His Cursed Mate!

Memories?

~Celeste~

"Do you think I'm rushing it?" I asked, looking at Nyx. Her eyes, the color of night, glittered like stars in the midnight sky.

She twirls the pool, trying to separate the wolf and the two souls apart. I've tried, for a thousand years I've tried. Thierry and Hahnnah we're always meant to be, their love went beyond even me. No matter how much I tried to separate them over the millenia in the hopes of giving them a second chance at love, their souls always gravitate towards each other.

Looking for the other,

Longing for the other,

They were always meant to be.

I know that, they know that and so does my Goddess.

"No," she says calmly with a smile on her face.

"You're doing the right thing. They've paid the ultimate sacrifice one to many times. They don't deserve this. They didn't deserve this. Amara was my fault. I failed her. You didn't deserve what she did to you, Celeste." Nyx The Goddess of Night says sadly.

"You know you don't have to feel guilty for her sins. It isn't your fault as much as it wasn't mine. Amara lost her way. How we don't know, but maybe we can save her too." I whispered softly.

Amara was a touchy subject for both Nyx and I.

She was the reason I died in my human life. Partly because she was reborn as my sister at that time and another because she had forsaken me and began an affair with the man I thought loved me in return. Unfortunately, I will never know. Nyx gave me a second chance to live a different life. My family and their descendants would be the first humans to shift into werewolves, but now it was time to right a wrong and something I hoped could be fixed.

I sighed deeply, looking at the moonlit pool. Hahnnah was doing well with her training. Strong, a fighter, but broken. "Tell me what is wrong Celeste?" Nyx asked, looking below.

I shook my head trying to piece together my thoughts. "It's okay Celeste, when you're ready."

"Hahnnah feels unworthy," my eyes drop to Thierry, who looked frozen in place, absolutely terrified. In every new cycle he's the one to remind her who she was and what they mean to each other. I'm afraid I pushed the wolf too hard. "Thierry," I murmured, looking at his blank expression.

"The wolf?" she asks.

"I...I..." I sigh feeling dejected about what I've done. "I think I made a mistake pairing them together." I place the pads of my index and middle finger together to rub my throbbing temples.

But Nyx just listens to me intently and continues to try to separate the human and wolf souls apart. I've tried. I've tried everything I could and I've even tried placing a new wolf soul in her body, to no avail. The wolf would push it out and seek Hahnnah out as well. Choosing her as her human.

"Hmmm, seems to me that the wolf and human also belong together," she points out. She wasn't wrong.

I still think it was a mistake. I could no longer shift in this realm, I am at peace and happy and have a mate of my own, but it wasn't fair to keep her here with me as long as I did when she needed a human counterpart, to run free and in the wild, to have a mate to love and love her back. To have everything she deserved, when her life was suddenly cut short because of me.

I missed her though,

"So then why does it feel like Hahnnah is so disconnected from her wolf?" I asked,

Really I was at my wits' end. Trying to separate three souls that belonged together was like trying to pull two very powerful magnets that didn't want to be separated to begin with. Wolf souls and their humans had to work as one entity and, sadly, Hahnnah and her wolf were far from working together.

"Let them figure it out." Eros' intimidating voice sent shivers down my spine. He walks towards his mate and his dark pools of blue instantly soften at the sight of her. Nyx smiles at him lovingly as he bends down to kiss the top of her head. "You gave them free will for a reason, let them figure it out. How long has it been?" his eyes found me.

"A thousand years," I answered irritably.

Eros just smiles and I swear I'll never get used to his pointed teeth. "But Am...." I don't get to finish because he holds his index finger up at me and then I feel strong arms wrap around me and instantly my body relaxes as a smile creeps on my lips and Erebus cool lips touch my warm cheek.

"Eros is right love, the universe knows they belong together. Let them figure it out and trust that they will." Erebus runs his nose up and down my neck kissing his mark, but they don't get it. They're men. Oblivious men, but Nyx get's it. She gives me a look that says we'll figure it out together and help them along the way.

I just hoped we could do it in time. It was their time to enjoy eternity together.

~Jazabell~

"Say it," I whisper cupping his cheek.

Those ocean eyes fall to the floor with a sigh. "Say my name." I whisper once more.

He didn't understand how important it is for me when he says it. That name means everything to the both of us. It's a significant part of both us. It's where our story truly started. The first one, the human one. The one before this endless cycle of death, doom, destruction and revenge.

