Chapter 8: Sealed with a kiss
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It wasn’t until two days later that Nick came down and unchained me.
“What are you doing?” I asked nervously. Would he kill me now?
He grabbed me by the elbow and gave me a dirty look as if I was being dramatic. “I’m taking you up to our place, so you can shower and use the toilet.”
When I’d first been brought here I’d noticed Sarah was always being taken up to wash or use the bathroom while I was given a pan to use. I thanked the goddess that I had managed to hold my bowels until now.
When we reached the top, the light was almost blinding from the sun, it felt warm and good on my face and smiling I tilted my head up and enjoyed it for a few seconds. When I opened my eyes, I saw Nick watching me with a look I didn’t have time to decipher because he became unreadable when our eyes met.
“Come on,” he muttered, and pulled me along gently through the woods. We came to a cabin and stepping inside I wondered if it was even really theirs, or maybe they’d purposely made it look like a family cabin.
It had brown fluffy rugs on the floors and paintings hung up. There was a cozy small white sofa with a brown throw draped over it and there was even a tv mounted on the wall. This place didn’t look cheap or run down at all like I thought it would.
Joel came over when he saw me and travelled his gaze slowly over my body. “I can help you clean up.”
Nicks grip on my arm tightened, and he pulled me more firmly against his body. “No you won’t, she can clean herself up.” Looking at me he gently nudged me towards the bathroom and said, “go on, and no funny business.”
I went inside and locked the door. Looking around, it was small and had a small shower with a toilet and sink but no bath. No windows either, I noticed, feeling disappointed.
I used the toilet, enjoying the privacy and then jumped in the shower. It felt good to be fresh and clean.
I wondered who Nick had been talking about when he’d said the Skin walkers had killed someone or someone’s. His pain had been genuine and raw.
A knock on the door startled me and Nick called through, “you done yet?”
I dragged my feet over and unlocked the door, there was no way to escape in here anyway.
He led me back to the bunker and I noticed I felt similar feelings towards him that I had with my mates’ before we’d completed the bond. I wanted to be close to him, to breathe in his scent and touch him.
I actually had to ball my hands into fists just to stop myself from trying to reach out. When we reached the ladder and his hand slid to my lower back, I tried not to shiver from how good it felt.
I knew a second chance mate was similar to your true mate, but it shouldn’t have been this extreme, my mates’ hadn’t reacted this strongly to their second chance mates’. Maybe it was just me, Nick didn’t seem bothered at all.
I started climbing down while he watched, and I asked, “aren’t you coming down?”
“No, I’ll be back later with lunch.” He shut the door on me and when I thought he was gone I asked Sarah, “why isn’t he chaining me up?”
She smirked, “it’s a test to see how much he can trust you. You can try and escape if you like.”
She looked like she really wanted me to try, and for some reason I felt like that would be the worst thing to do, so I sat down instead and chained myself back up. I was going to try and gain their trust.
It was boring just sitting and doing nothing, Sarah wouldn’t talk to me, she really didn’t like me for trying to save her. When Nick finally returned, I saw a flicker of surprise on his face when he saw me chained up and sitting there.
He became unreadable and handed us our lunch. It was two ham rolls, some cut cucumber with tomatoes and lettuce and a glass of water.
He sat beside Sarah while we ate and at one point she shifted so she was leaning her back against him, and he had to put his arm around her waist, allowing her to rest against his chest.
Again, I unintentionally growled, losing myself to the wolf a little. When they both looked at me, I mumbled, “sorry,” quietly.
How embarrassing, I didn’t know why my wolf side was acting out so much, it was like the more he was around me, the more of a connection I could feel growing between us.
Joel came down and joined us, sitting and talking with Nick and Sarah. If Jax had seen this, he’d probably call us the ‘f.ucking Brady bunch’.
Joel came and sat next to me when I finished my food, and he put his hand on my leg. “I know this isn’t ideal, but hopefully, you’re not too uncomfortable down here, once we trust you both, you can come up with us.”
His words sounded almost caring, but his cold and empty tone didn’t match the words. He scared me, so I gave a polite nod, and he put his hand behind me, leaning on it, bringing him closer in against me.
His other hand he used to lightly run his fingers over my knee and slowly trailed his way further up and between my thighs. Nick got up and grabbed his hand before he could reach my groin.
