Page 36 of Rising Luna
I wrapped it tighter around me. "I might need to keep it."
Silas growled. "The fuck you do. I'll just buy you one and have it shipped here overnight."
I looked at him with widened eyes. "I'm joking, Silas!"
He looked at me with a serious face. "I'm not."
I need out of this room before I spent the rest of the day fucking this guy. Since when did I feel this way? I know there were moments where I wondered if I had been too hard on Silas, and I thought that's how I would remain until he gave me his apology letter. Maybe not even then. I thought about leaving his ass here to sulk for a full semester before I accepted his bond.
Yet here I was, wanting to spend an entire day closed off from the world with him.
The way he took care of me and expected nothing in return showed me he wasn't as self-absorbed as I thought. He was acutely aware of his mate’s defenseless state. The moments before the heat came on were blurry, and some of it during was too outside of how he could make me lose my damn mind. I remembered him attempting to leave the room to find my mates because we weren’t yet bonded. He could have marked me while I was caught up in my heat, but he chose not to take advantage of that.
Because he's a better man than I gave him credit for.
How could I let him suffer now that I knew he would put me first? That he would go to the ends of the earth to ensure I wasokay? He took care of me afterward and still expected me to walk out the door without thanking him, even telling me he'd buy me something I wanted just because I wanted it. That was the guy I thought I'd have when we first met.
I spent my life hoping to never find my mates because of the games I've seen males play with females. Most thinking females were lesser, and men were the only ones who could lead a pack. My father wasn't one of them, but few males were like my father. Jackson stole my heart from making me laugh and telling me he'd take things as fast or slow as I wanted. Jackson understood my hesitancy about being bonded but has yet to make me regret it. He immediately kept me at his side, but gave me the room to grow.
Same with Hunter.
That man could have thrown me over his shoulder and have me locked in a cage from how powerful he was. I thought when I first met him and learned he was my mate, I'd have to battle for the chance to live my life how I wanted. I was wrong. So wrong. Just like Jackson, he followed my lead. How I got so lucky with two mates who were like that, I didn't know.
Now Silas, falling in line like the other two? It took time, but Silas has shown he wouldn't be that same guy I met all those weeks ago.
"Silas, did you mean it when you said I could go back to hating you when the heat was over?"
I saw his smile falter, and it killed me to see it. My wolf whimpered at causing that to happen, and I had to agree. As much as I wanted to hate Silas, I didn't. Even with the bond being severed, I still could feel it wanting to be complete. Part of me wanted it to be complete because having him near me without it being complete was causing me to be pulled too many ways.
He swallowed and looked at the ground for a few seconds before looking back at me. "If you need more time away from me, I get it. I still need to write that letter to you. I'm trying to make this right, though, Dylan. I meant it when I said I'd fight for my chance with you."
I leaned my head back and sighed. Should I allow him to be around us more? Jackson and Hunter needed to get used to the idea of Silas joining us. Jackson seemed to be more on board than Hunter, though.
"If you still hate me, it's fine. We haven't talked through everything yet, and we can work on ironing out those things," he continued.
I shook my head. "Talking things out will just make me pissed again. Talking means nothing, Silas. Actions do. So far, you've shown me you will work on this. My wolf is going crazy at the idea of walking out that door without you, especially after what just went down between us."
He winked, and my heart fluttered. I wanted to smack myself for being so easy to flirt with. "Jokes aside, even if that's my only time with you, it was worth it. I fucked up, Dylan. Because of that, you don't trust me. I wouldn't either if the tables were turned."
I laughed. "The tables are reversed, Sy. I rejected you and made you go through this school just like you did to me."
He nodded with a smile. "I know. It makes me kind of happy to have a mate that will dish it right back at me. You could have just accepted me and moved on. I wouldn't have learned anything from that experience, though."
"Which is exactly why I rejected you."
"I know," he grinned.
That fucking grin. There were dimples in his smile, making it that much harder to ignore. He's never smiled like this before in front of me, so I never saw the dimples.
Dimples are fucking sexy.
And I'm hating the Great Moon for giving me a damn mate with them.
They are a weakness, and I damn near threw myself at him because of those dimples. It didn't help that he was still in just a towel. I had to look away before I did something I didn't want to do. I needed to meet up with my mates and go over what the new mission was we needed to be on. Lupe had to wait, because I needed the bastard brought to justice who was making Arabella uncomfortable.
"Get your fucking clothes on. If you don't, I won't get anything done. I got shit to do and places to be."
He chuckled as I turned my back to him. I couldn't watch him remove the damn towel. Instead, I reached out to my mates.
