Realization

The sound of voices and people stomping up her stairs woke Shina from her sleep. She grumbled as she was hoping to sleep for atleast a full day before waking up. She tossed on some workout pants, the stretchy kind and a sports bra. Then slipped on a hooded jacket before stepping out of her little bedroom. "Rian do the movers have to be this loud every time they come to my studio?" She asked in an irritated voice as her agent Rian walked towards her after finishing up giving directions to the movers who were slowly walking her large painting down the stairs. 

"Sorry your majesty we didn't mean to ruin your beauty sleep." Rian said a small tilt to his lips and laughter in his words. He had been her agent from the beginning and their relationship was pretty friendly. He was also very gay and that put Shina at ease with how much time they spent around eachother. He would even find her half dead and in nothing but underclothes sometimes and have to call the ambulance because she overworked herself. Shina chucked softly before a flash of last night reminded her of the damage out front and she rushed to the door to look out. But there was no trace fo the crash, like it had never happened. She furrowed her brow and then looked at Rian who was staring at her in his own confusion. 

She decided it'd be best not to mention everything that happened last night to Rian because he would completely flip out. She plopped down on the couch in the sitting area and watched as he painting was hauled out the doors and to the truck waiting outside. She replayed the things that happened last night and remembered the feel of Vix's hand on her cheek and she reached up her skin still felt warm somehow. Rian was watching her but said nothing. He rarely questioned the way the artists he was in charge of acted unless it was dangerous or hazardous to their health. 

Rian walked off to finish up with the movers leaving Shina to sit alone on the couch. She replayed the words over and over again. She had been so tired last night that they didn't register completely but the more she thought about it the more she realized she knew exactly what those words meant. She had learned them in school. Wolf Intro 101 a class all humans had to take once they hit the age of sixteen, it was required by the government of their territory. Something about wolves finding mates at age eighteen or something. But she was sure she remembered that term. "Mate...the one tied to your soul by the goddess of the wolves, you can have no other and are not whole without eachother." Shina sited the definition outloud the words feeling heavy as she spoke them. 

It was a joke right...or maybe he had been confused because of the crash. No wait he was a wolf so maybe he wasn't confused at all and that also explains why he didn't want 911 called. They take care of their own stuff usually unless a human is actively involved in it and then they cooperate with the human authorities if needed. Shina bit her lip thoughtfuly and hadn't noticed Rian just standing there looking at her with a thoughtful expression. "Is there a reason you are talking about Mates?" He asked curiously as he sat down beside Shina.

Shina looked at him surprised "Oh...um. No reason" She waved him off and stood up heading to the stairs and taking them two at a time till she reached the top. "Okay, well I have to meet the movers at the gallery so be sure to eat I know you haven't in a while you look even paler than your norm." He shouted as he stepped outside closing the door behind him. 

Shina stood looking at a blank canvas that Rian had set up for her in case she wanted to work on something after he took her gallery piece. He was always ontop of her needs for the most part. Even when she didn't actually do as he said and it all kind of backfired. She chewed her lip thoughtfully before walking away from the canvas and looking out the windows. She was just looking off into the sky not really focused on anything her thoughts weren't even really running through her mind at this point. She was just trying to clear her mind and change her head space. 

The sound of someone knocking on the door downstairs is what snapped her out of her thoughts. Shina looked down the stairs considering if she actually wanted to go down there and open that door or not. She had a feeling she knew who it was something inside her was pulling her telling her to go down there and open the door. It was hard to ignore but she tried for a few moments. 

After a short inner battle she sighed and walked down the stairs slowly. She walked to the door and placed her hand on the doorknob. She took a deep breath and opened it with more confidence than she felt. "Yes?" She asked and her eyes snapped up into the silvery green eyes of Vix. "Vix...Ryker. Right?" She asked her voice soft and she crossed her arms but the motion pressed her breasts up as they were already squeezed into the sports bra she was wearing.

Vix took a breath and worked hard to keep his eyes on her's and not to look down at the beautiful body of his mate even as she made a motion that would most definately make her even more appealing. "Yes, and you are Shina. Or Vianna Shina?" He asked curiously because she had introduced herself as Shina but her first name was actually Vianna. Vix had been unable to sleep and instead used g****e a bit to much and found out she was a pretty popular artist which answered his charcoal questions from last night. Shina rolled her eyes and nodded "Yes, but I don't really use my first name." Vix nodded in understanding and then had to put his hands behind his back to keep from pulling her to him.

Shina looked Vix over slowly now that there was a lot more light she could see how handsome he was. He was the definition of sexy and his movements were somehow elegant even with his size. "You can come in." She finally said and walked away from the open door. Vix followed her in and closed the door behind him.