“Get away from her.”
Joel looked up at him and asked, “why? You don’t care about me touching Sarah, why are you so concerned with this female?”
Nick kept his face unreadable. “I don’t, but you brought Sarah back here because you liked her, I don’t think she’d like watching you make moves on another female.”
Joel glanced at Sarah who was glaring at me. Seeming to enjoy her jealousy, I saw him smirk slightly before hiding it behind that icy mask. “I like this one too, though.”
“You wanted Sarah, which f.ucked up my plans with that skinwalker, so you can keep her, this one’s mine.” Nick pulled me up and In against his waist.
I didn’t understand why he cared, and I dared to wonder if perhaps he was feeling something towards his second chance mate after all.
Joel looked at him suspiciously and asked, “why? You’ve never been interested in any of the females before.”
Nick shrugged, “she’s not a skinwalker and watching you f***k Sarah all the time is making me horny too.”
“You want to f***k her?” Joel asked.
“Yeah, but I’m not having you watch, or Sarah.”
“Prove it.” Joel said, still looking at him suspiciously.
“I just told you I’m not f.ucking with you watching.”
“Fine, kiss her then.”
“I don’t kiss, I f.uck.”
“Nick, if something else is going on, just tell me, I’m your brother.”
“Nothing’s going on, you’re overreacting.”
For a second, his words reminded me of Jax, every time you brought something up with Jax he would say you’re being dramatic.
Nope! I was not going to compare this killer to my mates’ Jax wasn’t perfect, but at least he killed monsters, this Nick guy could be lying or if he was telling the truth, then he was still killing innocents, whatever skinwalker had killed someone he knew was probably already dead, all Nicks victims couldn’t be responsible, so he was simply killing just because of what they were.
Joel jolted me back to reality when he snapped, “then just f.ucking kiss her, otherwise you’re the one overreacting about a simple kiss, I need to trust you as much as you need to trust me.”
Nick growled inhumanly and muttered, “fine, if it will shut you up!”
He grabbed me and kissed me hard on the lips. It was just a firm kiss really, no tongue, no opening or closing his mouth, and yet it did something, much like when I’d kissed my true mates’ I felt the bond between us deepen.
He must have felt it too because he gripped my arm tighter and then quickly released me.
“There, happy now?”
“Yeah, wasn’t so hard, was it?” Joel asked sarcastically. Little did he know it was very hard, now all I wanted to do is touch Nick, smell him, I wanted him to pin me down and mate with me.
I shook myself from those thoughts and tried to push my wolf side way down deep and ignore every instinctive urge I was feeling. I thought about my mates’ instead.
Jax with his gorgeous scent of the fresh cold night air, vanilla and power if power could have a smell to it. Romulus and Fenris too, they had the same smell except Fenris’ third scent was like the forest itself and Romulus’ was honeysuckle.
I focused on them and our bond, it was still strong as ever, I still loved them, wanted them, so why was I being affected by Nick so much? Surely it hadn’t felt this strong for Ashley when Jax had kissed her among other things, had it?
I didn’t think so because Jax hadn’t seemed that affected. I was sitting there thinking it all through when I could have sworn I felt my wolf form move inside of me, like literally brush its body up against mine from the inside. I jumped up to my feet, making both Joel and Nick look over at me.
“What’s wrong cutie?” Joel asked.
“Uh, Um, nothing, sorry.” I quickly sat back down, but Joel asked more coldly, “what’s wrong.”
I don’t know why, but I felt like it would be a very bad thing for him to know about me and Nick, and what I’d just experienced. I told him the safer truth instead.
“I just, my body is a bit hot, maybe because I haven’t shifted in a while, I don’t know, but yeah, it just felt like I was on fire for a moment.
“That sounds more like you’re in heat,” he murmured, looking at me like he was curious.
In heat? Werewolves didn’t go into heat, not really, I remembered Jax once saying that when a female was due on her period about a week before it started, it made her mate want her more, almost like heat.
He hadn’t said anything about the female feeling more s.exually aroused or anything, and yet, I’d noticed I’d been waking up with my panties damp, craving to feel a male inside of me, and I didn’t mean s**x or just f.ucking, I meant full on mating with me. I was scared.
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