Total pages in book: 203
Estimated words: 199654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 998(@200wpm)___ 799(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 199654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 998(@200wpm)___ 799(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
A loud wolf yelp pierces the air, making me jump. And I could almost swear the sound comes from my own chest. Is it the soul or spirit of that future daughter the lady on the plane spoke of, having the last word for a while?
34
JASE
When I get to my truck, the driveway is empty other than Bailey’s car. The coven is gone and the council cleared out the minute the call from the SCC witch ended, all making eye contact before they left.
Grey looked at his sister, concern etched into his face at her reaction, but with our unspoken exchange right when our eyes met, he nodded, knowing I’ve got this.
And I do. Though, fuck… I can touch her. I can touch her and have had it confirmed that I’ve got every right to do so. Yet I managed to control myself.
My phone sounds from my pocket.
Erica Savage: If you need me to prep what I made for Brody, say the word. I can have another batch whipped up in a jiffy. You did good today. We hoped you would and we’re so glad you delivered. Including Dani. Hugs.
I scoff. But also… it’s good my mate had people who had her back. Though, that’s my job now.
I knew she was mine, felt it to my bones, and getting confirmation from witches from multiple covens as well as the nod from the SCC, it has lit a new fire in me. One that’s red-hot. Magma-hot.
As for Rye’s mate’s offer to give me what she gave Brody? The rutting urge feels like it’s become an elemental part of me.
I owe it to my mate to control my cock. I’m determined to keep trying.
We’ll see if I can manage.
I reply.
Thanks. I’ll let you know.
She sends a thumbs up.
Back to Tyson’s, I go. I’m not staying at my house until Bailey comes with me. I stepped in this morning to grab some clothes and have a quick shave and decided I’m not living there until it’s my home with her.
It was rough the last few nights sleeping out of town.
But I felt fortified leaving my house with the trace of her scent still in the air and what really helped was wearing this shirt I’ve got on, because she slept in it the night we slept in my bed.
I knew we both needed a minute. Especially her. And getting to put my nose where she’ll have her mate mark, getting to touch her skin today? Pulling in that sweet apple scent? I feel fortified.
Of course the urge to devour is still part of me, but she’s fragile, which is on me. I might not have meant to hurt her like this, but it’s what I did. I have work to do. A lot of it.
But after I spoke today, stating my case, I could swear I shaved a small layer of ice away from the wall between us. Especially when I reached for her water bottle and she put her hand in mine instead. I could’ve sworn I read trust there in her eyes, the desire to let me take the lead.
Of course getting the news she had no choice but to be mated to me despite the fact that other females might get a chance to stop it from happening wasn’t going to help my cause. I’m just glad the timing worked in my favor, that I got my speech out first. Because I meant what I said. I don’t want a broken mate who doesn’t want to be with me and is broken because I’ve taken her whether she wants it or not.
I want Bailey to want me the way she did. But in a real-world way instead of a hypothetical one. A world we live in where we’ll be building a life together. Making plans. Having babies. I’m fuckin’ stoked to know we’re going to have babies. It’s a shock one of our kids will be mated to Fae. I’ve never met one, know nothing good about them, really, so it’s a concern, but I’m hoping it’ll be a son mating with a female Fae because if it’s a daughter of mine mated to a Fae male I’m going to be very un-fucking happy from what little I know of them.
And the verbiage Erica used suggests we’ll get to have more than one child. And that there are a more reasons than just offspring to be together.
I just have to work for it. Work for the privilege of claiming her in a way she’ll never regret it, in a way she’ll welcome sharing my bed, my house. Fuck, to sleep in the same bed as Bailey and be able to do whatever I want to that body?
Oh yeah.
Fuck, my cock hurts and my nuts ache. I need to run my wolf right now. That might help. And then I’ll go back to Tyson’s and make plans for tomorrow’s date.