Semua Bab GRAVE DESIRES: FATED MATES: Bab 21 - Bab 30

“Where are we going?” Roxie asked as they made their way passed the school, passed Oakwood and into her neighborhood of Weeping Willow.“Cemetery.”“Huh?”“The cemetery near the edge of town.”“Why?”“Because my family is buried there.”She knew that—everyone from town who’d passed on was buried there, including her dad.“Today is the anniversary of their passing,” he said to her as they entered the cemetery, “I come here every year and now I want to come here with you. I’ve never taken anyone here with me.”“Oh?”“Yep so feel special, mouse.”Roxie rolled her eyes, staring out the window at all of the headstones and mausoleums. She looked at the tree where she’d startled him just a few days before and the bench where he picked the glass out of her feet.“They this mausoleum over here,” he said, “I...hope you’re not mad that I brought you here.”Roxie smiled, “I’m not mad at all.”Walker reached behind them and pulled out some flowers, “My mom’s favorite were daffodils, so I get them

Walker drew back his head and smiled at her.Roxie wasn’t smiling.“Did I hurt you?”“I..no..I...”“It’s just a kiss, mouse. It doesn’t mean a damn thing.”He studied her face—her eyes were clouded and he couldn’t read her, but he was hoping there wasn’t regret. Walker twitched inside of her, causing Roxie to smirk.“You’re still in me.”“I know.”“Are you going for a second round?”“I was thinking about it.”Her fingers were cupping his biceps, but he wasn’t sure if she was pulling him in or pushing him away.“You feel too good,” Walker admitted. He was a hundred percent hoping this woman was the worst lay of his life and she was the best.“I have no complaints,” Roxie said, her eyes sparkling, “I’ve heard all of the stories, Walker. I guess they’re true then.”“What stories?”“How good you are in bed.”He narrowed his eyes and smiled, “I’ve been with a few people...”“A few? Are the other hundreds lying?”Walker chuckled and shook his head, leaning in and kissing her on the forehead

“Mouse... You with me?”“Hmmm?” Roxie’s eyes fluttered open and she was laying naked in the bath tub her head resting against the wall and Walker watching her every move, “Wh-what...where...how did I..?”“You doing OK? You need some of this?” He held up a flask and she knew what was in it, but she rarely partook in any blood drinking, “Roxie, hey...come back to me, darlin’,”She looked up to see him swallow some of the juice.“No..I’m good..I don’t need it..”“What the fuck did I tell you? I said do not follow me! Do you always disobey orders?“And look where it got you. I don’t take orders from you, Walker,” Roxie smirked, “How are your wounds?”“Healed...” Walker said, staring down at his bare chest, “My shirt is destroyed, but that’s fine. How did you heal me like that?”Roxie shrugged, her eyes heavy, “I don’t know. Maybe I’m a cleric.”“Well, only clerics and,-” Walker breathed in deeply and knelt beside the tub, running water over her with the a washcloth, “Clerics and mates can

“Walker, don’t get into trouble because of me,” Roxie whispered when Walker sat down next to her at the booth, “We both have enough going on.”“And you’re a part of what’s going on, mouse,” Walker told her, “Thanks for ordering.”“Yeah...” she shivered.“It’s the blood loss isn’t it?” Walker tugged out of his jacket and placed it around her, “Here.”“I am getting used to your jacket, Walker,” she said, “I just might keep it.”“Sure. Then you can think of me while you’re wearing it,” Walker smiled, “Wear it to bed—wear this and only this to bed.”He was pulling her into him now—it looked like they were embracing passionately.“What are you doing to me, Walker?”“I’ve no fucking idea...just let me do it..”He kissed her softly on the forehead, then the nose, and then down to her lips.“We can’t do this,” she whispered as she rested her forehead on his and closed her eyes, “It’s not right.”“I know..”“Here’s your order and two black coffees,” Celeste smiled, placing the donuts and drink

Roxie was quiet as they drove to Weeping Willow. She’d found her phone in the seat of Walker’s Jeep and called the coven who showed up at her house right away.“You should go,” Valentina said to Walker, “You don’t belong here.”Roxie didn’t argue as the women took her into the bathroom to clean up. She took one look at Walker who was going to protest.“Now you hear me, Wells!” Norman bellowed, “Stay the hell away from her.”“It wasn’t me! It was Victor.”“It wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for you!” Gretel said, turning back to her knitting, “Your coven owns the fucking town, but this has to stop.”“I...” Walker began and stopped himself, “You’re right.. It has to stop.”He turned to look at the hallway again where Roxie had disappeared and waited a beat to see if she'd come back.“Go,” Vincent pointed to the door.Walker didn’t make waves. It wasn’t his turf or his coven so he knew he had to leave, for Roxie's sake.Heading back out to his Jeep, he called on a few of his trusted