Chapter Twenty-Seven
Skylar
There was little chance of falling asleep quickly. The bed was covered in a thick layer of dust, the air felt stale, and there were two males in the room next door claiming to be my mates.
My face still felt flushed from my encounter with Elias. It had started as a way to help him heal, but it had turned into something so much more meaningful. While I couldn’t say that what I felt was a mating bond, I did know there were sparks. Literally. Aside from the bursts of light on his skin, there was the electric buzz that came from his touch, his kiss, his cock. Being with Elias didn’t feel like empty pleasure. It felt like something greater than that.
Was it a mating bond?
My whole life I thought I was half human, which meant I didn’t get most of the perks of being supernatural. I never expected to experience a bond so I never even asked about it. Now, I felt like I was a child learning about sex for the first time.
Sex with Elias certainly felt different than sex I had with other partners. I figured that was because he was an incubus and knew his way around a woman’s body.
Then there was Xander. Where had that claim come from? We’d spent minutes together. We hardly knew each other. Then again, in the stories I’d heard about mating bonds, they were like that. Instant fireworks.
Xander made me feel things, but what attractive male didn’t make my hormones take notice? Okay, sure they were in overdrive around him, but that doesn’t mean anything, does it?
I turned on my side, trying to send the thoughts from my mind. They seemed so petty and unnecessary right now. I reached up for the locket, brushing my fingers over the charm. There were bigger problems in my life.
I was the keeper of the moonstone, a job I didn’t ask for. But then again, Lola hadn’t either. For her, it was simply the luck of her birth that put her in its path. She wasn’t chosen based on her merit or her skills or even who her friends were.
For me, it was a burden passed on in a different way. But in some ways, it made the weight that much heavier. Lola was counting on me to step up if she couldn’t. And she knew that would be in the event of her death.
It was literally her final wish.
I had to succeed. And not just until someone else could carry the stone. I had to find a way to end this.
I knew there had to be a way to break this curse, to get rid of the stone for good. And I was going to make it happen.
Pulling the musty covers under my chin, I settled in for sleep.