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"And what is that?" I threw out, even though I definitely knew what a newly bonded mate needed.
He rolled his eyes at me. "Obviously to be fucked for as long as it takes for the bond to settle."
I knew he was right, but it didn't stop the terrible emotions running amok under my skin.
I pointed at him. "This is all your fault. Why the fuck are you here? Why the fuck did you touch her?"
I took a step towards him, fully prepared to go at him again as I was right before Daxon’s bite, but Ares just crossed his arms in front of him calmly. What the fuck did it take to get this guy riled up?
"I came back because Rune is my blood match," he announced proudly.
I froze. I’d known he believed that. But I’d refused to accept it. Forgot all about it actually.
"No. Fucking. Way."
I’d heard about blood matches. We’d learned about it growing up in school. It was a vampire's version of a soulmate. There was no fucking way that my girl was this vampire’s fucking soulmate.
"That’s not happening," I snarled.
Ares grinned and crossed his arms in front of him. "You expectme to care about your problem with that? Rune knows it’s real, and that's all that matters."
The world went white around me, and I lost my mind. That was the only thing that could explain me coming back to reality with my hands wrapped around Ares’s throat, trying to choke him to death. Something that obviously wouldn't work well since he was one of the undead.
Ares reared back and punched me in the mouth. My lip exploded and blood flicked all over his face.
I roared with rage and let go, stumbling back a few steps before running full speed at him.
We tumbled to the ground, rolling around and exchanging punches like complete buffoons. Finally, Ares pinned me under him, his elbow hooked against my neck.
He snarled at me, his incisors lengthening. "Yield," he spat.
I just glared at him. I'd lost it; Ares never would have gotten me pinned otherwise.
"Yield," he said again.
Finally, I exhaled loudly and released the tension in my body. He wasn't going to get my words, but evidently, I was lucky today, because he hopped off me with a disgusted glare and strode off into the woods.
I lay there, my chest heaving, feeling exceptionally sorry for myself.
I was the one left out. If Ares was telling the truth, he was one of her mates, and now Daxon was one… What if she didn't want to mate with me? What if they were enough?
I rolled over to my knees and promptly threw up, the idea too much for me to bear.
Rune was everything to me. Did she know that? Had I made it clear?
I’d fucked up…repeatedly. And she’d forgiven me.
But now…
I stumbled to my feet, nausea still sliding through my gut. I didn't go back to the castle. I knew Ares was right, and Rune and Daxon needed time to settle the bond. All I could do was wait…wait and hope she wanted to bond with me too.
I tracked for about a mile before I came to a clearing and saw the bear shifters that had been frothing all over Rune before we’d gotten to the castle. They stared behind me hopefully, like Rune would appear at any moment.
"She’s still at the castle," I said glumly, not even asking if I could join them before I flopped myself onto one of the logs surrounding their large fire.
"Did you find anything useful in the castle?" one of them asked. I eyed him suspiciously, thinking of the necklace Daxon had stolen from the Queen’s coffin.
"No," I lied, just in case they knew about the necklace and would try and steal it.
