What's Mason going to do?!
~Aurora’s Point of View~ “He’s my fated mate, he’d never hurt me. He’s had to wait over five years for me to get my wolf, five years,” I state, as if he’ll care. Mason clenches his jaw and I stand helpless watching him go through every possible emotion at once. Anger, hurt. Rejection. ”What about us? What about the years we’ve had? Goddess Aurie I literally just had my face inside you and every day with you is the best day of my life. I’ve always imagined us together, always. Hell I dream every night about marking you and having pups. Growing old together. I’ve practically been counting the minutes. Now I’m just supposed to watch you go off with a fucking dead guy? He could accidentally even hurt you in a million ways,” he whispers, then looks away. I take a step back in order to keep myself from touching him. From clinging to his calf and begging for forgiveness. His words cut so deep that my legs are ready to give out. When my back finds the wall I struggle to support myself.
~Aurora’s Point of View~ As I walk toward Mason I can only think about that night I tried to kill myself. If I had, I wouldn’t be here right now. But my stomach sinks thinking that I never would have met him. Had three amazing years being his girl. I’m so fucked up and twisted. “How could you keep this from me,” he asks, when I’m within earshot. I look away, completely ashamed. There are no words to fix this, to repair the absolute carnage I’ve caused. “I started to tell you so many times. But you looked at me the way I always wanted a male to: with so much love. Not even lust just… admiration. You never did anything but make me feel absolutely wanted and loved. I never knew that could even be, I certainly never saw it with anyone in my family. My parents were chosen mates and they were never overly affectionate. It’s no excuse. I’m selfish and I just wanted what time with you I could get,” I say, hating myself but it’s the truth. He runs his hand over his face as a tear falls d
~Javed’s Point of View~ Just when I think years away from my sweet intended were torture, having her here still without her wolf is somehow worse. Her body is more than that now of a woman, her curves have filled out and her hair is longer and full. Her cheeks have a bit of rosiness but her eyes are still very much that of a girl. Her innocence and purity are very much still there. She even has a little pudge in her belly that my hands desperately want to caress. My kind rarely gets excited or physically turned on over other species so everything about her is quite foreign to me. But the one thing I can never, ever forget even for a second is her fragility. Her human body that I can’t be rough with, that I can’t take for granted. One wrong move and I could snap bones that won’t easily heal and will cause her great pain. But moreso, as she displayed tonight her emotional side is one I certainly don’t know how to handle. Of course she would fall in love, I’m such a fool to be naive
~Aurora’s Point of View~ I toss and turn for the couple of hours left before dawn, not believing this is my life now. Laying on a bed so soft and comfy it’s like being on a cloud. That I’ll get to live in this insanely beautiful house. And only get to be with the love of my life after dark. The entirety of how I ended up here is just so bizarre. If Brenna wasn’t such a slut we wouldn’t have bounced from place to place. When Matthew found us, she was working as a stripper and it was truly a low point. We were in a grocery store one morning after she’d been out all night, fighting over cereal when he just seemed to appear out of nowhere. He was drawn to her right away and of course she apparently only saw him as a meal ticket. A means for us to get somewhere better. But if I’d never come to the Midnight Protectors pack, none of this could have been possible. If I find Javed then I could be free to mate Mason and be a mom. But if I hadn’t met Javed I wouldn’t have fled to the other pac
~Aurora’s Point of View~ When it's minutes before dark I’m dressed and waiting, though everything in my gut feels rotten. I’m certain Matthew is going to make me stay with him, that I won’t be able to see Javed. Now that I’ve been back in our home, around him… Leaving will be impossible. As much as I’m already missing Mason, this feels right. Javed feels right. The lull in my head has subsided for now and I’m grateful. It was really driving me nuts for a while. I feel like myself again, at least for now. I get lost standing on the deck, leaning over the railing staring out into the ocean. I want to believe my wolf did in fact save me today, that’s she already guiding me in some fashion. I smell my mate before I feel his arms wrap around me, his lips kiss my cheek from behind. Leaning back into him, he secures his hold. Being in his arms is as easy as breathing, but then again it was like that with Mase too. Goddess, will I ever be able to stop comparing them? “How was your day? Ot
~Javed’s Point of View~ ~Twenty-Five Days Later~ “I suck at this! My body just doesn’t want to cooperate. I absolutely have no rhythm,” Aurora giggles, as I catch her for the tenth time tonight. Her laugh lights up my entire being, and it makes every night I had to spend away from her worth it. Though that’s easy to say now. We’re so impossibly close to having her wolf. The last week we conned the Alpha into giving her a 2am curfew and it's just been harder and harder to let her go. She insists on rolling around in my bed below ground before I take her home and it thrills me to no end. We’ve kissed ourselves into a frenzy on more than one occasion but I always stop when she’s obviously desperate for more. Before it’s impossible to turn her down. Teaching her to dance has been something I’ve longed to do, not to mention it’s an excuse to dress her up. She now has dozens of dresses and more shoes than she’ll probably ever wear. Once I learned her sizes I may have gone a bit overboa
~Aurora’s Point of View~ *I can’t wait to see what he’s got! Make him take his pants off,* Lucy shouts, distracting me. If I ever thought Mason was an impossible horn dog, I can’t even imagine what his wolf would be like. Sometimes they’re like that but I wasn’t sure mine would be. WRONG! “Javed…” I trail off, as his tongue laps between my legs. My voice is weak, barely a whimper. It’s still so bizarre to feel the coolness of his whole body, even his tongue. When we’re kissing it's nice because I’m usually a sweaty mess. But this… This is a different level. He hums a bit, and I gasp at the sensation, arching my back. My hands are on my nipples, rolling them in my fingers. I’ve never been more desperate for full, real sex than I am right now. Tomorrow can’t get here fast enough. While of course I'm going to try and jump him tonight, I know he won't go for it. People at the pack have been teasing me that I’ll be too tired after my shift to do the “deed” but that’s bullshit. The
~Javed’s Point of View~ “You really should--” “I’m not leaving you,” she whispers, curling into my chest. I don’t at all like the idea of her spending the day wasting in my dark little hole but I also selfishly don’t want her to leave. It’s still at least two hours until dawn so I quickly wiggle away from her and dash upstairs. My hands are completely full of everything I think she may need for the day when I return, though I don’t know how to sort out the bathroom situation. I got her a portable climbing ladder just in case but letting her come and go while I slumber makes me feel too vulnerable. She giggles when she sees me trying to steady all the food and water on a small corner table. I then cover her with a heavy quilt and get back in bed with her. “I’m so spoiled,” she whispers, and I can tell she’s moments from sleep. My maker is literally the only female who I’ve shared the day with since becoming vampire. It’s an enormous amount of trust to give another. Vampires si