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She glared at me a moment more before she cleared her throat and straightened her back.
“What is the connection between you and this burned rogue we are all to keep an eye out for?” She asked.
I sighed. I should have known it was what she came to ask me about. The pack had already talked about keeping the full truth behind the rogue attack a secret before she arrived. If reports regarding other packs encountering the same malicious attacks were to come to our attention, we would promptly intervene and extend our assistance, using all the knowledge at our disposal. Nevertheless, the probability of such incidents occurring is quite unlikely. After all, we were a new kind of pack. A combination of a full coven and pack working together. And it was clear that the witches had been the actual targets on the attack.
Now, as my mate, Madie deserved to be included as a pack member. Although I don’t hold a formal position here, considering my affiliation with the Crete Coven, I believe that Madie, my mate and a full-blooded shifter, should be given a rank and position in the pack. She deserved to understand what it was we were fighting against. She especially deserved to understand the connection between this rogue and me.
However, it is unlikely that anyone would accept those reasonings, especially considering the fact that she continues to reject me as her mate. That didn’t mean anything to me. I would tell her what she needs to know, but not without pushing a few of her buttons.
“What makes you think there is any connection?” I asked.
“I’m not exactly stupid, Brady. I noticed the moment the rogue was mentioned, you suddenly were interested in the meeting.”
A mischievous smirk played on my lips. “Who said I wasn’t already interested in the meeting?”
She scoffed and rolled her eyes at me. “We both know where your attentions were. Let’s not play games.”
“Do we now?” I leaned further back in my chair, my eyes tracing along her neck and shoulders. “And where exactly were my attentions, Tinkerbell?”
She stared at me, that soft blush brightening along her cheeks. “Don’t make me say it. You know damn well where your attention was.”
I stood up, the sound of my chair scraping against the floor echoing in the room, and leisurely walked around the table towards her. Her blue eyes widened as she saw me approach. As strong and as powerful of a wolf she was, in this moment she resembled more of a bunny in the face of a hunter. Her heart pounded in her chest, its rapid beats echoing in the silence. It matched the same pace as mine as I came closer to her.
She looked around the library as I came closer, her eyes widening more as she realized that no one else was with us. I’d been alone here for some time before she appeared here to question me. Her big baby blue eyes turned back towards me as she swallowed a lump in her slender throat.
I followed the bopping motion before my gaze moved again to the crook of her neck and shoulder where my teeth itched to be buried. Her hand brushed over the spot as I stared, as though she could feel the itch there that I felt in my canines. The itch for this bond to be accepted and tie us together once and for all as The Fates intended for us.
“I’ll give you an answer for an answer,” I whispered to her. My voice felt heavy in my throat, the weight coming through in the sound.
“What?” she asked, her voice just as heavy as mine.
“If you answer my question, I’ll answer yours.”
She stared up at me, the feel of electricity between us nearly visible to the naked eye. It took all I had not to reach out and pull her against my chest in that moment and do just as my dad had told me to do. Mark her as mine and ask for forgiveness after.
“What’s your question?” Her eyes began to move from mine, and as she stared, I felt a burning sensation along my shoulder in the exact space where she was meant to mark me.
“Why do you think I was always drawn to you as a child? Why did I always seemed to single you out over everyone else?”
She seemed taken aback by my question. Her brows knitted together, and her lips parted to answer before closing again into a frown.
I leaned in closer to her, that charge of energy zapping along my skin as my hand brushed over hers.
“Do you think that maybe, just maybe, a part of me knew you were special to me? That maybe I just didn’t know what it was about you that drew me to you even as a child with no powers and no wolf to guide me in those answers.”
She stood suddenly and put the space between us once again. “No. You don’t get to do that, Brady. You don’t get to rewrite history and make yourself out as some twisted hero. You don’t get to minimize the cruelty I endured at your hands and the hands of the other kids who surrounded you.”
I took a step closer to her as she continued to step back from me. Her back hit the bookcase behind her, and I pressed my hands on either side of her head. I could nearly taste her on my tongue, her scent wrapped around me as it blurred my senses. I leaned towards her; my head pressed against hers as I breathed her scent in deeper than I ever had before.
Slowly, I traced my thumb along her jaw and then across her lips. As I gently pressed the pad of my thumb against her plump bottom lip, I sensed a shiver run through her body in response to my touch, causing her to close her eyes and let out a contented sigh.
“I would never,” I whispered to her. “Minimize what I did to you. I wish I could take it all back. I’m simply asking you if it could be possible that I knew deep down what we were destined to be?”
She opened her eyes; her blues were now locked with mine. Like two gems sparkling in the crown of a monarch, both valued separately yet more so placed together.
“As a witch, there is always a possibility that you could sense it without a wolf,” she admitted. “But at the end of the day, you ruined any possibility of me accepting you as mine.”
She shoved me hard in my chest, the zaps of electricity sparking along my skin there.
