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My eyes went black, and my wolf tried to break free from the cage I kept it in. I pressed my eyes closed and tightened the bonds I held him with. It was too close to the moon for this nonsense. The wolf had too much control.
“A long time, then?”
“Yes.” There was pain in the word.
How had he known when I’d never seen him before? This wasn’t good. Not by any stretch of the imagination would this turn out well.
“And you’re leaving?” I asked, keeping the space between us now.
“Do you have an alternate solution?”
“No.” My voice was as rough as I felt.
Maybe I’d forget. I’d accepted I was meant to be alone. This didn’t change the facts. I knew I’d die before thirty. It was written in my destiny.
“My apologies.” He gave another half-bow, then began to back up into the denser trees.
I didn’t pursue him.
I didn’t dare know more.
If I knew more, I’d follow him. I didn’t think I’d be able to stop myself.
THREE
DOMINIC
Present day
I’d relived the memory so many times, one would think I’d be numb to it by now.
I asked myself over and over how different this would be if I’d never found him.
“How long are you staying this time, lover? Should I clear out a drawer?” His words drew me from the memory, fresh and raw.
I stood in front of him with the same sentiment. I’d never been able to stop myself.
“Maybe it’s time to stop fighting us.” Vin shoved me to a seat on his velvet sofa. I knew he preferred walls and tables, but he’d probably take anything at this point.
“Are either of us capable of fighting it?” I asked, not needing to point out that he was the first one to walk away.
“Maybe we are capable of learning new tricks.” He stood over me, taking delight in the upper hand. The pleasure rolled off him.
I fisted a hand in his shirt, the fabric straining, close to ripping. “To what end? Both of us outcast or worse? My kind would never accept you and they’d probably kill me for the betrayal, and your kind wants me dead. If we do this it means death.”He knew all this. He knew it as well as I did.
The blood war had stretched centuries.
He glanced down at his shirt as the stitching began to give. “I forgot how expensive it is to have you around.”
“How many times have we done this and you’ve forgotten?”
“Selective memory when I miss your cock, darlin’,” he replied.
“Don’t fucking call me that.” I closed my eyes, fighting every instinct in my body to mark what was mine.
“What shall I call you then? Since ‘mate’ is off limits.”
“I wish it wasn’t.” I wanted to stay. This wasn’t my choice.But we were on opposite sides of a war.
