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“II was afraid.” I grimaced, clearing my throat in a poor attempt to strengthen my voice. A fool could hear how fragile my words were, how everything hinged on Nolan’s response. “I’m still afraid.”
“I find you intriguing, intoxicating, and utterly irresistible.” Nolan purred, his hand tracing lazy circles across my lower back. “I think about you so often, I moved you into my house and bedroom. And how do you feel about me, Daisy?”
“I” Those three words hovered on my tongue, sweet like honey as it awoken my tastebuds. I couldn’t bring myself to utter those words, not without knowing for sure. “Am I your mate?”
Those four words hovered in the air between us, and as the seconds ticked by, my heart cracked painfully.
Nolan’s eyes gave nothing away, not a single emotion as he weighed my words on his tongue. Even as my heart threatened to split in two, I couldn’t bring myself to regret asking the question. My patience had finally run thin, and I couldn’t stand waiting the two days until my birthday.
Nolan’s words were slow and measured, as though he spent a considerable amount of time thinking over his response. He had gone over this conversation in his head hundreds of times, waiting until I was brave enough to ask the question.
“I know how I feel about you.” Nolan murmured; his hand rough as it trailed along my cheek. “The moment I met you, I was drawn in. My parents told me many times what the mate-bond feels like, and yetthis is different.”
“Different.” The word stung my skin, like a blade against soft flesh.
“I understood more once I learned you were half-vampire.” Nolan murmured, capturing my attention with a gentle s****e of his hand. “Vampires are able to pick their own mates, yet werewolves cannot.
You are a mix of both. While I feel drawn to you, how are we to know you cannot just pick a mate as you please?”
Something inside of me ached as I understood the reason behind Nolan’s restraint. He hadn’t given that part of himself over to me in fear I wouldn’t choose him, as if anyone else stood a chance.
“You think I might be able to choose my own mate?” I asked.
The thought had never occurred to me before, but sent a jolt of panic down my spine. This was a good thing, right? Yet, I felt no relief.
If I were able to choose my own mate, that meant Nolan had a mate in the world, and she wasn’t me. I had knowingly gotten involved with another Alpha, one whose mate was possibly someone other than myself. I had promised I would never go through this again, and yet I couldn’t seem to resist Nolan.
“What if you’re wrong?” I questioned, holding his gaze as I silently pleaded with the Moon-Goddess.
“What ifwhat if you’re my mate?”
“If you’re my mate, I’d consider myself the luckiest Alpha in the world and will not hesitate to remove that Vampire’s mark from your skin.” Nolan purred, drawing me into his arms once more. His thick fingers trailed over my back, and I couldn’t hold in the jagged sigh that left my lips.
Despite the renewed anticipation I felt for my birthday, the knot encompassing my heart had finally began to unravel.
I laid awake until Nolan’s breathing grew heavy, slowing as he fell asleep. With his arms wrapped around me, and the heat from his body warming my bones, I closed my eyes and thought of Tristan.
It was harder than I expected, tapping into that sliver of myself, the part of me that longed for Tristan.
Hour after hour passed as I stared at the backs of my eyelids, until a tugging sensation formed in my gut.
Instead of fighting the intrusive feeling, I allowed myself to be pulled away. The world around me faded into black until my surroundings changed completely. This room was different from the one I had previously met Tristan in. The walls were b**e, rough as if the room itself were carved from stone. A
plush bed sat in the middle of the room, large enough for four people to sleep comfortably. A Persian rug sat across the tiled floor, golden whorls and shapes glittered on its surface. Across the room sat a gilded fireplace, the edges were etched in gold, reflecting light as the fire within blazed merrily. In front of the fireplace sat a long couch, deep maroon in color. As my eyes wandered over every feature of the room, I nearly missed the figure sitting on the couch.
I circled around the couch and faced Tristan. His blonde hair looked gold as it attracted light from the blazing fire. His hands were clasped tightly, anger burning in his gaze as he stared into the hungry flames. I watched in silence as he noticed me, the anger replaced itself with amused interest.
“Well, hello beautiful.” Tristan purred, leaning back on the couch as his eyes roamed me lazily.
I ignored the tingling of my scarlet mark and gave Tristan a hard look. I could still see the remnants of anger burning in his eyes, though he tried to conceal it with a sly grin.
“Rough night?” I asked, my eyes probing the depths of his own. Tristan hid his irritation skillfully, a look of mock offense forming on his face.
“Clearly.” He scoffed, but continued eyeing up my b**e legs. “Though, you could drastically change that.”
“Don’t count on it.” I snorted, “Does it hurt? To know one of your own betrayed you for the love of a she-
wolf.”
“Hurt?” Tristan mused; his eyebrow cocked. “It does not hurt. Is it a horrible inconvenience? Yes.
Regardless, Giovanni will be dealt with in time.”
“If you say so.” I shrugged, schooling my face into a mask of indifference. “Giovanni’s loyalty will be useful. I can’t wait to hear what he knows.”
“My dear, you believe you are the only ones who have spies?” The corners of Tristan’s lips twitched, his eyes playful and amused.
“Really?” I chuckled, shaking my head in disbelief. “I highly doubt your spies would get past Alpha
Nolan for long.”
“You think too highly of your Alpha.” Tristan chuckled, his ocean eyes burning into my own. “Though, I’ll let you find out for yourself.”
“Is Brittany one of those spies?” I mused, paying close attention to the emotion burning in his eyes.
Whether Tristan had anticipated my question or not, his eyes revealed nothing. His lips twitched into a smile, one that sent irritation flooding my veins.
“Brittany?” Tristan smirked, “The mate of your prior boyfriend?”
“You know who I’m talking about.” I rolled my eyes, his smirk widening. “Is she a spy?”
“And why should I give you anything, beautiful?” Tristan asked, “You have given me nothing in return.”
“What do you want?” I asked, my eyebrow raised as I anticipated his response.
“You.” Tristan shrugged, flashing me a predatory grin.
“Yeah, that’s not going to happen.” I shook my head.
A headache danced around my temples, and I wondered how that was possible. Tristan’s eyes trailed over my body, and yet he made no move to approach me. His eyes flickered from my own to the far wall, lingering on the clock for just a few moments. When his eyes met my own, a joyful grin formed on his face.
“I suppose it would do no harm to tell you now.” Tristan shrugged, “By the time you wake up, it will be too late.”
“Tell me what?” I asked, wondering if he could hear the affect his words had on my heart.
“Brittany is much more than meets the eye.” Tristan smirked, “She is quite the mastermind. Your Alpha suspected, and yet she remained alive. Such a shame, the consequences won’t be pleasant.”
My stomach dropped as his words settled in my mind, each word piercing my skin like shards of glass.
Scott could have avoided all of this and told me himself, but he continued playing games. I wasn’t sure what Tristan meant when he said it would be too late, but I couldn’t risk staying around any longer.
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