Rejected Mate and Following Fate

“Yeah. A bond like that may take years to grow given the dramatic rollercoaster story behind all this. He doesn’t get to just step into the daddy shoes because things are clear now. He has to earn your trust.” Carmen pauses and looks around seemingly sensing something and then shifts further away to rearrange plants along the wall units. I pause to watch her and then wave it off as nothing.

“Time will tell. I won’t reject him. I won’t stop him from making contact with me or seeing these two when they are born. I think it’s one of those things that can’t just be fixed with a meeting and put to rights overnight. I don’t even know him or anything about him.”

“Getting over what he is will be your first hurdle, and his part in the wars of the last two decades.” She throws me an empathetic smile.

“Yeah…. enough about that though. What are you doing about my brother?” I know I shouldn’t ask as she normally clams up and pretends she doesn’t care, but it’s driving me insane seeing no progress.

“Nothing. It’s all on him. I’m so tired or marching to the beat of other people’s drums. Chasing and always ending up alone. He knows where I am and if he never finds his way to me I’m not going to stop living and hold my breath. I can have a future without a mate. There’s plenty to do here and who knows, maybe I can date casually whenever I have an urge that needs fulfilled.”

It seems Carmen really is fully pulling herself back together. Giving up even when she is bonded to Jasper; putting herself first. This is more like the girl I used to see. The one who says screw it to the Fates and decides on her own path to follow. The warrior inside the girl who won’t break with what the world throws at her.

“Baby? Where you at?” Colton’s voice breaks in as he enters the room from across the other side. Eyes scanning our efforts at making this a place to dine with guests and smiles radiantly when he locks eyes on me. As usual the butterflies and goosebumps he causes me ripple all over my skin and through my soul and my day gets brighter with him just being here.

Behind him Jasper follows at a distance, still carrying that pensive frown of his and a slight snarly aura to him. I now know what carmen could feel coming. Back in the early days of imprinting I too was way mor sensitive to my waits whereabouts if he got within fifty feet of me. Thankfully that’s dulled down a little and I am no longer constantly hyper aware of his location unless sin wolf form.

since I woke up to a note on my pillow saying he was up and out to deal with some things. I missed him crazily today, but I know he wants everything perfect. Colton’s nervous too and his way of getting it out

her despite his efforts to keep looking away and it ignites a tiny splinter of hope in my heart. He’s wavering. Being here a week and seeing her form afar, sensing her, smelling her scent…he just needs a little

here.” I nod at the extra plants sat on the floor from when we were styling the dresser and nod towards Jasper’s door which leads to the same hall the library is on. She has no choice but to go that way or else it would be too obvious she’s avoiding him. She has her

towards him without looking his way at all. I know it’s all bravado and I inwardly applaud her ability to

sigh inwardly and wriggle enough in Colton’s embrace to hint at him to move slightly so I can watch her walk out. Eyes glues to the sexy sway of her walk and smile gleefully as my brother’s eyes latch onto her in that intense focus gaze

eyes lock on her face despite himself as she walks towards him and goes to

an unexpected manner. She almost drops the plants and stumbles slightly before catching

hand but he smoothly takes it from her with his free

down. He has no idea how much of a

a step back, so he doesn’t have to lean to look at her. Keeping level with her and I relax, knowing Jasper isn’t going to back down anymore. I can see it all over him. He’s made up his mind and he’s willing to try and figure this out with her. Carmen glares at him with passionate hatred and tugs her arm once more, this time a frown of scorn and warning him with amber eyes that she’s not in the mood and

other hand with precise efficiency. Quick and slick, like a pro as he removes her only weapon. Dumping it on the same table before spinning her around so the arm in

tackle and Colton shakes his head at me and rolls his eyes. Something tells me this isn’t all that much of a shock to

casual and sexier version of the vampire styling he came home with. His hair is gelled up in a spikier fashion and his whole aura seems a little predatory. That’s a Lychan who is overcome with desire for his mate and willing to bow down to have her. I guess the imprint is slowly eating away at him and finally the lust urge is killing that stubborn wall he built

doesn’t relent and release her. Instead, he spins her back towards him, bends down and flips her over his right shoulder the