't know what specific purpose it serves but... I stand very still when I hear footsteps coming closer and then two different voices. I gasp and look around for a place to hide. I find a little closet and run to hide in there.
"Cain!" Justin roars and a couple of seconds later I feel some relief and I can breath again as the huge man gets lifted and my fated mate comes to my rescue. He grabs my arms and picks me up, "Are you okay, Nina?" "No," I complain, my whole body hurts, especially my ass and my chest. The guy crashed against me like he had a personal vendetta against me, "What the hell? Who is that hippopotamus?" "Nina," Justin sighs, still not happy with me. He moves away to let me see the guy and points at him. I know who he is as soon as I look at his face, "This is my brother, Cain." He looks like a younger, less manly version of Justin. "I'm so sorry, kid, I totally didn't see you," he says with a grimace, he's still trying to recover too. He looks at me deeply and frowns, "Since when do we hire minors, dad? Isn't child labor illegal here?" Great. Amazing. So, Cain is an asshole. I sigh and look at Justin, he looks even angrier now. I don't know how this is going to play out if my ma
During the drive to his pack, Justin tries his best to make me feel less nervous. I'm sure he can smell my stress, fear and nerves all mixed up in my scent. Thankfully, he assures me over and over everything is going to be fine and he asks me so many questions to get me rambling that I actually start to get distracted. Until we get to Kallistar and I enter the pack for the first time in all my life. I swear it's like a new filter is unlocked to my eyes. So much color, everywhere. There's even a big welcoming mural, as if a lot of people travel from Fox to Kallistar. The grass is really greener over here, the sky is bluer, the roads are so perfect and clean. This is a whole different world for me. I'm almost scared. Because I know this is basically my pack now. But I kind of like my ugly, old, messed up pack. It has character. It's full of working people who are always willing to help one another. No one thinks they're better than other people in Fox but I'm sure over here everyon
"So, that means... I have to be the one to do something about it?" I ask, swallowing in nerves. Justin lies down next to me. "Not necessarily if you don't want to. All I'm saying is... I need to relieve some pressure," he says, "I've been so stressed about the conquest and scared about my brother possibly being in danger. And you being mad at me. I was so fucking tired and stressed." Oops. I guess that's my fault. Or his, for pissing me off to begin with. "Well... if you tell me what you like, I could help you," I offer, excited again. To touch him, make him feel good. It's my right, after all. But again, Boring Justin gives me a look that says he's not that sure, "Do I really have to beg a man to let me make him come? That's not fun, Fated Mate." "No, no, it's not like that. It's not like I don't want you," he rushes to say. I squint at him. He keeps saying that but not showing me, "I just... don't feel... okay. Tell you what. If you really want to touch me, you can do it."
I wish we could do it again (and again, and again) but I have a feeling Justin will get in his own head again. He just can't accept me for some reason. This past few days I've been doing research in fated mates. It's always what I thought it should be... instant love. Instant passion. Instant love-making. Obviously, because what else is it going to be when you find the literal love of your life? People never fight it... except for him. And why? Because apparently he doesn't like the way I look. Or, he does, but then he feels guilty about it. I sigh and roll in bed. My nose catches his scent in the sheets and I moan, feeling all tingly again. I gulp and my hand moves down south to relieve the pressure, but then I gasp when I remember why I woke up so early today. I jump up and run to put on my clothes on go to work. ➿➿➿➿ Justin and his brother were successful. When I get his text in my new super fancy phone, I almost pass out with relief. He told me a few times that it wasn'
That makes her look up at me again, confused. "We're going to get the territory today. I could technically die out there," I say, even though I know the chances are slim to none. I guess I just want a little kiss. For me, but for her, too. { Nina } One little kiss. This man who has been practically ignoring me even though he invaded MY home is asking me for a little kiss? After grinding his dick against me last night? He has some nerve. "Okay," I say, because... what am I to do? I've been waiting for this opportunity the whole fucking time. I’m not the one who hates this bond. I know I shouldn’t be so easy, but I am. I want that kiss so bad. Justin licks his lips and ends the distance between us, but not too fast. He takes his time, looking into my eyes for a few seconds. "I'm really sorry I made you mad," he whispers, melting my insides, "We've only been mates a few days and I already fucked up, I can't even begin to explain how shitty I feel. I'm just trying to do t