Everyone, myself included, was in danger now. And most of all, Mist.
Then he stirred in my arms, probably because I was freaking out on the inside and he could feel it. Just as quickly as I saw him move, I pushed my feelings down, trying to hide them from him. His eyes fluttered open and he looked up at me, a sleepy smile spreading across his face. “Hey,” he murmured.
“Hey,” I replied softly, trying to keep the turmoil I felt from showing on my face.
He stretched slowly, his body pressing against mine in a way that sent tingles through me despite my inner conflict. “Last night was...” he trailed off, a blush creeping up his cheeks. “Well, it was amazing.”
I couldn't help but smile at his bashfulness. “It was,” I agreed. And it had been - more incredible than I could haveimagined. Which only made our situation that much more painful. I didn’t want to give up what we had. The chemistry between us was palpable. I just didn’t see how I could let it go on.
Mist's brow furrowed slightly as he studied my face. “Is everything okay? You seem... I don't know, worried about something.” He reached back, touching his neck. “It’s almost like I can sense it.”
I sighed, shaking my head. Creating the bond usually came with a warning beforehand, but Mist had no idea what he was feeling.
“It’s the bond,” I said at last. “It lets you feel my emotions. Or at least that’s how it works between wolves. But for us… it feels stronger somehow.”
“I thought it was the telepathy spell again.” He paused, the realization of what I’d said sinking in. “Wait… are we mates?”
“Yeah. Officially now.”
“So that means… that you… did you know I was your mate?”
I reached up, caressing his cheek because it didn’t if I was affectionate now. The damage was done. We were bonded.
“Not until I got through the dome,” I said truthfully. “I knew I liked you and I maybe hoped that such a thing could be true. But it wasn’t until I caught your scent that I knew for sure that you were my fated mate.”
He just stared at me, his eyes sparkling in the dim greenish glow. A smile crept over his face once more. “I really like you,” he said at last. “I know you’re the only person I’ve known besides Tyr, but I do like you a lot.”
He seemed to be holding back and honestly, I was thankful for it. I was having so many emotions all at once that I wasn’t sure I could handle any proclamations of love. Not that hefelt that way about me. Or at least, I hoped he didn’t. Or did I? Fuck… my brain was such a mess.
“You okay?” he asked, sensing my feelings. “You seem… troubled.”
“I’m just…” I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. Hiding my emotions was going to be a lot harder now thanks to the bond. “It’s a lot to process all at once.” I gestured around in the darkness, taking a look at it truly for the first time. “And I have no idea where we are or how to get out or how to get home.”
“Well… maybe we should get dressed and then take a look at your mothers spellbook.”
I glanced down at the torn remnants of my clothing on the ground beside us. I seemed to vaguely recall being so horny that I ripped them off in the moment without thought.
“Uh… well, I have a blanket in my bag that we could fashion into something?” Mist offered.
“Great…” I sighed. “Lost underground in a strange world and I’m gonna have to wear a kilt the entire time.”
“I think it’ll be cute.”
His smile was infectious, and I returned it despite the turmoil in my heart and mind. Without a word, Mist peeled himself off of me, evidence of our fun the night before matted into my chest hair. That was going to be fun to wash out, eventually. He rummaged through his bag until he pulled out the blanket and draped it over me. Then, putting himself on full display, he began to slowly dress. I had a feeling he was teasing me, but it wasn’t until he caught me staring at his ass that I was sure.
“You know…” he said, slowly pulling his pants lower once more. “We could always just do a quick repeat of last night. Just to make sure we did it right, of course.”
I sat up, letting the blanket pool around my waist and rock hard cock. Reaching out, I pulled him toward me, wrappingmy arms around his hips. I gave him a few soft kisses on his left ass cheek, then a sharp bite before he yelped and skittered away from me.
“Don’t tempt me,” I growled, smiling despite myself. “I won’t be so gentle next time.”
Mist looked frightened, but blushed at the same time, the front of his pants tented as he pulled them on the rest of the way. Clearly we had a lot of sexual tension we needed to work through, but I had to conserve my energy for now. Until we could get a good meal again, I had to save what little I had left for an emergency. Wrapping the blanket around me, I pulled out my mother’s spellbook as Mist took a seat next to me.
“There was a spell in here that might help,” I said, flipping through the pages. “I saw it flash by while I was trying to get us out of the dome.”
“Couldn’t we just open another realm gate to get home?”
“That would be easier. But it’s a complicated ritual with supplies we’d have to find. Not to mention, I don’t think I have the energy to pull it off again. And the emergency spell isn’t specific enough to guarantee we make it home. It’s lucky we ended up here in the first place and not Muspelheim or Helheim.”