Sadie’s nose scrunches, and I find it so adorable that I have to stop myself from booping it because I remember she doesn’t like it when Dante does it. "Why does that nickname seem so familiar, yet I don't remember you ever calling me that?" she asks, still not moving her gaze from my lips, like she’s picturing how they’d feel against hers.
"Ah, well… That night at the pack party, you might’ve mentioned to me that you have horrible nightmares almost every night. Then you fell asleep in my arms.” I pause, thinking back to that night and how it made me feel. “The fact that you felt safe enough in my presence to fall asleep was something I never dreamed of. I was overcome with an urge to help you in the only way I knew how.”
She gives me a confused look and my admission breaks her focus on my mouth. Her green eyes return to mine, almost taking my breath away. “How was that?”
I open my mouth to explain my secret power to her, then stop myself. I’ve never admitted this to anyone but dying has put a new perspective on my life, and I decide to say fuck it. Besides, she’s my mate. I know it in my heart.
“I have this special power when it comes to dreams,” I admit out loud for the first time in my life. “When I visited you in your dreams that night, I called you my Moon, because of your Night Weaver powers.”
“How did you discover you had this power?” she asks.
I think back to the first time I discovered dreamwalking. I had to have been about sixteen at the time and had a crush on this girl from my former pack. “Ah, it’s kind of an embarrassing story.” My face heats, and Sadie chuckles.
“Tell me anyway. I want to know everything about you.”
“Well, I had a crush on this girl at the compound and wanted to know more about her. When I went to bed that night, I immediately knew something was different. The dreamscape I was sucked into was completely disorienting and nothing like normal, but then instinct kicked in, and I figured out what was happening. I was going to use this chance to find out what she liked, but she was taken away a few weeks later, and I heard she was killed.”
“I’m so sorry, Vin,” she says, sorrow tinging her tone. There’s not even a hint of jealousy in her eyes.
“It’s all right. It was a long time ago and she wasn’t my mate,” I tell her softly. “After that, I started to use my connections with my pack to explore dreamwalking, trying to find out what all I can do… Until I realized it was unheard of for a shifter to have power, so I stopped. I hadn’t dreamwalked in years before I slipped into yours.
“What I have figured out is that I can only do it with people I have strong feelings for and connections with. Even though I haven't done it in years, I tried pushing myself to learn more about the Elders through their dreams, but since I hate them and have no relationship with them, I've never been able to get very far. I promise I've tried to help you in whatever way I can, my Luna.”
Sadie looks contemplative, like she’s trying to digest what I’m saying, and my heart starts to sink. Is she going to accept me and my strange ability?
"Are you the reason why I haven't had many nightmares lately? That was because of you?" she asks.
I nod, watching her sort through her emotions. She has one of the most expressive faces, and I fucking love it. I love knowing exactly how she’s feeling. It’s like she’s an open book. “I've visited you almost every night since then to keep the nightmares at bay.”
A huge grin breaks across her face at my admission and she throws her arms around me again. "Thank you, Vin. Seriously, those nightmares are a bitch sometimes. Sleeping beside someone usually helps, but not always."
"It was my pleasure,” I murmur. “I knew I couldn't afford to show you affection during the day for fear of the repercussions, so I felt like I needed to do something for you at night. Honestly, it's the least I could do for my mate."
She grins. "Mate, huh?"
"Er, yeah,” I admit. Saying it out loud feels right. “I never should have doubted it, but I didn't think it was possible between a shifter and a Weaver. I feel drawn to you in every way there is. As soon as you came into my orbit, I knew you were going to be trouble, and yet, my wolf and I didn't care. We wanted you. Wewantyou, Sadie Sinclair.” Finally saying all of this out loud is like a weight lifted off my chest.
Hopefully, she has a plan to get us out of here alive because there’s no way I’m giving her up now. She’s mine.
Sadie cups my cheek. "Well, that’s a good thing, Vinson Meadows, because I want you too."
Our gazes lock and our mouths inch toward each other. I glance down at her plump lips, and ask, "Can I kiss you?"
"Yes," she breathes against my lips. We are so close, it would’ve been impossible for me to pull away if she had said no, so thank fuck she said yes.
That’s the only invitation I need. I descend onto her mouth like a madman starving. She gasps and I take the opportunity to slip my tongue inside as she kisses me back just as fiercely. She tastes amazing, almost exotic, and her sweet flavor is enough to drive me wild. I’ve wanted to kiss her forever it feels like, and it’s happening. Like fate has finally led us to this moment. I never want to let her go because kissing her is like fucking nirvana. I wrap my fingers through her hair and tilt her head while I continue to kiss her senseless.
When we both need to come back up for air I pull away, but only slightly—enough that I can look into her eyes. "You are perfect, Luna. Thank you for coming to rescue me."
"I'd do anything for my mates," she responds and captures my lips again.
6
As much as I want to feel Vin’s lips against mine forever, I pull back with a sigh. “We probably shouldn’t linger here much longer. I don’t want you to bond with this place and be stuck here.”
Vin shivers. “I don’t either. I want to kiss you more when I’m alive again, my Moon, so how do we get home?”
“In order to bring you back, I need to give you a part of my soul,” I explain, watching his reaction. His eyes widen, but I don’t give him a chance to say anything. “I’m ready to do so if you are.”