Thierry sighs and he looks defeated, broken and hurt. "Jazabell St John." his voice breaks.

Wrong one love,

"Try again," I whisper.

But Thierry doesn't move. He's sitting there like a freaking statue and I hate it. Can Vampires go into shock? Maybe I should have eased him into it instead of flooding him with all those visions and dreams. It's not like they were PG-13 they boarded on Rated R.

It was our life in fast forward.

"Oh Goddess what have I done?"

I should have waited, but I wanted him to know, No, I needed him to know, to see and I think I just ruined it for the both of us. "Let him process." the wolf in my head spoke.

"I think I broke him,"

She cackles like its funny when in reality I was freaking out and she's rolling over and over on her back. I didn't find it funny. "He's processing, he'll be fine, usually its him that has to remind you of who you are."

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" I asked, "That I've forgotten him? How could I forget him?" That was even worse, he had to be the one to remind me. How unfair to him to carry that burden. To hold a thousand years worth of memories, of love and death. No wonder for two cycles did he not want to find me. I couldn't bear his death either if the roles were reversed. I'd die with him.

She shakes her head back and forth at me like she's trying to scold me for speaking up. "No, no that isn't what I said. Besides, you can speak freely about your past lives. The Goddess wishes it so, but that's why your souls find each other so he could remind you. Your dreams help you understand."

"What are you on about?" Goddess why did you give me the vaguest wolf ever.

She huffs and moves like she's shrugging, but it looks more like she's about to pounce. "I don't know, that's all I know." she growls.

"All you know?"

"Great, just freaking great. What the hell am I supposed to to with that?"

The wolf whines.

I had to snap Thierry out of his trance. So I do the only thing I can think of and pray to the Goddess that it helps. I kiss him.

My lips are hot against his and sh.it I wasn't ready for the explosion of sparks that suddenly shot throughout my body, but it seemed to have worked. Thierry's body began to relax as I climbed onto his lap, his chest was heaving, but he was so warm, his touch was like a taser while I was being shocked.

So with a little bit of courage I gently placed my hands on his face and continued to kiss him. His hands gripped my hips and he kissed me back, and boy could he kiss. They were so gentle and loving and not once did he pierce my lips with his teeth. I craved him in more ways than one. I needed more from him, but sadly I think he'll only object and protect my virtue.

Now I understood what they mean when they said it wont be the same once you meet your mate. This is exactly what they meant. The sex.ual intensity and need to be one with them is overwhelming. Hot and cool at the same time if that was even possible.

"Come back to me," I murmur against his lips.

I could feel something snap inside him and his hold on my hip intensifies. The pads of his fingers didn't hurt and I knew he could never truly hurt me, physically anyway, but it felt as if he came back from wherever it was he went to. His tongue cool as it circled mine, fighting for dominance, but Thierry wasn't the only dominant one here. I will submit to him if he really wanted me to, but I wasn't born to submit to anyone.

Including him,

We were made equals,

But I'm an Alpha's daughter

And he....a King.

"I love you," I say. I don't know what possessed me to say it, but I did and their was no taking it back.

I can feel him stiffen under me. I stiffen too. "Too fast, too soon?" I think to myself, but the cheeky wolf answers. "It's the truth, our truth. I showed him our love. Its natural to feel it so intensely after so long without him. Our souls recognize him as our mate and our souls crave him like what did you call it again? Oh yeah crack." and then she cackles again at the word.

She laughs and I swear I don't know why she thinks its funny when it was anything but. If only I could face palm myself I would, but I didn't want to look like totally rediculous in front of my mate. "Don't worry, he loves us too. he's just processing."

"Yeah I feel like I'm doing this all backwards."

"Technically, you are. You reversed the roles. He was always honest about his feelings about wanting to....." but she doesn't finish that sentence.

"Girl, don't leave me hanging."

"Well he uh....."

"Oh for Goddess sake tell me." I whisper yell at her. Ridiculous I know, how do you whisper yell at something in your head. I swear I must look ridiculous to Thierry.

But nope, he's still and unresponsive. Great, He is broken.

"Shock, he's in shock H.....Jaz." she says sheepishly.

"Ha, I know what you were going to call me." I hum,

"I apologize. I tend to forget sometimes." she says covering her eyes.

"Its fine you can call me Hahnnah, I think I might just perfer Hahnnah."

"Of course you do silly girl our mom chose that name for you. It means Gracious after-all and you are in fact gracious Jazabell."

