“Well,” he said, sitting on a love seat across from me, “your baby could be of use with its supernatural existence. You may feel warmth or strength coming from your womb, it will be the child helping its mother. Do you understand?”
“No,” I laughed nervously, “but go on.”
“Right now, you need to really focus past everything and feel the power that is in you. You managed to focus very well in creating an illusion shield to derail any enemy from detecting us here, so I’m very confident you can dig into this supernatural power and begin the art of harnessing it.”
“Okay, let’s do this.”
“I want you to go deep into your thoughts and feel your power.”
“All I can feel right now is my body reacting the smell of the blood I need from one of my wolves.”
“Can you push that need aside?” Edgar asked.
I focused until the idea of wolf’s blood sounded like fucking lobster all of a sudden.
“You are weakened to the point of needing their blood, I sense it.”
I bit my bottom lip in frustration. “I can try. Maybe this will help me control it.”
Edgar laughed for the first time since arriving here.
“No. That’s not how this works.” He stood, “You have a child growing rapidly in you, it needs to have the sustenance only its mother can provide. Let me get Zane.”
“Wait,” I stood with him, “Bren. Bren and I are the only ones who haven’t completed the other bond. Somehow, it worked with Nakia. Maybe it will work with Bren.”
“The bond won’t seal unless you both are ready for it. Drink the blood from Zane, and then we’ll resume your lessons.”
“I’m trying this with Bren. I want to be alone with him, he sort of seems shy about all of this, and I want to know why.”
Edgar looked at me curiously, “I’ll get the shifter.”
Logan walked into the room, the entire group but Zane and Nakia following him in. “Cole’s going to start dinner. We’re all fucking starving after today, and,” he eyed me with a smile, “you look starved, but for more than just food.”
“I am. Gonna try to work out this last bond with Bren.”
“This should be fun. What if he can’t control himself with his new alpha blood?”
“I think he’ll be fine.”
“From what I’m picking up on?” Logan’s smirk gave him away. “Something is different with Bren than the other guys in the new pack we formed.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? What the hell is my sexy vampire picking up on?”
“Dude is a virgin—”
“Don’t be an asshole, Logan.” I snapped to stop him just as Bren came around the corner.
A virgin?How though? He was sexier than fuck with his long, black hair, and his smooth yet badass features of a Native American warrior. How the hell could that guy have not had women throwing themselves at him right and left?
“Bren, will it be okay if I feed on you so I can start honing in on my magic shit?”
Bren smiled, and two dimples softened my hard warrior's face and made him irresistible.Damn dimples. My vampires had the sexy dimple shit going on too, now Bren? God in heaven, help me.
“Of course. You want it here?”
“No,” I answered.
Logan coughed out a laugh which prompted me to shoot his cocky ass an icy glare.