Zaden growls louder and turns on me. I back up, nervously stepping back, being driven by him all the way back to my porch. and he’s pushing open my door for me. Holding it in expectation.
“Go inside and stay there. Stop causing trouble. and stop being a pain in my ass.”
“I’m not being anything of the sort. I’m trying to move on.”
Zaden freezes. He glances back at me and glowers. “Don’t do that. either.”
“You can’t stop me from-”
“I think, Lia, that you’ve just discovered that we can do whatever the fuck we want and stop you doing whatever we don’t approve of, so how about you go inside, while I still have control of myself, and let me go and save your date before he ends up dining with the fishes.”
I gasp. “You told me to date!” I shout at him.
He closes his eyes and then suddenly snaps his arm out and grabs my t-shirt, dragging me back through my doorway until I’m almost touching him.
“Zaden!” I gasp.
“I told you to date, I’m telling you now don’t or they will end up dead.”
“But-”
“If you want to be responsible for the death of innocent people, then by all means, test my willpower, but I’m not a good man, Lia, and I have no control over them when it comes to you. Now, go inside. Stay in there. And stop causing trouble.”
My hand is on top of his. I try to pry his fingers loose, but in the end, I nervously clear my throat and glance down at his fist.
“You, uh, have to let me go.”
Zaden glances down and lets out another deep growl. I shudder and feel a tingle go through me.
He leans in closer and inhales.
I stand stiffly, and then he abruptly lets go, spins, and stalks off, leaving me panting and distressed on the porch behind him.
I watch as the car drives away. Ianto and Valen walk back with Zaden and disappear into their mansion.
Finally, it's all quiet, and I don’t know what to do with myself. My resolute plans were a distraction, and now all I can think about is the fact that they are right there. So close and so far away.
And what does it mean that they won’t let me date? Does that mean they want me? Does it mean they like me?
Or is this just a territory thing?
My confusion only grows as the night deepens. They didn’t come back. There’s been no word. I don’t know what that was, and I’m, I’m angry.
And confused.
I toss and turn in my bed until dawn. But in the moments where the sun starts to steal across the sky, the memory of Ianto’s words, Ranger’s threats, and Zaden’s strange behaviour turn into something else.
In my dreams, they touch me, their voices tell me I’m a good girl, they peel my clothes from me and kiss me where I’ve dreamed they would a thousand times before.
They tell me that I belong to them.
And only them.
They tease until, even in my sleep, I’m begging and weeping for them.
And then they sink their teeth into me.
“My omega.”