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Kiran tightens his grip and I watch as his light green eyes turn to an almost hunter green, and he whispers something that sounds like “Mate,” but I can’t be sure. His smile looks more genuine now as he stares at me.
As soon as I think about asking him what he said, the thought is gone. What would I even ask about?
I give my hand another tug but Kiran is still holding on tight. Jay steps in front of Kiran, cutting his friend off and getting closer to me. That seems to shock him enough to releases me.
They seem nice and honestly I kind of want to stay and get to know them more. That desire startles me enough that I get the urge to flee. I don’t trust my judgment when it comes to men. I dated a cheater and I’ve only ever been interested in douche bags.
“Well it was nice to meet you, Kiran and Jay but I better go find my friends.”
And I do just that, running off to the safety of my friends. Somehow I already know I won’t be able to stay away for long.
They both look like they want to stop me but they can’t do anything but stare after me as I run away.
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Kiran
Oh Fuck. Oh Fuck. Oh Fuck.
This is crazy.
She is my fated mate.
My mate!
It is so incredibly rare for a fae to find their destined mate. Like it’s considered a one in a million chance that you find them. It used to be so common, it was hardly a doubt but a long time ago someone messed with the magic of the mating bond and ever since less and less supernaturals find their mates. No one knows what they did to alter the magic, just that suddenly the number of fated mates started decreasing exponentially.
But I found mine, and she is perfect. As soon as I saw her I noticed how gorgeous she is, she has perfect curves in all the right places and the most dazzling smile. I could have stared at her for hours and not gotten bored. I saw her from across the room and was pointing her out to Jay.
Jay, who ditched me to talk to her first and then was trying to block me from her. I should be incredibly pissed he came between my mate and I but I think I’m in too much shock.
I turn to tell Jay what I have discovered only to find him glaring at me. Him, glaring at me, when he was the one standing between me and my mate. My one and only. The woman of my dreams. The woman made for me.
“What do you mean, ‘mate?’” He bites out. Why is he pissed? Shouldn’t he be happy for me?
“I mean that she is my mate! I need to tell the others and then I need to find her again.” Before Jay can even respond I’m pushing my way through the crowd, back to our table.
“Woah, where’s the fire brother?” My twin Jax, or Ajax, laughs as he watches me push through the last remaining people.
“I found her.”
Everyone looks at me like I’ve lost my mind.
“Found who? The unfortunate girl who you’re going to take home tonight?” Jeremy asks, mockingly.
“My mate you dumb asses, I’ve found my mate!” Just as I get it out, Jay shows up behind me. The look of shock on everyone’s face probably matches my own.
“Impossible,” I hear Nic whisper.
Jay claps a hand on my shoulder turning me to face him. He looks more serious than I have ever seen him.
“Uh, I don’t know how to say this, so I’m just going to spit it out. She’s my mate too.” Jay sounds a little uncertain but I know he wouldn’t joke about something like this. Jay has always been the fun one, cracking jokes and diffusing tension but I know this isn’t a joke to him. Mates aren’t a joke to any of us.
Supernatural women are scarce, so sharing a mate isn’t unheard of but a fated mate between races is. At least, as far as I know. Honestly, I don’t know that much about mates since they aren’t that common anymore.
The ratio in the supernatural world is completely disproportionate. There are a lot more men than women in every species. The only supernatural species that has more women than men are Hunters.
“Woah, slow down guys, are you sure?” Nic is trying to be reasonable but it just ticks me off.
