Ordinary

Thirteen

Jason's POV

Careful not to wake her, I turn Ordinary in my lap to cradle her. Carrying her up to our room, I take stock of every freckle on her face. She is the most gorgeous creature I have ever seen. Growing up, we were always told what things would look like after we got our mate. How they will become more essential than air, better than water, and how even the thought of them being gone is enough to spark a depression. The only thing that matters on earth, is this. I need to know everything about her. I want to know it. How she likes her coffee, the temperature she likes her showers, I want every detail.

Crawling into bed and laying her against my chest, I revel in the way she unconsciously pulls herself into me. The way her body seems to not fully rest until it has decided it is close enough to mine. There is still so much I don't know about this woman. I can't decide if now is a good time or not, as I don't want her to get scared and bolt. But one day, I will ask for more. After a few moments more of silently deliberating, I fall asleep laying against her.

My wolf wakes up first. He begins stirring as if something serious is about to happen but unsure of what. The tension and unease, growing in a way that is almost painful. Ordinary begins stirring, trying to softly pull herself out of my arms. Surely, her needing to stand up isn't the thing that has gotten him so on edge. Right? Barely opening my eyes, I look at her. Naked, hair tussled, her eyes deep seas of questions, I can't help but lean in to kiss her. She is now and forever will be my favorite view. She is who I want to wake up next to every day, come home to, and build a family with. My wolf drives these thoughts with a sense of great urgency. He needs something from her, or rather for her?

"Jason?" Ordinary says, now looking a little concerned.

"Hmm?"

"Can you hear me, okay?" She asks quickly

"Yea Sweets, I can hear you."

"Then would you mind please letting go so I can go to the restroom?" Concern still plaguing her face.

Letting her go, it takes everything in me not to smack myself in the head. I hadn't heard a word of what she was saying until she had said my name. Unsure of what is happening to me, I lay there for a few minutes before my wolf pops back into my thoughts. I'm going to have to ask her to marry me. Normally, marriage isn't something that wolves are overly concerned about. We have a mating bond and outside of being mated to a human, or just wanting one, marriages are nothing more than paper. But a legal marriage could permanently bind her to our family and pack. In the event, something ever happened to me... Children! We should have children too. As many as she wants. Whatever she wants. I should really talk to her about this, while I'm not distracted. Shaking my head I debate on waiting until she has had a chance to finish in the bathroom. Surely she won't be that long. The tension and unease growing inside of me, makes me wonder if this is part of the mate bond. This is unlike anything I have ever heard before. My wolf seems to be screaming to talk to her. Screaming to protect her, without there being any known threats. Pushing me to get to know everything about her right this moment before it is too late. But too late for what?

Upon hearing the shower turn on, I'm unable to stop my wolf as he forces me to burst into the bathroom with her.

"Jason! You scared the daylights out of me!" Ordinary exclaims as she scrambles to cover herself with a towel.

"What temperature do you like your showers at?" I ask, staring at her intently.

"Umm... I don't know... Warm?" she replies, obviously taken aback.

Leaning over her, I stick my hand under the running water to feel where it is currently at.

Without missing a beat, I shoot the next question at her. "How do you want your coffee?"

"I don't know... Is something wrong?" she asks in return.

"No, I just want to know how you like your coffee." I bite out, a little annoyed she isn't answering me.

Shocked and looking almost a little hurt she simply replies "Black."

"Me too." I snip. "I need to know if you want kids, and how many children do you want?"

Eyes wide, she stares at me as if I've lost my mind. "What?"

"Kids, Sweets." I say unsure if she misheard me. "How many kids do you want?"

"Jason... What is this about?" she says looking almost afraid to answer.

Reaching over, I stroke her face. The sense of urgency from before dissipating slowly.

"Jason, is something wrong?" Ordinary asks softly, afraid to look anywhere but at the ground.

"Why would anything be wrong?" I ask confused.

"You broke the door down to rapid fire ask me question. How could something NOT be wrong?" fear evident in her voice.

"Will you marry me?" I spit out, afraid to lose steam.

"Goddess, Jason. What is happening?!" Now staring me directly in the eye. "Why are you being like this?"

"Is that a no?" taken aback, and slightly disappointed I stare at her. Without realizing it, I had began to inch toward her, cornering her like pray in the bathroom.

My head swims as I fight to maintain control over myself.

"You're scaring me." she muttered softly, eyes wide, waiting for me to make some kind of move toward her.

Just like that the sense of urgency in my questions left. Almost as if a spell had been broken, I took a step back from my now cowering mate to assess the situation. Tears in her eyes, she stared at me. Waiting anxiously for something, anything to happen.

"Sweets?" I slur, stumbling backwards.

I could only faintly hear Ordinary screaming my name until the world went dark and I was consumed by complete and utter nothingness.