Page 89 of His Impossible Elf Mate
Jasper was nodding, tears running down his face. “I’m sorry, I’m very emotional today. The Luna speaking through me… it’s a lot.”
Mother patted his hand kindly. “I understand since I, too, feel raw, from her voice.”
“Yes! That’s it exactly.”
They shared a look of mutual understanding. It was then that I could see us as one species as we once were. No wonder the goddess had sent us here. We were the same.
“So how do we do this bite thing? Because as much as I love the pack, I don’t want Blake biting all the alphas.”
We laughed, as Kade intended.
“It must be something in the protein which stimulates a heat in an omega. Maybe it is designed to trigger the change. If we take samples from you Alpha Blake…” Aldrin began.
“Aldrin, between us all, I’m just Blake. If you need samples, I’ll give hundreds if it helps my people.”
Ívarr spoke next. “With magic, from the witches, I believe we could boost the effects of the protein into triggering the change. This could be administered in the form of a potion, I think.”
“Yes, great thinking, my friend. Michaella could help you with that if you would like.” Aldrin smiled at Ívarr.
“I wanted to discuss my relationship with Michaella, Your Majesty,” Ívarr said, addressing his queen. “I would like permission to marry her and completea soul-bond.” He looked earnestly at her, his eyes slipping over to me. “She is unlike anyone I have ever met. Michaella challenges me to be better but also gives me the… freedom to be myself. She makes me feel so loved. I just hope I do the same for her.”
“She adores you, my friend,” I could not help but say.
“Yeah, she does,” Axel agreed.
Aldrin and James just nodded while Teagan grinned.
“Oh, Ívarr, you do not require my permission, yet you have it anyway.” She sat close enough to reach for his hands, taking them in hers. “Congratulations. I just wish your mother was still with us.”
“Thank you, I wish that too.”
“A wedding!” Teagan clapped her hands with delight.
A smile played about Ívarr’s mouth, though he kept his head down, hands still clasping my mother’s.
“Two weddings. Teárlach and Axel will have to confirm their union the elven way. Not until after our princess is here,” Mother said primly.
Axel raised his eyebrows at me. “Did your mother propose to me for you?” Mother’s face colored, she slipped a hand free to cover her mouth.
“I think she did.”
Nesting
Axel
February came around so fast between celebrating the winter holidays, Hiroshi having his baby and gaining some new pack members. We now had a shiny new alliance with another pack and were connected by a portal.
Thanks to the new pack, several omegas had found their mates and betas had met potential candidates for making their transitions with.
Having allies was important, even with the attacks lessening. The trouble wasn’t over and I wasn’t naive enough to think my baby would end all our troubles. There would be pushback.
Northarbor, well, the aviary, loomed over us. They had lost much over the last few months, but weren’t ready to admit defeat, to recognize that times were changing. Alphas could no longer hold onto the old ways. They had been false to begin with.
The end of my pregnancy was approaching, and with it was a ball of anxiety which wanted to burrow under my skin.
Fears over the birth and beyond kept me from sleeping until exhaustion pulled me under. I was struggling to get anything done at work because I kept falling asleep at my desk, because I had been worrying so much.
I knew being scared was natural, especially since I had not grown up as an omega. If I had been, I might have been a tad more prepared. At least I would have had more omegas around me growing up, some sort of education, but since my transformation, I was woefully unprepared for what came next.
