Ann was relieved that she did not smell like meat and could no longer hold back. She touched Wynn’s thin, sexy top lip before parting his lips. Ann didn’t know what came over her, but she replaced her fingers with her lips and slowly started to kiss Wynn, savoring every part of his lips.
Wynn pulled out of the kiss, “you taste really good.”
Ann didn’t know why, but she tilted her head to the side. “You can drink from me anytime you please.”
Wynn, already knowing how good her blood tasted, was not about to let her invite him twice. He sank his teeth into her neck and drank deeply. He can feel Ann’s body relaxing as she became intoxicated. Wynn wanted to drink more but knew if he does, he has to offer himself in return and he has never had anyone drink from him before unless it was to save their life. He sealed up the bite marks and just looked at her intoxicated eyes. He turned her around and let her float in his arms. Ann felt good and relaxed. She felt it was a much better experience than the previous pool incident.
Over the next few weeks, Wynn grew deeply in love with Ann, even though he knew that his sister compelled her to be in love with him. He saw it when he drank her blood in the pool. Because of this, he never offered himself for her to drink from. Wynn wondered if she would still like him if she were not compelled. Wynn was too in love with Ann to let Shysie un-compel her because he was scared that the feelings will not be mutual.
Paris tried to forget about Ann, but even though it hurt him to see her so in love with someone else, he could not help his feelings for her.
Ever since Ann hooked up with Wynn, Shysie changed seats with Ann.
Jessica took her seat in class next to Shysie. She saw the little gift box and decided not to open it. She dropped it into her backpack and looked towards the back of the class. She saw Ann’s mouth forming a ‘Happy Birthday." Jessica looked at the front of the class again. She missed her best friend and was happy that Ann actually remembered her birthday.
“Wynn, I am going to spend lunchtime with Jessica. It is her birthday today and we have birthday traditions,” Ann said, before kissing Wynn.
Wynn felt relieved that Jessica did not have a soulmate connection with him. He knew her 18th birthday was coming up as he saw Ann thinking about what to get Jessica for her birthday every time he drank from her. Even though Wynn knew that the Lycan Werewolves only met their fated mates when they reached their full puberty cycle, he also knew that some Lycan females reached their puberty maturity earlier than normal girls. Wynn was not oblivious to Jessica’s openness to sexuality and could pick up her scent and knew that she was one of those girls that have completed her puberty cycle early and thought if they were fated mates that it would have triggered by now but what he did not take in account, was that the spell that was placed over Jessica at birth also protected her from finding her fated mate before her eighteen birthday.
‘’You must be happy that Jessica did not have a mate connection with you?” Paris asked, joining Wynn in the school hallway on their way to the cafeteria.
“If she was my mate, we would have mated by now. She has just about reached her full puberty cycle,” Wynn chuckled.
“Really? One of those?” Paris asked.
“I have found my mate and her name is Ann,” Wynn said, punching Paris in a playful way on the arm.
“Really? So, you are letting her drink from you?” Paris asked, hoping that the answer was no.
“Not yet, but soon. We have not talked about it yet,” Wynn responded, a bit nervous, not planning to tell Paris the truth.
Paris picked up on Wynn's nervousness and wondered what it was about. “She has accepted you as a Vampire-Werewolf Hybrid. What is there to talk about?”
Paris stopped abruptly, and Jessica smashed right into him. Paris and Wynn turn around, shocked and unsure about just what Jessica heard. Paris felt his skin burn for a brief moment, but composed himself. From the look on her face, they knew she heard way too much. The two guys looked at each other and then back at Jessica. Wynn knew what Paris was thinking. Paris cannot touch Jessica with the spirit wolf hanging over her head, but Wynn could.
“Let us explain, in private,” Wynn said, grabbing Jessica by the arm and swiftly dragging her into the nearest classroom. All the classrooms were already empty, so they were in the clear.
“I didn’t hear anything!” Jessica said nervously, pulling out of Wynn's loose arm hold.
Wynn and Paris both notice the spirit wolf growling at them. Jessica looked up to see what they were looking at, but saw nothing. “What are you guys looking at?”
“Nothing,” Wynn said. The next moment, Jessica tried to make a run for the door, but Wynn was too fast. He held her in a neck arm hold making her pass out.
“Quickly, get a chair,” Wynn said, holding an unconscious Jessica in his arms.
Paris pulled a chair near and Wynn put Jessica on the chair. Paris looked around for something to tie her up, but found nothing.
“Go find Shysie and Ann!” Wynn instructed Paris.
“Good idea. Maybe Ann will make her understand,” Paris said, making his way out of the classroom.
Jessica started to wake up moaning, “what the hell?” She looked up at Wynn sitting in front of her.
Wynn looked into her dark brown, almost black, eyes. His inner wolf overpowers his vampire side. ‘MATE.” The heat and passion for all previous lovers were gone in an instant. Right in front of him sits his 2nd Lycan werewolf's mate. He knew what he must do and acts right away, “I Wynn Mateo, reject you, Jessica. What is your surname?” Wynn asked a confused Jessica. Jessica was born exactly this time eighteen years ago, and the spell has now come undone partly.