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“Hey wolf boy! What the fuck was that stunt you pulled?” I yell up to Jay who is still standing there, staring after Aly. The fucker tripped her into me on purpose. He forced my hand and I am not happy about it.
Jay whips his head back to me, “Well since you weren’t going to touch her, like the asshole you are, I had to take matters into my own hands. We obviously need to know if she is yours too. Why wouldn’t you want to know?”
I was mad as hell at Jay but I couldn’t deny that a small part of me already misses having her around. She’s definitely a spitfire, she immediately called me out on my bullshit. Having her in my lap was one of the best and worst moments for me. Instinct says best and made it harder to let her go but dammit, I don’t want to be responsible for another person. I am not going to be her plaything. Been there, done that.
Here I am wasting my time thinking and talking about her. She’s going to invade every part of my life whether I want her to or not.
Ajax clears his throat, “so just to be clear, she is the fated mate to all of us?”
I look around as each of us nod, everyone looking just as shocked as I feel. Difference is, they’re all clearly happy about it.
“What are we going to do?” Jay looks around the group as he says it but his gaze lands on Nicholi because we all know he will take charge here.
“The first question is, did anyone feel anything supernatural about her?” Nicholi questions.
I only had her with me for a minute but I didn’t feel anything. Plus, she didn’t act as floored by meeting us as we did her. Its usually pretty obvious if someone is supernatural unless they are extremely skilled at hiding it.
Kiran surprises me by saying, “yes, but I have no idea what, and she didn’t act like she knew what the pull meant. Maybe she doesn’t know what she is?”
“I only sensed confusion from her, besides attraction. I don’t think she knows why she feels a pull. She seemed almost scared by it,” adds Jay.
Nic seems to mull that over before coming to a decision.
“We’ll take things slow, don’t overwhelm her and no one is to tell her that we are mates. We need to find out what she is and if she knows about supernaturals. We don’t want to scare her away,” Nic commands.
“I don’t think it’s smart to tell anyone from home about her either. No one has found a fated mate shared between races recently if ever. We need to find out what changed and how we are different before it’s taken out of our hands,” Jax adds.
“Agreed,” Nic responds with a stern look around the room.
They’re thinking about her safety and comfort. It’s what mates do, even I can’t deny that.
“If she is supernatural I assume she’ll talk to us about it. We aren’t hiding what we are from anyone but humans. If she doesn’t know about supernaturals then the idea of us sharing her might be a lot,” Jax throws in.
He’s right. It’s not normal for humans to have poly relationships. It happens but it’s not the norm like it is for us.
“You’re right Jax, we can’t overwhelm her by all trying to date her. I think we start as friends and see how things progress from there. As fated mates I think we will find our way to a relationship eventually,” Nic replies.
They all nod, agreeing again. I’m not planning on participating in that friendship or relationship but if my best friends are, I’m sure I’ll be around her a lot.
“How do you plan to become friends with her? You had your chance tonight but she already left,” I point out.
“I’m sure we will see her around campus. And if not I think we can make it happen. We are supernatural after all, Jay could probably sniff her out from a mile away. I’m sure he won’t forget her scent anytime soon,” Kiran says, elbowing Jay when he says it.
“Hell no, I’m never going to forget that scent and one day I’m going to be covered in it all the time,” he promises.
They all look happy and full of hope at the idea of spending more time with their mate. Its like they’ve learned nothing from my past.
I’ve been screwed over by a woman before and I won’t let it happen again. If they want to take that risk, it’s on them. I’ll be here to pick up the pieces when it all blows up in their faces. Fated mate or not, love is a curse.
Eight
Aly
I’m running late, again. It is basically the first week of classes and I do not want to have to do the awkward walk in late moment. Anna is staring at me from across the counter in our apartment and I can see the judgment in her eyes.
Anna is never late and I seem to have a penchant for always being late. I am determined to make it to class on time just as soon as my coffee finishes brewing. I can’t possibly leave without that.
“You could leave your coffee behind and actually make it to class on time ya know?” Anna says with a sickly sweet smile that is totally fake.
