Eternally Bound to My Mates

“Don’t lament on past sorrows, but instead move forward, even in the darkest of times. Sometimes we must be bathed in darkness so our light can shine brighter, lighting the way to an unimaginable future.” -Unknown.Who am I? Why am I here? Do you ever feel like you can never catch a break? Perhaps Karma has it out for you, or you're meant for something greater? I'm seriously hoping it's the latter. ,These age-old questions haunted me repeatedly until I learned what being Bound meant. Especially since being Bound and having tons of questions seems to be a recurring theme in my life.My life started simply enough… I was a toddler being pushed in a stroller by the woman I knew as my mother. Until I felt so very cold. I remember seeing my mother looking like a wet sleeping angel, lying down on the bank of a river. In my mind, I heard her tell me to sleep, and it sounded so good to me that I curled up beside her and drifted off to sleep. Not knowing how we got there or how many hours had p

A smooth, deep voice spoke from just behind me, “You're quite right, Miss. You could be a sommelier.” I instinctively turn to the voice. My eyes lock with his. Wow! The man before me, dressed in a fine black suit, has a head full of silky hair that's blacker than a starless night. His dark tendrils frame his pale, chiseled face, with plump pink lips, to boot. His eyes are bluer than any ocean that I have seen. I wish I could see him without the mask. He's a God among men, and way out of my league. Hell, he's not even in the same sport! He says, “Pardon my manners. I am Vincent Black.”Katie and I introduced ourselves to Vincent. She asked if he was the host. He said that he was not, but he was acquainted with him. I can't help but think that Vincent knows more than he's saying, so I decide to ask what’s on my mind: “Do you know who invited me here? Some of the people I've seen around the city, but I wouldn't consider them and myself in the same social circles, much less worthy of shar

Sam squeezes my knee, “Holy shit, but you don't smell like them. You aren't one of them or a witch, because I would know.”Sam’s POVI smelled my mate at this event. When I saw her approach with Vincent, I nearly attacked him. He was flirting with my Luna! I instantly imprinted myself with Eva, and she was completely unaware. I assumed she was human until she nearly killed Vicky. My pack doesn’t kill unless it is the only way. I am going to have to train my mate, but it won’t be easy. Eva doesn’t strike me as a submissive, and if I try to use an Alpha Command, she could very well use one on me. Hers could even be stronger than mine. Eric called her Midnight Rose. I know exactly who she is because some of my pack, especially my nephew, idolize her. She is an immensely talented writer, yet she seems oblivious to the topics she writes about. How can I make her understand that most of what she has written exists?End Sam’s POVEric looks me in the eye, “Eva, please stop.”I'm mad, “Why s

am seems surprised, “But she's not a vampire or witch!”Vincent smiles, “No, she's not.”Sam looks at Eric and Vincent, “But we can all agree that she's not human.”I poke him in his chest, “Last I checked, I am very human!” He chuckles as he raises an eyebrow. He gets a sheepishly boyish look as he takes my hand, “You don't smell human. That is also why I was surprised that you didn't know what we all were. But we will help you discover yourself.”“Fine, but if I don't smell human, then what do I smell like, Alpha Wolfman?” Since vampires are real, werewolves should be, too, and Sam, now seeing him fully, has the characteristics of an alpha werewolf.He chuckles, “Nothing I've ever smelled before, and how are you certain that I am a werewolf, let alone an Alpha?”I take my hand back and run it through my hair, “Just a guess, because you don't seem like Vincent or our host.” I do feel more, however, I can't tell these guys that I would fuck them if they asked. I need to keep my stran

Their eyes go wide. I must have triggered a memory or something. They talk amongst themselves. Eric says, “Surely, not.”But Vincent adds, “However, it would make sense.”Sam responds, “Something like that would have to be forbidden and is well protected.”Eric thinks, “Maybe it's linked to one of the prophecies.” Vincent agrees with Eric.I scratch my head, “Okay, backup, since it looks like someone is trying to become the supreme ruler of the world, how can we keep humans like Katie safe?”Vincent offers, “She can stay at my place. You both can. There's plenty of room, too.”Sam suggests, “Or the pack house.”He's still trying to get me to meet his family. It's sweet, but, “Wouldn't that put your family at risk?” Eric and Vincent both agree. Sam looks dejected, and my heart feels for him. But why? I don't know these guys. Why do I feel for them? I have to ask, “How do I explain my moving to Katie?” They all just look at me. I roll my eyes. “Fine, I will think of something.” I think