Book2 Chapter19
“I’m not that hurt.” Disappointment shows on my face.
“Yes, you are. One shift the wrong way, your bone slides out of place. Trust me when I say this, I plan on shifting you all kinds of ways. Your body needs to fully heal before I put it through that.” His hands are roaming around my inner thigh.
“I want to make this special for you, not just something that happens and it’s over with. You waited this long; I think it’s okay to wait until your body’s ready for it.” He pulls a loose throw blanket over the top of our legs, our upper bodies still exposed to air that has goosebumps on our skin, but it isn’t from the cold.
“I’ve been doing some research on your eyes. There are a few consistent things that keep popping up. The first thing is, if I mark you, it will stay forever until death. Your bond with Clayton will fade, just like if he died. You will not feel that bond with him anymore. Clayton will always feel it, but not as strong; it’s more of a longing instead of an intense need, the moon’s justice. You have been wronged by many wolves, Rya, and the moon has seen this and blessed you with a choice of who you can have. If I mark you now, I’m going to send
into your h
r heat. I don’t want your training to stop. I want you to learn how to fight so you aren’t afraid of any wolf or skin. You will have the skills to defend yourself against anything.” “I never had a heat, Dallas. I’msterile.” I don’t look away as a flash of disbelief crosses his face.
you
“No way, there is no way. You don’t smell moldy or sour. You smell as if you could get pregnant now. Everything seems ready for a pup. When I touch inside you, I can feel your body preparing for a future. You’re not sterile, Rya. In fact, I’ve been thinking that you are in a constant state of heat to a certain degree. It’s an anomaly, just like your eyes.”
“Everyone says that they can smell it, but I’m not sure, Dallas. I’m too old. I should have had my first heat by now. I need you to be prepared if I can’t have a pup. Would you still want me?”
“I would want you no matter what, no matter if you give me ten pups or none. I just want you, plain and simple.” Lips find mine again, showing me how much he wants me.
The phone rings again, interrupting our make–out session. Reaching over, he picks it up, handing it to me.
Looking into the screen, I stare up into his eyes, not wanting to answer it.
“It’s Clayton. He‘
been calling me, leaving messages.” Dallas’s lips form a straight line, showing his displeasure.
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The ringing stops. I can only assume he’s leaving another voice message. “How long has he been doing this?” He’s sitting up on the edge of the bed with his back facing me.
“Last night I was listening to all your messages and I found several from him.” I don’t lie; I can’t have lies between us.
“Do you want to talk to him?” His back muscles flex with the tension in his body.
“I don’t, but part of me is interested in what he has to say. Trust me when I tell you this. It’s nothing nice. He has nothing nice to say to me.” Clayton has ruined this moment for me.
“I can understand, and I think you should listen to what he has to say.” His shoulders seem as if they are suddenly burdened with a heavy load.
“I can’t mark you unless you’re one hundred percent sure you don’t want him anymore. I would be able to feel your longing for him. I would be able to feel your life’s regret.”
“He never gave me a chance. Why do you think that I should give him something that he never gave me?” I shout at him.
“Because I’m falling in love with you, Rya. I want the best for you. If that means that you need to give him a chance, then so be it. I’mthe wolf for you, but you’re the one who has to believe it.” His whole body is facing me now, sea ice blue staring back at my own
eyes.
“You can’t have the both of us. It doesn’t work that way. I need you to be honest with yourself about him. Even if it hurts me, he’s your true mate. I would never be with you if my mate were still alive. You would not be a thought in my head.” It hurts to hear those words. I know it’s not meant to be cruel; it’s to put things in perspective. He’s alive, breathing, and I’min his place. “My wolf’s mark held. It never disappeared. I’m assuming if I marked you now, it would hold, but I can’t do it until I know you’re sure about me, about us.” His fingers trace my jawline before he kisses me softly.
“I have Caleb training him. He’s getting stronger and stronger every day. He’s taking a lot of ass kicking, but I think soon he will beat Caleb. I want him to be the strongest wolf possible, so when I give him the pack, he can lead it the way it should be led. I’m training him Book 2 Chapter19
on how to lead. He just needs some guidance. He’s a good wolf. I know what he did to you was wrong, but as a leader of the pack, he is good. I think he’s learned from everything that has happened in the months I’ve spent with him.” His hands grip onto the bed sheets, scrunching the material in his hands.
Book 2 Chapter19
