The mysterious mate

Bonding

*Spoiler warning**The characters are going to talk about the movie "Enemy" 2013 neo-noir surrealist psychological thriller film directed by Denis Villeneuve. They talk about theories in the movies in order to bond. I will spoil the movie. I am sorry in advance.** I will put " * " in the beginning of their conversation for the ones who doesn't want to be spoil and one at the end.

They left at dawn. Ethan asked his parents to take the lead over the pack while he was gone. Darcy still had no idea her parents might be the Dalbuquerque. However, Tishanna knew. She clearly heard the conversation back in Ethan's office and the call. Arianna was certain her daughter was dead. She might not be, but she was willing to meet her nonetheless. For Tish, it was hard for her not to tell, she was a gossip, but for her sake she kept it for herself.

She watched her leave through the window, next to her brother. She wanted to take him in his arms. Since he knew Darcy had been talking to her often, he couldn't help but feel envious of her, but he was also glad. His sister raised him, she loved him like a mother, treated him with so much love. He felt special next to her, happy. Even without a mother and a drunk father, he never lacked anything. Tishanna always worked so hard for him to have a happy childhood, a full stomach. She made sure he would grow up to be an amazing man. When she died 5 years ago, it felt like his whole world fell apart. A huge part of him was gone and he couldn't help but feel guilty. This woman gave up everything for him, even her life, and the last thing he told her was how stupid she was for going in the front line against her ex-boyfriend's gang who became rogue. He was with her that day, but her ex got her by the feelings by threatening her brother's life and slashed her. She gave her last breath the second Henry took her in his arms. He didn't even had time to say goodbye. He simply had to let her go to keep fighting. Once the fight was over, they gave a proper burial for all the fallen wolves. He could not believe his sister, strong and independent, would fall because of love. He refused to have a mate for so long, until he met Jade. Then, he understood how hard it must have been for his sister to go against the bond and tried to kill her fated mate.

Tishanna watched him as a single tear ran down his cheek. She felt his emotions and it was sorrowful.

Tishanna: Don't beat yourself up, Monkey. Now, we have someone who can connect us again... Man, you're a crybaby. Always have been. You're such a wussy... my little monkey.

She smiled, leaning her head on his shoulder, knowing he could not feel it. But something deep inside of him told him she was not far. He scoffed.

Henry: Don't call me Monkey.

She laughed, crying.

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The ride began a little awkwardly. They had slept together the night before, but he slept on the other side of the bed as far away from her. As if he didn't want to be there. She thought maybe sleeping with her was horrible, maybe she smelled bad. She discretely sniffed herself, she smelled like tea. Maybe he didn't like tea. It wasn't like her to ask for physical contact . " Asking master to have physical contact... Why would he even want to do that? Yeah, I f*ck up" Even thinking of swearing surprised her. She wanted to apologize, but all that silence made her too uncomfortable to break the ice. Moreover, bad habits die hard. She would rather simply stop talking until he gave her permission or ask questions.

They spent the first two hours of the ride in silence, listening to some music. Ethan felt the same as her, but it became more unbearable than the hour before. He didn't dare to say why he wanted to get close to her the night before. She was already shocked by the video, it was inappropriate to ask something that would lead to it, or even a simple kiss. But that silence... He broke the ice.

Ethan: You good?

She nodded.

Ethan: good...

Silence again. It was not the first time they spent alone together, but they usually watched a movie or talked of their days, nothing too personal. He realized how little he knew about her and how much she knew about him. He knew she liked handmade clothes, she was a witch, she loved mirrors, cooking. Then what? What kind of conversation could he have with her other than "hi, how are you"? He thought of so many things he could tell her, yet nothing really came to mind. He decided to go with what he knew they both knew on a random topic.

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Ethan: Hey remember we watched that movie "Enemy". What did you think of it?

Darcy frowned. She tried to recall which one it was. She then remembered the huge spider in the end and lifted her eyebrows.

Darcy: The one with the big woman becoming a spider in the end?

He nodded with a half smile.

Ethan: She's not "Big", she's "Pregnant". But yeah. Hey, I didn't understand the whole movie. Like there were two of them or what?

