Page 36 of Cursed of Frost


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“I’d survive,” I said, choosing my words carefully, “but it’s not going to come to that.”

“I hope not. I want to show you so many things in the world and I want to be further inside your world too. I want to see our kid grow up and I want to see Salta grow into herself. I want to live long enough so the childish part of me doesn’t resent my mother’s other mates. I want all those things, but those things aren’t promised. Not to me. Not to us. Not to anyone.”

I blinked hard so that I didn’t cry. He was right. Not all of us stopped to think about that every day, but he was right.

“Oh, mate,” he cradled my face in his hands, “don’t cry. I think you’re right. I just don’t want to leave anything unsaid in case Frost tricks us in the end.”

I buried my face in the crook of his neck and breathed in his scent. Our scents had slowly morphed to smell more like each other – to smell taken and bonded. I breathed him in until everything inside of me relaxed and my wolf’s tail wagged.

“We should go for a run,” I said, leaning back. “Some fresh air will do us both some good.”

“Ummm… I don’t have running shoes and I’m pretty sure I’d need them to keep up with a wolf who has the zoomies,” Terrick laughed.

“Ummm…” I copied his speech pattern. “You have four running paws?”

“I don’t think he comes out like your wolf does.”

“Well, I think he does, because when I first met you, you were a big ol’ hound,” I smirked.

“Yeah, but then he went away. Well, sort of.”

“Alpha, you’ve knotted me twice now. That hound hasn’t gone anywhere except into his inner sanctum inside your soul.”

“Even if I could shift, everyone would screech in horror. No one wants to see a pit hound running around the village.”

“Well, screw them. A pit hound lives here now,” I crossed my arms.

“Do we live here?” he asked.

“For now, at least. Quit trying to change the subject.”

“I’m not. I think it’s an important question. We’re probably going to have a kid soon. We have to figure out where they’re going to live.”

“Do you want to live here?” I asked him.

“I think it might be nice. It’s close-ish to the coven. You have a brother and lots of cousins here. It’s remote enough that we shouldn’t see too much trouble. Mom didn’t cut me off from my father’s money. We could buy this house or a house here.”

I laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Terrick asked, furrowing his brows.

“They won’t take our money.”

“Other vampires live here,” Terrick’s expression slowly morphed to offended.

“I meant we can live here, but Bobby and Liam aren’t charging people to do that. If you can only buy your way into the group, it’s a social club, not a pack,” I explained. “And you miss out on a lot of good people who just can’t afford to buy their way into your life.”

“I hadn’t thought about it that way before,” he said.

“I know, but you have a canine now. You’ll want a pack even if they annoy you sometimes. So, let’s get you shifted. We’ll go on a run and then maybe stop in and see if Duke and Syre’s egg has hatched. Then we’ll talk to Bobby and Liam if you feel up to it. I’m not so sure I want to go back to Mage Street any more than you want to go back to your coven. I miss people, but I think I need a slow down. I think I need to be in a place where I can focus on my life, our life, and what we want to do with that. I don’t want to walk around a town full of people shooting me pitying glances because they saw her video.”

“I’d eat them,” Terrick said, smelling one hundred percent truthful.

“Well, I’d rather you wait until we’re back in bed and eat me,” I teased.

“Me too, but needs must,” he smirked.

“Okay, we can romp again, but then we’re going for a run. That big ol’ hound of yours surely needs some exercise.”

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