One Night
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mate in the picture, we can never be. Thane keeps the would lie about sensing their fated mate. All I know is my life seems to be a constant enller månder of ments emtently and i want it of mach in handle Heating Thane admit that he has no family it heart breaking as 1 understand the
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we are drawn in each other. I pick up the pad of paper and scribble mit a note and pass it mer to him. What happened to my family?” he repeat hark to ine and 1 d in agerment. Well little wolf, my linle sister was alsforted by a shifter ring within the last seven years. She was going like an were the wat missing few months. We were never able to locate her and then one day her besly surfared in a ditch on the side of the road. Theme becise they were through with her. She was beautiful and the light of a room. So airy and carefree Confident, fon. Someone took her and benke her, and could do nothing to stop it He quickly glances down at his hands, wringing his fist ingether. We can tell this is difficult for him to discuss and in he hasn’t had the ability to deal with. Her name was Emily. She had deep brown eyes, almost black as night and a birth mark of a coincent monn bet…..” Limmediately sit up right out of shock and grab his wrist, pointing to behind my right ear. He looks out me bewildered, mouth a part, a slight audible. “Did you know her little well?” I nod my head yes in agreement and grab the pad of paper from him. I write my note and past it has
“She was with me where you found me. She was the only bind | und or made. She would always talk to me. Constantly. She didn’t care if she got in trouble or not. She would always tell me hot to give up hope. That we would get out together. She talked about her family always and her older brother the wn sure I would have an attraction to. Guest she was right,” he repeats my note back to me and looks up at me with redneck in his eyes. “That sandh like my Emily. She talked all the time. Loved everyone I am glad you two had each other. He clears his throat and turns his head, not before I notice a singular tear slide down his cheek before he bares up to wipe it away. I take the note pad to write and pass it back to him. “I am glad she didn’t suffer as long as I did. know that doesn’t change anything but have peace in that knusedge. He reads while padding his head in agreement. “Yes, little wolf, I too am glad the didn’t stay with them that long. However, knowing what you went through and knowing that she went through it herself is difficult to here. It in the reason f no longer have parents, but that is a story for a different day. He places his hand on my knee and gives it a gentle squeeze. I really should be going little well. I wanted you to know how I felt, not to guilt you or sway you in anyway. I don’t want that. If this shifter is your fated mate, then I want you to be happy, but it will have to change things between us, and I wanted you to know that. I could tell you more, ask you questions about Emily, but I dont think I can right now. I do hope you see why finding the ringleader of the traffickers is so important to me and why I need to understand the reason behind them keeping you so long. It really could help us find who is responsible, so it doesn’t happen anymore.” I nod my head in agreement, and he stands to go to the door.
“Keep that file on your potential mate. Look it over and decide if you want to meet him or not. There would normally be no reason to not, but you have extensive trauma to work through and he doesn’t know that yet. We haven’t told him we found you either. Eric thinks he could help pull your wolf out. I am not so sure. Decide and let me know Ayla. With that, he bends down and kisses me on the cheek and leaves my rooms. I grab the folder off of the coffee table and head to my bed. I change into lounge clothes and curl up against the headboard and snuggle deep into my comforter. I open the folder, and I am met with a photo of a shifter. Appears to not be an alpha. He is cute, in a buryish sense. Sandy blonde, wavy hair. Nice jaw line, muscular build. Not as much
Thune and clearly not as tall. No dimples either. Why would the lates pair me with a shifter without dimples when every time I see Thane’s I want to take a bite out of him? He does have a nice smile. I am an omega; however, I thought omegas almost always were paired with strong alphas due to our ability to take the largest knots and have the most children. That part doesn’t make sense, but maybe what I heard was wrong.
Do I want to meet a stranger that claims my scent is a match for him? I could reconnect with Aramana and be sure, but if he finds out I am a gifted white wolf, he could tell others, he could expect me to step into my seat of authority, he could shun me. He could sell me off. My thoughts are racing with just about every negative thing I could conjure up. Fated mates wouldn’t treat their significant other that way. The band wouldn’t allow it, or so I was taught when I was little. I guess that doesn’t mean it is true. He may not want me. I am damaged goods with enough mental trauma to be institutionalized for life with. I have no way of knowing if he really is my mate or what his intentions would be without meeting him. Maybe the band would form, and we would forget about the world, and he would leave with me. We could start over somewhere and he could love me, without my wolf. I also have to think about protecting her from the world. However, if we leave, there is nu Thane. If I have a mate, there is no Thane. It Thane doesn’t do relationships, and I am clearly not his mate, then there is no Ayla and Thape. Every way I look at it leads to no Thane. That realization kurts my heart. For some reason, I don’t want to leave him. Maybe its infatuation because he rescued me. Maybe everything I feel for him will leave once my bond slips in place. I don’t know, but there is only one way to find out,
I send Thane a text that I am willing to meet Kian tomorrow. If I have a mate, I owe it to him at least to decide whether or not he wants me or wants to reject me. I am not sure I could live through rejection, but maybe it would be for the betterment of Aramana. If he doesn’t want me wolf less, I could be tejected and still keep her safe. Typing to Thane that I am willing to meet another wolf shifter feels wrong. Dirty. It hurts, but we caused this problem. ourselves and we need to fair to our mates, whoever they are or where they are. Maybe fate brought me here just for Kian. I don’t know. A few minutes later there is a knock on my door, and I look through the peep hole to see Thane. Shirtless and in gray sweatpants. I open the door and slide my gaze over in abdomen, his V line and slowly back up to his eyes to be met with a smug smirk. If everything is going to change tomorrow, then I think we deserve one night.” and then he crashes his lips down unto mine.
