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“Sounds like his problem. I’ve got too many of my own to worry about that.” I focused my gaze out the window. Though I was stroking the fur on the wolf’s head like he was a big ole’ dog, I didn’t let myself consider the fact that he was the same naked hottie I’d landed on earlier.
Or the fact that wolves were insanely possessive over their fated mates.
Or the fact that I’d just found my mate, and he was awerewolf.
Or… any of it.
I had to make it back to Mist Valley before anyone realized I was gone.
And that was my only focus.
Tense silence filled the truck for most of the ride. I studied the town as we drove through what seemed to be the outskirts of it. It looked really human, but in a charming way. Not that it mattered; I was never going to be allowed to live outside of Mist Valley.
Then again, I didn’t reallywantto live outside the valley. I just wanted… options. Freedom. A way out of the shitty hand I’d been dealt in life.
Being born with weak flames and little control over them was a ticket into poverty. Even my parents hadn’t wanted me; I’d been raised in a group home with a few other weak demons. The rest of them had been like a family, but they’d treated me like shit, so I was really damn glad to have gotten away from them.
Iris and I had a good thing going before she got sick. For vampires, the mate fever started anywhere from a week to a couple of years before they met their fated mate. Sometimes, it killed them.
I had been marching every vampire I could find in front of her since she got sick—most mysts ended up mated to the same type of creature they were—but hadn’t had any luck yet.
I couldn’t afford electricity, but our apartment was over the bar I worked at, and our rent was cheap as long as I kept working there. The head demons liked to make me feel like I had a choice, sometimes.
They were full of shit.
Ididn’thave a choice.
And they barely paid me at all.
But I could afford rent for us and pay for enough Spaghetti-O’s to survive as long as I kept working, so I kept working.
In Mist Valley, that was really the only choice a person could make.
Give in to the demands of the strongest mysts, or die.
Obviously, I hadn’t chosen death.
TWO
We parkedin front of a row of townhouses. There were five of them, and they looked nice. A lot nicer than the place I lived.
“If you have homes, why are you guys camping in the middle of the work week?” I asked Nico, not getting out immediately.
He shut off his truck. “We live in the forest. The houses are to keep our wolves settled, in case we meet our mates.”
Oh.
That was…
Thoughtful?
Ish?
Thoughtfulish?
“You don’t think your mates will want to live in the forest?” I opened my door when he opened his.
“Do you want to live in the forest?” he asked.
