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“When are you planning on heading back?” I ask, curious of the timeline I have to work with.

“Sam, Tag, and Doc will be heading back tonight, because we know that the witches will be looking for a fight and none of them are prepared for that. Alec and I will stay and help though,” Dell informs me.

“Alright let me go talk to Silas.”

Please let him be alright, with a potential war with the witches brewing I need my Alpha and best friend back. Not the shell of a man he’s become.

Chapter Six

JADE

“Let’s take a shower and go to bed, I think you’ve had enough excitement for one day,” Dar suggests and I couldn’t agree more.

It’s hard hearing that Silas is basically falling apart and it’s all my fault, but I just couldn’t be what he needed me to be. I wasn’t fit to be the Alpha mate for his pack, I’m a fucking stripper. One that has been on the run for a long time now and likely will have to run again to survive. It’s bad enough I’m planning to drag Darius with me let alone the apparent hoard of wolf mates I keep collecting like trading cards.

“Sounds amazing,” I tell him as I get myself out of bed where I’d been lying since Jace left with Scarlett earlier.

Jace is a very handsome man and he seemed like a really nice guy. Sarcastic and able to keep up with Mila without getting upset and also so sweet to Scarlett it would make your teeth hurt and your ovaries throb witnessing it. It was also refreshing to meet a wolf that didn’t scream ‘mate’ as soon as they touched me. I was actually able to relax around him a bit and just enjoy the few hours with Scarlett. I needed it since if we really did have to pack up and leave again, I didn’t know if I’d ever get to see her again. At least now I know she’ll be happy and cared for.

Stepping into the bathroom I toss Silas' shirt that I’ve been wearing into the hamper along with the sleep shorts I put under the shirt when Jace and Scarlett arrived. It was one thing walking around in just the shirt with Dar and Mila, they had both seen me naked and the shirt almost hit my knees. A complete stranger though that was a different thing altogether.

The hypocrisy of being a stripper and getting naked for a living isn’t lost on me, but there’s a big difference between doing that at work and at home. In our apartment I’m just me, no persona, and no costumes. That’s the only way I can explain it so that it makes sense. I’d also been away from the shifter community for a long time so as much as it normal for the supes I still just felt off about it. Especially after being forced to do it in the cage.

The shower is already running and Dar is inside waiting for me when I step in. The water runs down his pale skin as he stands there smirking at me. He’s so handsome and I just can’t keep myself from moving forward and plastering my body against his. Throwing my arms around him I bury my face in his chest so I can just breathe him in.

Hot water falls on us as we stand there holding one another tightly. No words need to be said at this moment as he runs his hands up and down my spine comforting me in the best way. By just being here.

I’m not sure how long we stand here but eventually I start to feel something a little bit more than comfort and from the way Dar’s cock is poking my stomach I know that he can feel the shift in the mood as well.

“Let’s get cleaned up and then go to bed,” I tell him, my voice coming out husky. His eyes light up and his smirk from earlier gets even bigger if that’s possible.

“Allow me, kitten,” he practically purrs at me, grabbing my strawberry scented soap and squirting a generous amount on his hand before rubbing them together and making suds. He doesn’t wait for an invitation as he crouches down and starts washing one foot before moving up my leg. My breath comes out in pants as he gets close to the valley between my legs, but just when he’s about to reach it he moves over to the other leg once again starting at my foot.

A sigh of frustration leaves my lips as he gently washes my other leg causing goosebumps of excitement and anticipation to cover my skin as he nears my center again, but I’m left wanting as he only places a kiss on my lower abdomen before standing again. He smirks down at me as he gently washes my stomach and chest avoiding my breasts altogether.

“Dar,” I groan, but he just chuckles before moving around to my back.

“Is there something you want, kitten?” he teases me, pushing his cock up against my ass.

“You know exactly what I want, you ass,” I tell him but it comes out husky as he rubs himself against me again.

“Ah yes, sleep, that’s what you want,” he says before stepping back and speeding through the rest of my washing and his own.

The water cuts off and suddenly I’m wrapped up in a warm towel with Darius quickly rubbing me dry. Another one of his wonderful purchases was the towel warmer. At first I thought it was a stupid waste of money but the first time I stepped out of the shower on a cold winter night and wrapped up it a nice fluffy warm towel I was sold. It was about that time I stopped fighting him every time he wanted to buy something nice for our place.

“Come on kitten, you need some more rest,” he says, taking our towels and tossing them in the hamper before grabbing my hand and leading me to our bed.

The bed is still a mess from when Dar got up and charged into the living room naked but I don’t really care about that. If I have my way we’ll be messing it up even more.

“Rest is the last thing I need right now,” I tell him as I pull him down to join me on the bed.

I know I surprised him because he lands on top of me and doesn’t even have time to brace himself. His full weight lands on me and I wrap my arms tightly around his back to keep him from moving away. Honestly, if he really wanted to get away from me he’d have no problem with his vampire strength, but he doesn’t try. He just lets me hold him for a few minutes, taking in his familiar scent, before rolling off onto the bed next to me.

Dar pulls me close against him and my body naturally relaxes into him. It’s like coming home again. There is no doubt in my mind that this man loves me and would go to the ends of the earth to find me. So what is the point of holding back from him the one thing I know that he really wants? To tie his life to mine forever. There isn’t one.

“Dar, I want us to be mates,” I tell him and I feel his body freeze under my touch to the point I don’t even think he’s breathing anymore.

“What?” he asks, his voice coming out more high pitched than normal, as if he can’t believe what I’m saying right now. It makes me feel bad that I made him unsure about us, it’s not like I never wanted to mate him I just needed to wait. But after everything that’s happened in the last week I don’t want to wait anymore. Life is shorter than you know even for a supe. Something I should have learned from Ruby.

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