Darcy: No... I think it was the same person. See, that bi... eh pregnant woman seemed to know something.

He nodded, releasing his bright smile.

Darcy: When she came to see him at school, their conversation was supposed to be their first but... She looked too sad watching him. And her husband called her right after he disappeared from her sight and she looked desperate... I think if it was the same person... with some kind of... problem and his wife knew it.

Ethan: Wow, I see you've been training well with Dr. Tremblay

He made a silly face, making her giggle. This sound made him purr. Everytime he heard her giggle, it felt like his heart was being hugged tightly. He thought she was so cute, he could just bite her, but he knew she would get scared, so he kept his urges under control. He brought his fist to his mouth, releasing a moaned sigh. He shook his head to flip his hair and scratched his morning beard.

Ethan: So, what about spiders?

Darcy: Maybe he felt trapped with her? You noticed that one woman had this spider-like face? I think that guy is scared of something...

Ethan: Women? Commitment?

Darcy: Could be... It is like he is trapped in his routine.

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Ethan: Do you feel trapped?

She thought about it, looking down at her feet, and it made him anxious. She never felt trapped around him, she did feel this way toward her former master. Sometimes anxiety would take over her and she would feel afraid to ask him even the most inoffensive questions, but he did not make her feel this way. After some time, she began to willingly walk around the mansion. She was sneaky and many people could feel her presence. They recognized her, she smelled like wild herb tea, but she was nowhere to be seen. Even when she was spotted, no one was violent, only frightened, because she seemed to appear from nowhere. "No one had tried to hurt me yet." They were respectful and smiled a lot too much for her. She could go wherever she wanted, except for the west wing, for obvious reasons.

Darcy: Not with you...

Ethan smiled.

Darcy: May I ask you something?

Ethan nodded.

Darcy: Do you feel trapped with me?

Ethan: No... not trapped. Lost, a little. I always thought my mate would be a werewolf from another pack. I was afraid that my mate would be narcissistic or a gold digger. I got the whole opposite. You have been through so much and I couldn't protect you from those horrible people. You are strong, mostly independent, courageous, kind... Sometimes I wonder how it is possible. Being raised with such hate, pain and disrespect... How could you be so pure? Such a beautiful person, full of surprises.

Darcy: Are you displeased of me?

Ethan: I couldn't have better than you. You are the one I want, my heart and body belong to you. I'm sorry I'm not perfect, but... I want to be a man you could be happy with. I have flaws, right? You know that, you've seen them.

She softly smiled. He gripped her thigh and squeezed it before putting his hand back on the wheel. She blushed and looked outside. They were driving in a human town and a women caught her attention.

Darcy: Look master! She's pregnant!

"Ahhh..." A wide smile spread across his face, his breath shook with laughter as he saw the man standing alone on the sidewalk. He had this round and wide stomach.

Ethan: Darcy, that's a man.

Darcy: What man? Oh no, not him. The lady there.

Ethan: What lady?

At first, she flinched, thinking of a beat. Then she realized that she didn't have to do that. He was not going to hurt her. Moreover, he seemed interested in her abilities. She should be able to share her knowledge with him. The same as when ghost would share knowledge with her.

Darcy: She look nothing like the lady in the movie, but they share the same kind of... fat?

He explained then how s*x and pregnancy were related and talked about how women carry babies. She was disturbed, but the subject changed very quickly, making the 15-hour drive go by smoothly. They talked, bonded and she knew that what she felt for him was a new kind of loyalty. She wanted to make him happy, she would do anything for him, even flirting with hell to keep him safe. She wanted to hold him again, feel his heart beat, touching his warm skin. "But no...I should not be greedy.".

When they arrived at the motel, they changed into pajamas. Darcy made salt lines in every opening, so no ghost could enter the room while they were there. They hid under the blanket and kept talking. Slowly, his hand reached her during their conversation, making them feel... greedy. They had an eye contact. He lost himself in her eyes, thinking she was the most beautiful creature he had ever met. He kissed her forehead, making her crimson. She didn't move. He then, slid an arm under her pillow, making his way toward her. She could smell him so well, it was like perfume to her nose. She gladly let him take her whole in his arms. This became her new happy place.