-Roman- She looked good my little mate now dressed so casually in jeans and a shirt. I let my eyes run up and down her body, as I put my phone away, focusing all my attention on her. She carefully stepped closer, like a cat not trusting their owner. It made me smile amused. I had already showed her just how much her body liked my touch, and it was probably what made her scared to come too close to me. I still patted the empty side on the couch, telling her to come closer. She did, but she didn’t sit down. “I think we should go back?” “I think we should eat a little first,” I told her. “Here?” “No, I just wanted you close and to see if you felt better,” I told her. “Before we went down and got a little to eat.” “Well, I am just fine,” she said and glanced away. “You do look better. More color in your cheeks.” I looked her up and down again. “And you look good,” I told her. She whipped her head around, surprised by my compliment, but why wouldn’t I give her one? My mate deserve

-Roman- It could be very easy. I could see how easily I got my mate going. She liked what I did to her, and I knew she wanted more, but she wouldn’t allow herself to want it. She could come by grinding herself against me. I knew it wouldn’t take much. I didn’t believe between mates it took a lot. I certainly was ready to exploding in my pants feeling her shift her hips slowly like she had, but she had denied us both how could it could feel. Of course, I would much rather come inside her or at least on her. That would be so fucking hot seeing her covered in my cum and scent. I believed she would enjoy it too, scenting who she belonged to, as I marked her all over as mine. She just wouldn’t allow herself to want it. She called the pleasure a distraction, but a distraction from what? What might be more important to my little mate than being with me? I understood she didn’t trust lycans. I was not shocked after learning about her past that it would take time for her to let a lycan in and

-Anastasia- I was sure Roman already knew that I had had to watch my family die. He said Jackson had told him, or at least told him, a little of my past, but he had not truly confirmed this happened because I had never truly confirmed it. I had let it slip now, and it scared me, because I had not wanted to let him know this. I had not wanted anyone to know. Roman didn’t seem to want to allow me to pull away, though, and he pulled me down on the couch, getting on top of me as I grew desperate. I tried pushing him away, but he would not move. He was so much stronger than me, and I just grew more desperate and more scared. “Get off!” He shook his head. “Please…” I felt the tears sting in my eyes, and soon they rolled down the side of my face. I moved my hands to it and covered it, but Roman grabbed one of them and pushed it away before he wrapped my arm around his neck and then did the same with the other. He pushed me closer to him and made me hug myself to him. I couldn’t stop myse

-Roman- It was dark when I opened my eyes, having fallen half asleep, but when my mate let out a little groan, she woke me. I was sitting on a chair by the bed, resting my head in my hand. I lifted my head and looked at Ana, who was slowly waking up. She didn’t look very good, though. It just told me this had been a very bad episode. I reached for the glass of water and her tired eyes focused on me. “Roman?” she whispered in a hoarse voice. “Here, drink a little.” She could barely sit up, and I had to help her drink a little water before she laid down again and sighed deeply. I reached out and stroked her cheek, and she closed her eyes for a moment, just enjoying my touch. I smiled a little, still happy to see my touch could provide her a little relief, but I was still concerned. “So, what happened?” I whispered. Ana opened her eyes and focused on me before looking around. “Where am I?” “In my bedroom, of course.” “Why?” she asked, but too tired to fight and get out of bed. “

-Roman- I looked at my mate, seeing so many things going on inside of her that I was not quite sure of. I tried reading her even through the bond we had, but the bond had not had time to grow properly yet. We had been apart and only spent a night and a day together. This was all very new still, and I just felt so many confusing things from her side, I couldn’t tell apart. Even the things I saw pass over her face, I couldn’t quite read. I just waited until it seemed like she might have come to a decision. “Would… Would you really want me to move in?” she suddenly asked. I almost dropped my jaw, because I had not expected the sudden change of subject and certainly not to that. She made it sound like she actually did want to move in, but she had made it very clear she just wanted to go home. Ana had spoken of it just moments ago, and now she was talking about moving in. What had just happened inside of her? “I… yes, of course,” I told her. “Of course I would.” “You do know a lot of p