Saint’s monologue was a bitter pill for me to swallow, but I knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that he was telling me the truth. My heart already knew what I needed. It was my brain holding me back, reminding me of the suffering I still endured from Gage’s premature death, but maybe I didn’t have to shoulder my burden alone. Silas seemed determined to prove his commitment to me, and from what I’d gathered during my discussions with the humans turned shifters yesterday, the waiting period between completing our bond was unusual. Apparently, shifters were raised to go on their instincts, so it was easy for them to accept their goddess given mates without question, and I’d turned out to be the only human stubborn enough to resist the constant tugging coming from within. Silas’s self-discipline was undeniable, and I couldn’t fathom how he was able to keep himself in check if the sensations pouring through him were anything like the ones I constantly felt when he was in close proximity
Waking up with a sense of déjà vu as my reaching hands met cold sheets, I pushed up on my arms to see Silas standing bare-chested at the door, conversing with Katya de novo to top it all off. Gradually, more details penetrated through my mental fog as blood circulated through my system, and I realized I was wearing nothing but Silas’s shirt and a pair of panties. I didn’t remember getting undressed yesterday, but a memory flickered through my mind, Saint’s lifeblood soaking through the cotton of my tank top, dousing the front of my jeans as his head gushed profusely. Abruptly, I sat up, a twinge of ache rolling down my spine as I did so, but I needed to know what had happened with the Omega. What’s more, I needed the truth of what was going on around here. I was sick of the half answers Silas insisted on in the name of safeguarding me. He couldn’t have it both ways. He claimed I was destined to be his Luna, his other half, but he also refused to share the very information that I w
I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I braced myself to stand strong, just the same. I didn’t give a damn how attracted to him I was. There wasn’t a shot in hell I was letting him convince me to forget about my vow to return for the others. Mercifully, he didn’t beat around the bush once we were alone, declaring, “I don’t want to stop you from training with Kat, or doing anything you feel you need to do. However, I will insist on accompanying you when you go after those girls. I want to help you baby, but we’ll need to come up with a strategy first.” Silas’s outright honesty took the wind right out of my sails, but I couldn’t say I was disappointed by it. I also knew he was right, though I felt chagrined at assuming the worst of him. I would need help, and I felt more comfortable with the idea of him being the one by my side than anyone else. He’d been ensuring I was safe the majority of the time I’d been out in the open beforehand anyhow, but there were a number of things we needed t
I don’t know whether we were both somehow on the same page, or he’d simply wanted to be closer to me, but Silas had snagged my hand in his once more as we set off for the training grounds, any talk about the rescue mission tabled for the time being as he led the way. A thrill of electricity shot through me, the same feeling he always evoked roaring to life within, but I found the gumption to bring up the topic on my mind, all the same. I was unable to meet his eyes, but I left my hand intertwined with his as I shyly started, “So, you’ve mentioned before that we’re supposed to be mates…” “There’s no supposed to be, baby. You’re mine as much as I’m yours. I’m just waiting for you to realize it.” His direct response was encouraging and affirmed my heart was in the right place, as battered and bleeding as it was. I was dying to tell him I had already lost the fight against my better judgment, but I wasn’t really afraid he would be the one to disrupt my equilibrium. Be that as it may,
The next few days passed in a blur as we fell into a routine like it was second nature to us. I spent the mornings with Silas, and we got to know each other better, discussing anything from trivial matters, such as our favorite colors, to life-changing decisions, such as whether we wanted children or not. It was a foregone conclusion that I liked red the best, but I wouldn’t have pegged Silas for a guy who favored blue. As luck would have it, we were on the same page about children being an extraordinary blessing, though I wasn’t ready for any little ones anytime soon. I’d never done this with Gage, never planned that far ahead into the future, and, admittedly, it felt nice to begin putting down roots de novo. More and more of our spare moments were spent with our hands roving and little talking being done as the days flew by, but I didn’t hate the way things were going. My emotions were a mess, but Saint was there to help me sort through the tangled web of my thoughts, allowing
Shit. I hadn’t wanted him to find out about the nerve damage in my leg, especially not like this. Katya had mercifully agreed to not let the cat out of the bag, so to speak, so long as I told Silas in my own time. Well, I guess now was that time, unfortunately. His reaction was what I expected it to be, and he immediately tried to put a stop to what we were only just starting, as a result. From previous conversations about the tremors of pain I continued to feel, I knew he was feeling responsible for not getting to me before Vance had had the chance to harm me, but that definitely wasn’t his fault. I hated the idea of an old injury getting in the way of us coming closer together now that my mind was certain, and I resisted his attempts to put distance between us. Unable to let the moment go, I moved to straddle his waist, but he gently urged me back, saying, “I don’t want to rush anything with you, baby. I can wait until you’re ready.” The frustration was building to near unbearab
For as close as I’d felt with Silas as we cuddled together that night, I felt similar degrees of loneliness over the several days that ensued after. Silas and I hadn’t gotten the opportunity to take time away for ourselves as our departure drew nearer. In fact, I’d hardly seen him yesterday at all, our mornings together being eaten up by our separate responsibilities, and it wasn’t uncommon for him to already be gone in the morning when I awoke. He’d been engrossed in ensuring the overall safety of our pack, and I’d been aiding a few of the females with preparing dwellings for the girls that Silas, Saint, and I would be leaving to rescue soon. I didn’t care for the separation between us, but I was aware there would be some sacrifices to go along with the proffered heaven their Moon Goddess had deemed me worthy of. Howbeit, at the present, the two healers were accompanying me back from the training grounds. The twinges from my right thigh were worse today, and I was having a diffic
The night sped by in the blink of an eye, but I relished every second I was ensconced in Silas’s arms. It hadn’t taken long for me to table my concerns about what seemed like ancient history with the magnetic male close by, and we spent the rest of the evening making up for lost time. At any rate, it was the following morning now, and my other half was already dressed and practically halfway out the door when I’d opened my eyes. He’d paused momentarily to give me a passionate kiss as I groggily sat up, and my body came alive for him once more. Groaning as I let my hands snake around his tapered waist, he lamentably ripped his head back after another drawn-out minute, swearing to do his best to finish early today so that we could replicate our actions from last night. I tried not to pout with the loss of his body heat as he eased himself out of my embrace, but that wasn’t easy to do as his next statement stole my breath with the reminder of how soon our departure truly was. “We’ll h