Page 70 of His Impossible Elf Mate
His new omega instincts took this as a rejection. I felt it from his wolf who was slowly adjusting to their new omega status. My owl wasn’t taken with the plan either. He thought this was a mistake, showing weakness to those who did not matter when it came to our bond.
On Axel’s other side, Chase stood with a grim expression on his face. Truthfully, he had fought against the plan far harder than Axel. Our bonding and Axel’s transformation into an omega meant as much to him as it did his twin, he was just more vocal with his opinion.
“Enter, boys. I want to meet this elf.” We were barely at the door when the old voice spoke.
I blushed. It was embarrassing to admit my failures. I had been remiss in my introductions to the pack. For the last year I had been on Sweetwater lands, I had only visited the omega compound a handful of times and never Janet.
“My apologies,” I said as I entered and approached the elder. “I should have visited well before now.”
“Yes, you should have. I could have saved you a lot of heartache. Well, maybe not. The Luna only tells me things when she is good and ready.”
“Has she spoken to you lately?” Axel asked warily, perching on the sofa next to me.
“Oh yes. Plenty of things. Now come sit so I can tell you. I don’t have much time left.”
“You don’t? Where are you going?” Chase looked alarmed as he took the offered seat on the sofa on the other side of Axel.
“Pour me a glass of that sweet tea, darling.” Chase grabbed the glass and jug. The liquid sloshed over the rim of the glass when she spoke next. “I’m dying. The Luna calls me home. Just a few things to do first.”
Janet said it all so cheerfully it was hard to grasp what she was saying.
“You’re dying?” Axel asked, his face pale, eyes wide.
“Well, we all are darling, but I’m going sooner than most. I’m very old you see, you might not be able to tell.” She winked one of those milky white eyes.
“You will be missed in the pack,” I said. “Everyone speaks so highly of you.”
“Of course they do!” She laughed, the sound ending with a cough. Janet took a sip of her tea and smiled. “Candace makes the best tea. I shall miss all my omegas, especially you, Axel. I am so grateful the goddess gave you your wish beforeshe took me home.”
Axel’s eyes filled with tears. “I am too.”
“Now, get rid of that silly plan for an unbonding potion. Won’t work, darling, since you and the hybrid are fated.”
“Hybrid?” I asked, stunned by the news the old shifter was imparting.
“Fated?” Axel gasped.
Janet grinned. “Oh yes, our prince is just the first to come of the elves who can shift. It’s a return to the old ways, after all. And you two, didn’t you both feel that pull as soon as you met? Axel, when your eyes met Teárlach’s, didn’t you feel that spark?”
“I did.”
“There you go! That was your latent gene telling you your match was near. Teárlach just had to love you enough to gain his other form.”
“So there’s no undoing our bond?” I had to know. To hear the words properly.
“None.” The voice that left Janet was not her own. It resonated out of a dream. There were flashes of a woman. A tree. “You are fated mates, never to be torn apart.”
My eyes met my mates’. I could hardly believe it, we were fated. Nothing, no one, could tear us apart. The relief was staggering, it nearly brought me to my knees right there and then. Unable to hold back, I turned to Axel and kissed him sweetly.
I love you, my mate.
I love you too. While I love you calling me mate, I prefer dear one. Nothing has changed for me.
Then I shall always call you my dear one.
“Be grateful you can’t see them, Janet. They’re disgustingly in love.” Chase made an exaggerated grimace.
“Oh, I can feel them darling. It’s very sweet. The goddess knew giving them a choice was a risk, but she is glad they chose love over duty and dreams. Who knows, she might reward them further down the line.”
