I fell asleep picturing and plotting the deaths of the Black Path leadership. They’d know who told her I’d reject her. If she didn’t tell me when they time came, they would. Their cries would echo in the Hackura realm.
There were going to be a lot of blood eagles in a few years. Maybe in a few decades. I wasn’t sure how long they would suffer yet but Phil had his plans. Those usually happened. I had a feeling as I looked at Melanie’s red puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks; Phil was right. It was going to be a long ass time.
Finally, the pictures stopped, and I drifted to sleep. Melanie woke with a jerk that startled me. She seemed upset, so I studied her. She was more startled than upset. What had she seen? I pulled her back in my arms.
She looked at me and clearly linked me accidentally, “I need to brush my teeth.” She still gave no indication she knew she was linking me. She jumped up and ran into the bathroom. I linked Oden, “Are you going to tell me how she’s doing that?”
Oden answered, “No.” I asked, “Will you tell me if I can link her back?” Oden replied, “Probably. You should be able to.” I smirked knowing I at least had something to test. I snapped us food and we ate in a comfortable silence.
Gage linked, “So, forever ago you approved my paperwork to go look for my mate. I decided I’m going. I’ll start in Everly McAlister’s old pack then go from there. I’m getting so many questions about you and Phil I may lose my mind. We all need to be out of here right now. Plus, you guys have your mates and mine should be with us.”
I agreed, “Go look, Gage. Pull in anyone you need and go bring our Gamma Female home.” He chuckled, “I plan to. Thanks, Alexander.” I said, “Anytime. You are my Gamma and friend. We grew up together and I know you waited to look because I didn’t have Melanie yet.” He hummed in reply.
I pulled my mate to me the second we were done eating. The need to touch her was so strong. Someone had told her I didn’t want her. That’s why she was so afraid when we met and in her emails. It’s why she declined contact with us other than our knowing her name, and email communication.
Before the rage could fill me again, I tried to get her to talk to me. She pushed the conversation off. I was disappointed, but I understood. In her shoes I’d want the same. Oden linked, “We could just tell her we know her name. She could bolt though.” I was not a fan of that.
He quickly said, “Actually, don’t do that. Freya says she would panic. We might have to chase her, and she’s fast.” He had a point considering she was ridiculously fast. Plus, if we chased her that would end with us marking her.
I asked Oden, “How do we convince her not to drink that much? She’s an adult. I’d prefer dancing as a coping mechanism. This had to be an extreme situation though. It could be her Beta blood’s way of getting over the pain of acting as an Alpha. I’m worried.”
He sighed, “I don’t know. She is seeing things she was never meant to see alone. Packs acting that way was never supposed to be her life.” That’s true. I couldn’t begin to imagine the pain she’d suffered. That was putting me down an angry path again. She knew about the seedy things going on.
Oden added, “She’s our sniper. I know you feel it too.” I argued weakly, “We don’t know that.” I didn’t know for sure, and I didn’t want to. Until she told me herself, I’d deny it. I didn’t want it to be true. Because that meant she was getting hurt a lot.
We knew our sniper was fighting in the Undergrounds. As I looked into Melanie’s beautiful eyes, I couldn’t imagine it being her. No, she wasnotOUR sniper. Maybe she was another one. Just not that one. Melanie interrupted my thoughts but her words were completely and utterly confusing
What could she have done differently? Other than not going to New York and she deserved her shot at that school. Oden growled, “Don’t you dare let her push back the meeting where we get answers. Hell to the fuck no.”
I agreed, “I know. She needs to be by our side the second we get back. Because I need to know she is safe. I’m also never hiding her or implying I’m embarrassed she’s ours. I’ll shout it to the damn world.” Hell, I needed to know she was out of safe and out of Black Path’s clutches. I needed her with me. Oden grumbled, “I can tell she wants to be in the Hackura realm.” I could too it was written all over her face.
I tried to make my case, but when she called me her Alpha my response wasn’t a choice really. I craved her as soon as she’d said it. My lips were on hers. Oden purred, “She called us her Alpha.” I felt the same way he did about that. Plenty of people had said that. She said in the most fiercely loyal and sexy way I’d ever heard. I needed to possess and claim her.
Oden growled, “MARK HER!” I replied, “That has to be her choice.” Oden argued, “Technically the holdup is us knowing her real name. WHICH WE KNOW!” I pointed out, “She doesn’t know that.” Oden grumbled, “Obnoxious human.” I teased, “Obstinate wolf.” Oden replied, “Yeah well, your obstinate wolf is right.” He probably was, but I was just trying to do what our mate wanted.
I needed to taste her, so I sat her on my face. Pictures flooded my mind of my lips on Melanie’s nipples. I linked Oden, “What the hell are we seeing? Is that just wishful thinking? Do I need to call Uncle Aiden about a new power?”
Oden snickered, “No, what we are seeing is what mate is thinking while she touches herself.” How the HELL did she show me that? I didn’t know mates could project images to each other. My wolf was silent again which meant that it wasn’t something mates could generally do.
Maybe she got something cool from my Fae side through me sharing my light. It was supposed to be one of my powers though and after we were twice light bound, but things were weird lately. I popped behind her, needing to touch her.
I put my hand under the hoodie, tracing my fingers on her skin waiting for her to tense or say something. She didn’t. I finally reached her breasts and nearly thanked Aesir she wasn’t wearing a bra. I could’ve wept.
I couldn’t see them, but she’d given me a flash in my head. I pictured them as she showed me. I’d just use her neck if I couldn’t suck on the real thing. She’d have hickeys. I could give Oden that at least. Oden snorted, “It’s slightly less than nothing.”
Melanie followed my directives and listened very well. That excited me on a deep level. Melanie was picturing things again. She was naked in her mind. I was hoping I could file it away to see if she had a scar on her stomach, but I really didn’t know how this worked.
I bit her marking spot lightly and linked her to come for me. She did. I smirked knowing I could link her too. Good to know. We lost ourselves in each other. During sex, clear as day she said in my head, “Since I was three years old. I’ve always been yours.” Oden howled happily in my head.
I was so possessive of her right now I was certain nothing could’ve gotten her out of my arms. The world could be burning around us, and I’d still be right here. We should’ve been together her entire life. When I found out, and I would, what forces kept us apart I’d find a way to make them pay.
Phil linked me, “Because you’ve never been like this with a woman and normally a growl from you means you’re fighting I find I must ask about the noises coming from your wing. Melanie is ok, right? Like you’re not raging up there about something else you discovered, are you?” I didn’t answer.
He pressed, “It that a sexy Alexander growl? You can’t blame me for asking since I’ve never heard it, and you just shook the house.” I replied, “She’s more than fine. It’s a ‘she’s mine’ sexy time growl. Go away!” Phil huffed, “Rude. Going away.”
We had sex on every possibly surface. My hands were itching, but I had no clue what that was about. I must have burned them on the carpet. Even just being in my hoodie, with images of our naked bodies together she was projecting to me, I was insatiable. We’d never leave. I couldn’t get enough of her. When we both came, I saw stars.
I asked Oden, “What was that?” Oden linked, “An orgasm. I would think you’d know that since we’ve had several.” I rolled my eyes then shredded a pillow as my teeth elongated. They literally itched to be buried in her neck.
