31 - Mates

~Jack’s Point of View~

Nox dropped Finch and Grace off at the cabin he’d rented. We then dove off the cliff and made quick work of finding a large fox and making him our second dinner. We’d gorged ourselves at the restaurant so a larger animal would have been too much, even with the flying around and all the calories burned there. We then had a quick dip in a waterfall to clean up.

*Mate. She’s going to be our mate. She saw what we are and she’s not afraid,* Nox said, nodding.

He was elated, and why shouldn’t he be?

This night was meant to push Grace over the edge in every way. So why was I nervous? Why did I feel like I had to have pause? Her hesitation has now become mine.

*Don’t you dare. She’s a grown woman, hell she’s older than us. She chose. She wants us. If you screw this up somehow…* he trailed off as we flew back.

He was right. She’s not drunk. She’s not under my trance influence. She knows what she’s doing. We’ve given her so much information about our kind but I felt