Mated Enemies

“Yes, I know but I have to think. I’ve already shared thoughts with him and…other things.” Their eyes widened at that as she hung her head as if ashamed. What an enigma.

“Why would you do such a stupid thing?” Now they were all getting after her, throwing questions at her left and right and I gritted my teeth to keep myself standing where I was.

They already have a fucked up opinion of me and mine, if I barge in there right now and stand between her and them it could get ugly and then they’d really have something to fear.

“I’ve been seeing him in my dreams for the past month or so. I didn’t think anything of it, not really. It never entered my mind that I was seeing my future mate and in my dreams I didn’t see what he was, so I didn’t protect myself. I think…I think it might be too late.” She sounded scared and I couldn’t resist touching her with my mind.

‘It’s going to be okay…unless you run.’

‘Stop that!’ I have to give it to her, she didn’t let on to the others in the room there with her that we were talking. ‘Wait, are you watching me, listening to me?’ She tried slamming her mind shut and realized for the first time that she was no longer able to keep me out.

I didn’t even know myself that I’d imprinted on her so hard that we’d already reached that stage. Usually that only happens after we’d been intimate with each other. After I cum in her the first time my sperm will leave an indelible mark on her, in her, that will last a lifetime and will only grow stronger each time I take her.

With that I can find her, sense her, anywhere in the universe. She is so fucked! I hung around long enough to make sure she wasn’t going to run. Not that I wouldn’t be able to find her, but I’d much rather not have to go through the trouble of ending a few of her kind to get back what’s mine. Then she’d really hate me.

I heard a chamois cry out in fear somewhere deep in the mountain behind me and saw in my mind a brother lynx on the attack. “Not while I’m here!” He stopped midstride and sniffed the air searching for my scent and once he caught it turned and ran back the way he came. The goat skittered on its legs in fright. “Go and live another day.” She galloped off in the opposite direction and I saw the rest of her herd waiting for her below.

Lucien

I shut out my surroundings and gazed up at the stars, letting my mind cleanse itself of all clutter. As first meetings go it wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been but we still have a long way to go. My greatest obstacle is obviously overcoming her fear, something I don’t yet know the correct path to. Ergo my reason for freezing my ass off in the alps.

I’ve made many a great decision here in the past and was sure something of use would come to me given time, but I don’t have a hell of a lot of that. Five days now and counting. My stupid ass hadn’t taken into account how my body would feel without hers after that little taste. Agony!

Her scent was all over me and once I cleared my head it’s all that was left, the memory of how she felt in my arms, the taste of her lips, the way she smelt, it lingered on the palate. The glorious stars started to blend together the longer I stared, but even as I laid there still upon the hard cold ground, my mind was making plays.

When I took everything apart and put it all back together piece by piece a picture began to form. It didn’t make sense to me that her and I would be paired. As heir to the kingdom, which includes her clans as well, my mate should be someone of the purest breeding. I’d been expecting some pampered princess from an old European line, not the mutt.

But I guess it makes sense that it would be her. I’d delved into her enough to know that she was the heir to the throne of her people’s kingdom though of lesser status than myself. But our pairing had more to do with what had happened in the past, a way to patch things up and bring the different factions back together.

The past fuck-up had made a rift between the lesser kingdoms and us, the rulers over them all. People had taken sides back then and no one can hold a grudge like an immortal with a chip on their shoulder. I guess I’m the damn Band-Aid for their shit.