“In case it’s his mate,” I guess in a whisper.
Nathaniel nods. I can barely imagine such devotion. It seems that no matter how scary the King is, nothing really matters to him but the mate he lost. I wonder what his mate must be like, to be a match for him, who’s so strong and scary... Would she be scary as well? What kind of she-wolf is a good mate, a good Luna?
If only I had been Nate’s fated mate... I’ve had this thought so often these days, it even scares me sometimes.
“Nate, I wanted to talk to you.”
“About what?”
His voice indicates he suspected something. After all, I came all this way, in this shitty weather, totally unannounced, and bawled to him without warning. He took care of the emotional mess I am without question, but I should explain.
“My ex is coming back.”
I feel him freeze. His whole body is tensed up, and I give him a few seconds.
“Okay… and?” he asks.
“And… I’m a fucking mess because of that.”
“How so?”
I search for words, trying to think of a way to explain things to him without getting too deep into it. Nathaniel really doesn’t need to know about all my shit, and Moon Goddess, I hope he never does.
“Is it the one you mentioned?”
I know he remembers our conversation, the one where I explained why I would never fall in love again. I slowly nod. I don’t want to move, but I would be curious to see Nate’s expression right now if he wasn’t holding me tightly.
“Why is he coming back?”
“My Alpha had banned him for 5 years. I didn’t think he would really come back. No one did. But he was spotted in the west, so there is no mistake.”
I shiver just thinking about it. The idea of confronting Diego again, whatever he’s become, is making me crazy.
“Elena, what did he do to you?”
I shake my head. I don’t want to talk about it, and he knows that. I can feel his frustration, but there is no way I’m telling Nate. Moreover, I don’t know what he would do if he did know, and that isn’t good either. I don’t want to implicate him any more than that in our pack’s problems, and mine.
But to my surprise, he doesn’t ask again. Instead, he suddenly holds me tighter and kisses my nape. It’s not just sweet this time, it’s more… sensual. I breathe in, Nate sucks and bites my skin gently, playing with it.
“I won’t let him touch you,” he suddenly whispers.
“W…What?”
“I’m serious, Elena.”
If only he wasn’t holding me so tight against him, I could see his expression, and have an idea of what he was thinking! But I can only feel his mouth, attacking my skin restlessly, his hands caressing me and holding me close against him.
“I could have him banished forever. Or kill him.”
“No!”
I suddenly free myself from his grip and struggle to turn around and face him. I grab his face, as worried as I am serious. I look straight into his blue eyes.
“Nathaniel, no. Please. Don’t you ever, ever get close to Diego.”
“So, he’s named Diego.”
I growl, annoyed. That is so not the point! I can see the anger in his eyes, burning like fire under the ice. Thank Moon Goddess I haven’t told him anything.