Page 64 of Gold Sector
“From Grim Sector?”
“Yes. She was caught up in some sort of skirmish between Grim Pack and Shade Pack. Alpha Brakish saved her from being dragged off to Darkmoor Sector and brought her here. He was her guardian, and now they’re mated.”
I blinked, surprised, as I wasn’t aware the Grim Sector King allowed anyone in or out of his borders. Nor did I know a lot about the troubles between the two packs, but I knew Grim Sector and Darkmoor Sector bordered one another.
However, what enthralled me most was seeing a dragon with a wolf.
A guardian who had become a mate.
The knowledge stuck with me all night and into the next day when Oros took me to the beach again. Only this time, we didn’t stroll. Weswam.
Which left me in quite a state afterward because we didn’t wear clothes.
Not that Oros tried to touch me, though. A fact that’s really irritating me now, as it’s been five days since he made that comment about his tongue.
And Doctor Taylor’s device just finished warning me that I’m on the verge of going into heat. “It could be hours or a few days,” Doctor Taylor says as I sit up on theexamination table. “It’s usually more accurate, but suppressants can alter the results.”
I fidget with the gauzy fabric of my black dress and nod, unsure of what to say to that.
“Have you decided how you want to handle your estrus?” she asks as she sets her tablet to the side.
I bite my lower lip and shake my head.
It’s a lie.
I want to ask Oros to help me through my heat. However, I can’t seem to admit that out loud. Some foolish part of me is worried that he might hear me even though he’s not here.
Oh, he escorted me to my appointment with Doctor Taylor. But then he mentioned needing to handle some work.
It likely has something to do with Prince Riordan, as Oros hasn’t mentioned him at all since the conversation the other day. And by my calculations, he should be visiting soon.
Does my father know?I wonder now. I haven’t spoken to him since we arrived here.What would he tell me to do about my heat?I ask myself in the next second.
Which makes me almost groan out loud.
Because talking to my dad about my cycle is not something I want to do.
Besides, I already know what he would recommend—request a mate for my heat.
Does Oros want to be my mate?He says we’re courting. He’s also kissed me several times. But he hasn’t done anything else. Not since our first day together.Why?
We’ve showered together a few times, each experience ending with me feeling far too hot under his soothing hands.
Yet he didn’t take me to bed after.
Instead, he fed me, then tucked me in so he could go get some work done.
I tried to stay awake. However, the scent of him and the bed I so badly wanted to nest in always lulled me to sleep.
And the next day, we repeated our wandering, shower, and food.
One day he mixed it up with a shower followed by dinner out. But it ended the same way—with me in his bed alone.
“Taliana?” Doctor Taylor sounds concerned, suggesting I may have missed something she’s just said.
“Sorry, I was thinking,” I tell her. “What did you ask?”
“If you want a tutorial on the knotting dildos,” she replies, making me blanch.
