Their Mate And Luna

CHAPTER 107

DECISIONS 1

NICOLE

I am hiding here in the bathroom because I honestly don’t know what to tell them. I knew we were going to have to discuss the white elephant in the room – our relationship. So I wasn’t surprised when Vince brought it up.

But here I am hiding, looking in the mirror at my brown eyes, wondering if somehow I can see my decisions in them. Because I have to make one.

I have been dancing round the issue for a while now. Yes, I am scared about trusting them not to do me wrong again. Though their actions since I woke up from the coma shows they have changed their minds by accepting me and rescinding their rejection. Yet, I wonder if it’s enough to cover for what they did? Am I being too fast if I let them inside my heart? And if I say yes now, won’t they break my heart again?

Yes, I feel a connection to them. I can’t deny it because I have felt it for years and never thought it was the mate bond. They affected me in ways no male has ever. Something always attracted me to them, pulling me their way, like a thread tying me to them and them to me.

For years I watched them, sneaking looks at them anywhere and anytime I had the opportunity, wondering what it would be like being close to them. Mostly when I am at the mansion.

Everything about them mesmerized me. From the way they style their individual hairs to their manner of sitting down or standing. Vince was the quiet and not shy one. Vance the outspoken yet aloof one.

Just like every female in the pack fawned over them, I did too, but I never stood a chance, especially when they began to hang around the Ashton twins.

It used to hurt seeing them with those girls and I used to wonder why. Now I know why.

Back to the present, I need to make a decision.

Vince asked the right question. They need to know where they stand with me, but something tells me that even if I reject them, they won’t accept it. Back in their father’s office that day, he had clearly expressed it when I asked them to leave me alone.

Turning on the water, I cup my palms together, getting water to splash over my face.

“You need to make a decision, Nicole,” I tell myself. “Anaya?” Looking for help from her, but meeting only silence.

Letting out a deep breath, still unable to make a decision, I turn of the water. I pull out some tissues to dry my face and hands and look into the mirror again.

It seems ever since they rejected me a lot has happened to me. I am an alpha female, my parents were the Alpha and Luna of a pack, making me heir to a pack, waiting for me to come claim it.

I also have a wolf that has to be released from an alpha command and my mates can be snatched from me by Billie. This bothers me because I believe they were given to me by the moon goddess. She found me worthy to be their mate.

Then there is my new found identity as the Firewolf and being hunted by Kaden for mating and marking. The idea of me having kids with that man sends cold shivers down my spine. He most likely is going to force me or have his witch place me under a spell for him.

Rubbing my temples, feeling my mind reeling with all these facts, wondering which one is important? Which one should I tackle first?

Maybe, first freeing my mates from Billie’s grasp should be the first thing I need to do. Once I know they’re free from her, I guess we can proceed from there with our bond.

Secondly, I need to have the command removed so that I can finally shift into my wolf. I can be who I need to be – the Firewolf.

I loved how I felt when I partly got my powers and used it to save everyone. But, why did the rogues attack us? And why did that one rogue come for me?

That is another thing to add to my list of worries and to ask my mates about.

Taking a deep breath, I go through my list of first things to do.

One, speak with Torin on how to break Vance lose from Billie. Me being the Firewolf with many abilities and he being a powerful witch from the strongest coven in the realm, ought to help in this situation.

Two, get Alpha Drake to lift the command and…my eyes dart over my features as I gaze at my reflection in the mirror. I need clothes too. I decide seeing that I am in a hospital gown.

There it is.

A slight hesitation rears its head out as I turn from the mirror. My mates are behind the door, expecting a response from me and I had none to give.

I know they need an answer and also that whatever I say won’t dissuade them from staying with me. Somehow I know I am stuck with them. Yet, I don’t think I should let them know and be free so easily.

Pressing the door handle, I open the door and step out to meet their expectant gazes.