Jax
I felt relieved when my mate readily agreed to allowing me to help her. I could already tell that she was used to doing everything on her own, but she did not have to anymore. I would make damn sure of it.
I would have to find some way to thank Ronnie later for all her help with my mate and for the suggestion of the bath, but, for now, I went about looking for supplies in the small room so I could prepare a soothing atmosphere for my mate. At some point, I was going to need to ask her what her name was. I could not keep going around calling her my mate all the time.
Well, I mean I could, but it would be nice to know her name too. It was honestly killing my wolf and me not to know the name of our other half. I had tried asking around so I would not have to bombard her with questions right away, but, to my dismay, not a single soul knew wha
Willow I let a small gasp escape from my lips the moment we stepped through the bathroom door. It was like being transported to a completely different world. The lights were turned off, but the illumination provided by the flickering candles established a relaxing atmosphere, not to mention a wonderful aroma that seemed to blanket the room. I took a deep breath and allowed my gaze to travel over to the massive tub before meeting Ronnie’s eyes. The tub appeared to be near overflowing with vanilla scented bubbles, while cherry scented candles covered the counter nearby. I could not wait to sink into the warm, frothy water and soothe all the aches in my body that seemed to be never ending. However, I felt a bit unnerved by the seemingly romantic setup, whether that was his intention or not. I was suddenly feeling infinitely grateful that Ronnie had been t
Willow I reclined against the side of the tub with my eyes closed, allowing the fragrant aroma and comforting water to lull me into a state of bliss. I allowed my mind to wander, thinking about how crazy it was that I had finally found my mate. My wolf rejoiced in my head. She wanted to run to his side; she did not understand why I hesitated. If I had found Jax two years ago, there was not a doubt in my mind that I would have run straight into his arms. It was killing me to resist what I thought was called the mating heat. I was not quite sure, but either way, it boiled down to me wanting to throw myself in Jax’s arms constantly. It had been so long ago since my mother had tried to talk to me about mating. I was not interested in listening then, so I had tuned most of it out. I wished like hell I had paid more attention now though, I thought despondently to
Willow I allowed a grateful sigh to escape as I looked down at the clothes Ronnie had given me. I pulled on the yoga pants and sports bra she had given me without a second thought and then went to pull the t-shirt over my head. However, I noticed that the size of the shirt was disproportionate to the rest of the clothing I had been given, and the giant t-shirt smelled just like Jax. I guess he wanted to make his own contribution to my wardrobe I mused; that, and the fact that he wanted his scent on me no doubt. I could not find it in myself to complain though as I pulled the soft fabric over my head. I took a deep breath of the rich coffee and fresh cut grass smell that was uniquely him. Taking a moment to steady myself, and my control over my wolf, I took several deep breaths before exiting the bathroom. Jax was waiting for m
Jax I watched my mate as she fought to stay awake. My wolf and I felt relief when we saw the trust shining out through her eyes. I knew she would still worry until I got rid of Zeke permanently, and make no mistake I would, but I also knew that she would trust me to protect her until that time came. I could hear Ronnie coming down the hall now. Willow’s chocolate colored eyes had been waging a losing war against the weight dragging her eyelids down. They had just closed for what appeared to be the last time when Ronnie walked through the door. Noticing Willow’s drowsy state, she kept her voice down when she spoke, “Hey, I see she is getting some rest. I was a little worried she would be anxious, but I guess there is something to be said about the mate bond after all.” My wolf rejoiced at her words, feeling ecstatic that we ha
Jax I clambered out of the bunker with Asher, not quite as angry as I was before I entered but still pretty pissed, despite the release of pent up energy and aggression I had expelled below. I noticed the sun was just rising above the canopy of trees in the east. I looked down at myself and grimaced at the large blood splatter that covered the front of my shirt, not to mention the dried blood that I knew still coated my skin. I gazed over at Asher, noticing that he fared little better, but at least he did not have a mate to return to yet. I considered my options while shooting a quick but sincere thanks to Reese through our mind link for offering to stick around with the remaining male until the bunker could be cleaned. We had agreed to split the alpha’s responsibilities here in the South until a replacement could be found; however, I was thankful that Rees
Willow I awoke sometime later, though I was not sure how much later, feeling a little sore and a lot weak, nothing new for me of course, yet I somehow still managed to feel better than I could remember feeling since arriving here in the South. I had been dealing with the exhaustion and physical pain for so long that it seemed a near constant, but maybe there would be a light at the end of the tunnel after all, I thought hopefully to myself. I stretched out in the soft bed, enjoying being able to do so with minimal pain for once, before rolling over and looking for Jax, at my wolf’s request. Okay, maybe I wanted to see him too. There. I could admit to myself at least. I noticed Ronnie sitting in his chair, the one I had started calling Jax’s in my head for some reason, seemingly lost in a book. I cleared
Jax As I neared the door to Willow’s room, I could sense her distress bleeding through the walls, driving my wolf and I insane with the urge to ease our mate’s anguish. I burst through the door without a second thought, my wolf having taken the reins, and barreled towards the bed where I saw her panic-stricken eyes, brimmed with salty tears, unaware that I had even smashed my way into the room. The tray of food that I had stopped in the kitchen for on my way in had thankfully survived somehow, though I shoved it into Ronnie’s arms as I rushed to my mate’s side. I did the only thing it crossed my mind to do in that moment, I picked her up and sat her in my lap, wrapping my arms securely around her small frame, not even considering that she might not want me so near her this soon. However, she me
Jax I glanced down at Willow after the door had shut completely. She still appeared to be doing alright, but my wolf and I would continue to worry until we completed the mating bond. I still had the overwhelming urge to claim Willow; it was nearly unbearable to resist, in fact, despite my exhausted state. The only thing that allowed me to abstain was knowing that her fragile mental state could not handle it yet. Her needs would always come before my own, and she just was not ready. I was thankful she allowed me to hold her, cradled in my lap as she did, but I suspected that had more to do with her alarm when I had first arrived in the room earlier. Nevertheless, I could see the clear adoration in her eyes as she gazed up into mine. I could also see the hesitation, unfortunately. I knew that was