Semua Bab My Brother My Mate : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Dane’s PovSunlight woke me up.For one second I did not know where I was. The bed felt soft and different. The pillows smelled sweet. Everything was warm.Then I felt her.Freya was curled up against me. Her head was on my chest. One leg was over my leg. She was breathing slow and quiet. Still sleeping.I did not move. I did not want to wake her.This was not safe. Waking up with her in my arms. Feeling her warm body so close. Knowing it would be easy to pull her tighter. To kiss her awake. To do everything my wolf wanted.But I just looked at her.She looked calm. Younger. Her dark hair was all messy on the pillow. Her lips were a little open. One hand was on my tummy, holding my shirt.So beautiful.My wolf was happy. *Mate. Ours. Safe.*“Stop looking at me,” she said with closed eyes. “It is weird.”I laughed quiet. “How did you know?”“I can feel it.” She opened one eye. “Your heart is going very fast.”“That is your fault.”“How?”“You are in my arms. Looking like this.” I moved

Dane’s PovI made everything perfect.Candles all along the little path to the clearing. Soft blankets under the big old oak tree. Good food from the best place in town. Wine. Quiet music from a small speaker.It was romantic. Just for us. Like our first date should have been before the rogues came.Now I only had to get through the night without going crazy.The bond was getting stronger every day. Every touch. Every kiss. Every minute close to her made my wolf push more. Want more. The dreams did not help. I woke up hurting for her, then saw her at breakfast and had to act normal.It was very hard.But tonight was not about the bond. Tonight was about showing her she is special. That I can wait. That I can be a good boyfriend the human way.I waited at the bottom of the stairs and tried to make my heart slow.Then she came down.I could not breathe.She had on a dark red dress that fit her body just right. It stopped above her knees. Her dark hair was down and wavy. Small gold earri

Dane’s PovThe waterfall was always my quiet place.When I was young, before being Alpha got heavy, I came here to think. To be alone. To be just Dane, not Marcus’s son or the next leader.Now I came for a different reason.I walked the small path through the trees and listened for any sound. The rogue, George, Freya called him, was seen here many times. Always watching. Never coming close.He made me curious.Not in a good way at first. Seeing him hug my mate almost made me lose control. But after the anger went away, questions stayed.Why was he still here?Why did he not attack or run like normal rogues?Why did he keep coming to this one place?And most of all, what did he say to Freya that day?She told me he listened to her. Gave her good advice. Helped her feel better. A stranger being that kind is rare. A rogue doing it is almost never.The waterfall came out. Silver water fell over dark rocks into the pool. Mist was in the air and the light made it shine.I stopped at the edg

Dane’s PovI knew the second Freya shut my bedroom door that we would have the talk I did not want.She stood with her back to the door, arms crossed. Not really mad. But her shoulders were tight. Her eyes looked hurt.“When were you going to tell me?” she asked quiet.I was at the window looking at people leave the hall. Now I turned to her.“About George?”“Yes, about George.” Her voice was calm but I heard the hurt. “When were you going to say you let a rogue join the pack? My friend?”I put my hand in my hair. “I wanted it to be a surprise.”“A surprise.” She said it slow. “You wanted to surprise me by bringing someone I care about to live here forever without telling me first?”“That sounds bad.”“How else does it sound, Dane?” She walked closer. Not mad, just strong. “I sat in that hall like everyone else. I had no idea George could join.”Guilt hurt my tummy. “You are right. I should have told you first.”“Yes. You should have.” She stopped near me and looked at my face. “Why d

Freya’s PovA soft woman’s voice sang to me. It felt like a warm blanket.“Moon and stars, watch over thee, Three hearts bound, yet born free, Silver light to guide your way, Until we meet again someday.”Her hair was long and silver like water. Moonlight made it shine. When she looked at me, her gray eyes were the same as mine. They were full of love. My heart hurt from it.Two little boys played close. They were maybe three or four. Dark hair. Gray eyes. They rolled in the wet grass and laughed happy.The woman touched my face soft. I saw I was little too. A child.“My precious girl,” she said quiet. “My brave girl. Remember, you are never alone. Your brothers...”Everything broke.I woke up fast and loud. My heart beat hard. Tears ran down my face.“Freya?” Dane’s sleepy voice was worried. He pulled me to his chest right away. “What is wrong? Are you hurt?”I could not talk. The dream stayed strong. The woman’s face. Her voice. Those boys.It felt too real.“Only a bad dream,