"Yeah, yeah, think you can help me with Thierry here?"

"Kiss him again." she says.

I eye her wryly. "What I like kissing him, he's warm and yummy tastes just like honey crisp apples."

I roll my eyes. "Of course he tastes just the way he smells."

"It suits him,"

I wont argue with her there. It really does and I wondered if he tastes like that there......wait what?

But the wolf in my head beats me to it and bombards me with smexy images of her own. s**t, are we that damn sl.utty when we're with him because I swear I don't remember being so damn confident and seductive. Like why am I na.ked and about too? Sh.it at that moment Thierry decides to hold me against him.

He's breathing heavily again, his jaw is set so tight, I could hear his teeth grinding together. I wonder if it hurts him or if he'd break a tooth or more than one? Did he see? Oh Goddess.

"Yup,"

I swear on the Goddess that this wolf will be the death of me. Curse or not. This wolf will in fact be the death of me.

"Thierry are you alright?"

"Are you?" his voice is like smooth chocolate laced with concern and love.

"I'm worried about you." he smiles and I beam because its such a beautiful smile. His double dimple smile and then theirs the sharp tips of his fangs making him all the more appealing and sexy to me.

The pads of his thumbs rub on the dip of the auricotemporal nerve making me relax in his arms and my thighs instantly tighten around his waist and I hope he can't feel the heat between them.

His ocean blue eyes search mine and for what I don't really know. I'm just going into this blindly. Apparently we're doing this backwards now its me that has to remind him that we are meant to be and I'm going to fight for him. Even if it's the last thing I do. I wont let anyone take me away from him because this time. I'm not alone.

"I'm with you, I'll always be with you." For once I can hear the sincerity in her voice.

I'm not alone, I have him and her.

"I've got your back Hahnnah."

"Thank you,"

"Tell me you're okay," I ask looking deeply into his eyes. My voice is breaking and I feel my heart break just a little because I want him to be okay. I want us to be okay. I want to be a team. Just like my Mom and Dad.

He nods and clears his throat. "Yes, but..."

I bite my lip. "I'm sorry, I think my wolf can project." I say with a shrug.

It's embarrassing that he can see all the intimate memories. I didn't mean to flood him with all of them. If anything I didn't want him to see any of it. I still had to show him my scars all of them. I don't think he knows how deep they go. They are the remanents and painful reminders of what we've lived through well of what he's had to live through.

They are just the evidence of my death all one thousand of them.

So I hop off him and pull off my shirt in front of him, standing in just my black bra. He stiffens again, but his eyes don't ever leave mine. They don't stray downward the way I want them too, but he needs to see that I also want him to be sure if he can accept me with them. I make my way to the full length mirror and look at my reflection.

I'm flushed, my cheeks are pink and so is the skin on my chest. My eyes are glowing and I'm not used to their gold color. Thierry makes his way behind me and we both stare at our reflection. He dips his head on my right shoulder, his arms snake around my waist. "You're beautiful Jazabell." he rasps.

Not exactly the name I wanted to hear come out of his full lips.

"You've always been beautiful. The scars don't change that about you. They don't change the fact that I'll love you forever. For as long as I have you." his words pierce my soul and even the wolf inside me whines, painful and beautiful words all at the same time. I can hear the sincerity in his voice as he said them.

Thierry's left hand pulls the strap down from my left shoulder and the pad of his right index finger traces the scar from the left side of my neck all the way to the top of my right breast and just as fast he spins me around to face him making me gaso at the sudden movement. His eyes glowing to their silver shade, but I'm not scared of the Vampire King.

And just as fast his mouth is kissing that very scar. His teeth nip and suck at my neck, but he doesn't puncture through my skin. Even though I want him too. I want to belong to him.

"We already do," she whispers.

"Not the way mates do."

She rolls her eyes. "I know,"

"He's going to make us wait." I say.

"Yup, we have to k...."she doesn't finish that thought and recedes to the back my mind.

"Thanks for the chat,"

"I love you too Hahnnah," he whispers in my neck and then he fleas.

I sigh and look out the window and pray for a miracle.

**Author's Note**

Okay so I dropped a clue I hope someone figures it out. I hope you all can share your thoughts how are you liking it so far? Whatever you want to tell me, tell me don't be shy. I want to know all your thoughts. The Goddesses are listening. Anyways I hope you enjoy this chapter.