Page 18 of Oracle
Reject before consummation and live a life of agony in your soul.
Reject after consummation and lose your wolf when the tether to your mate snapped.
Reject after marking to establish the tether and you’d die.
All of those were clearly not something anyone would want, but it was so rare for anyone to even think about the possibility of rejecting their fated mate, that this information wasn’t widely known. It was a rare treasure to be gifted your fated mate in this world and 99.99% of the time, it was treated as such.
I was the dumb fucking 0.01%.
“Remember the deal, Kitten,” Seth practically purred like a literal kitten back to her as I crept closer to the shower alcove. “I get answers and then so do you.”
A snarl ripped through the air, making me halt in my tracks. Was that…Kira?
To my left was the shower wall and my mouth opened in shock as a dull thud sounded against it. She would never hurt Seth, of that I was sure. So, what the fuck was going on?
Losing all sense of common sense, I rushed to the opening of the shower and stared. It was somewhat dimly lit in here, but there was no hiding that Kira had a hand wrapped around Seth’s throat and cock. Her eyes flashed to me almost immediately, and a wicked smile lit up her face.
She was normally the epitome of love and light in my head, but when the dominant alpha side of her took over…it was hot as hell.
“Speak of the devil,” she cooed, motioning me over with the hand she removed from his erect cock.
“No, I, uh…” I stammered, looking back out towards where I’d come from, “I think I’m just gonna go. I heard a thud and was worried someone was injured.”
She scoffed, turning her gaze back to Seth and narrowing her eyes, “The only thing that’s injured is my clit from being brought to the peak of orgasm and then having it ripped away.”
I couldn’t help the grimace that I involuntarily gave Seth. “That’s harsh, dude.”
“Thank you!” Kira exclaimed. “Someone understands.”
Now that I was sure everything was okay here, my thoughts drifted towards the interesting fact that I wasn’t jealous at all of Kira pressed against Seth, naked and wet. When we’d initially shifted and I’d found out my mate had other mates, I was hurt. I questioned why I wasn’t good enough to be her one and only.
But now…I knew that I wasn’t good enough. I couldn’t fulfill all of her needs on my own, and that thought alone made it easy to accept the others. She deserved to be full to the brim with love and support, and if that also meant full of cocks…well, so be it.
Mate.
Seth’s mouth parted as he asked, “Your eyes…they flashed. Did you feel your wolf?”
Before I had a chance to respond, Kira growled out, “Get in the shower, Jameson. Remove your clothes first.”
It had taken all my willpower earlier to deny the pleading look in her eyes, begging me to come with them, knowing it would lead to something more. Even then, I had followed them here, so had I even truly denied her? Or was I just putting off the inevitable? Definitely that option.
Looking at the water droplets that ran across the sensual curves of her body, the roundness of her ass begging to have me behind her, sandwiched between Seth and I…I knew I was a goner. I couldn’t resist this temptation any longer.
I huffed out, “Yes, ma’am,” and enjoyed the way her eyes tracked my movements, an equal hunger in her gaze as I stripped in front of her. When I was left in my boxers, I leaned against the wall, suddenly remembering what Seth had said to her.
Crossing my arms against my chest, I quirked a brow and asked, “What was Seth wanting in exchange for the information about? Because I’d love to know what I’ll get in exchange for giving you the information myself.”
“Cockblock,” Seth muttered, making my lips part in a smile.
I’d never actually cockblock him from our mate, but it was fun to tease him. I needed to enjoy these moments more and learn to actually joke around and have fun. I’d tucked that side away inside of myself for so long, that it was so refreshing to not have those walls in place anymore.
“Come in here and find out,” Kira challenged me, the dominant fire in her eyes rising to the surface. The dominance of my wolf still pulsed through me, wanting to meet her challenge head on.
I faltered, though. Our power struggle before had been based on cruelty to her, and I didn’t want anything I said or did to trigger those shit memories between us.
Winking at her, I quipped, “Make me, beautiful.”
She wasn’t going to fold, I knew that. But I really wanted to see how she was going to play this out, so I could get a feel for how to proceed on her terms.
