“Linda was always there for me growing up, protecting me. I have to be there for her now.” I see pain in her eyes telling me that there is more to that story than she is telling me, but something also tells me that she won’t yet tell me what that story is.
“Our food has arrived.” I state as I hear the prospect approaching, my nose picking up the smell of food. Standing I wrap the towel once again around my hips as I make my way to the door reaching it just as there is a knock.
Opening the door, I take the bag from the prospect, “Dash gave me this for you to go through.”Hesays handing me a folder.
“Thanks.”Closingthe door I turn to find Onix standing near the couchwithher eyes on the bag. “Let’s see what we have here.” I say as I walk towards the kitchen dropping the folder on the couch as I walk past. Onix follows me, as I take the plates from the cupboard, I see her looking in the bag.
“Mmm, it smells so good.” She murmurs as she pulls out a couple of containers. “It’s like a feast.”Openingone of the containers she frowns. “Umm, we still need to cook this.”Lookingover her shoulder I grin.
“I’m guessing you don’t like rare meat.” I tease, from experience with Dakota I know that rare meat is not something people usually like to eat.
“There is rare and then there is raw.”Shestates as she looks at the meat
“Don’t worry, there will be something cooked in one of the containers. Dakota doesn’t like rare either.” I see her frown as she opens another container and then she smiles
“Mmm, much better.”Shesays as she picks at a piece of meat from the stroganoff.
“You have that one and I’ll have this,” I say as I pick up the container with the steak placing it on my plate. Shewrinklesher nose as shelooksat the steak, and then up at me.
“What else is different about you? Do you have to be locked up whenit'safull moon or something?”I start to chuckle and then a full-blown laugh.
“No nothing like that, and you don’t need silver bullets to kill me.Anormal bullet will do the trick.” I see her shake her head as she turns with her plate now heaped with Stroganoff. I’m glad my woman isn’t one of those that eat little portions to maintain her figure. She walks to the couch, taking a seat she places the plate on her lap.
“You find this funny,whileI still don’t know how it can be true and the worstpartis that I had sex with you.” At her comment my amusement vanishes.
“What do you mean the worst? I know for a fact that you enjoyed yourself.” I mutter, which has her shrugging as she chews her food before answering.
“You are kind of like another species, that can’t be right. And not to mention you even get knots.”Sheinclines her head towards my crotch, “like a mutt.” I can’t believe she is comparing me to a dog again.
“That doesn’t happen all the time, it just happened earlier because you are my mate and we were bonding.” I say in my defence, feeling angry that I am trying to explain myself.
“Well, either way thank you for wanting me as your mate, but this won’t work.” I raise my brows at her statement.
“You won’t be able to keep away from me, we will be drawn to each other as mates should.”
“Well don’t hold your breath, I told you it was good but not that great that I won’t be able to live without.” The fact that she can so easily dismiss what we shared has my anger rising.
“You will change your mind.”
“Youarevery convinced of your sexual abilities, aren’t you?”Sheasksas she takes the last morsel of her food into her mouth, seeing her tongue peep out to lick the sauce on her lip has me as hard as a poker as I think of the things she can do with that tongue.
“No one has complained so far.”Themoment the words are out of my mouth I regret them, knowing that mates do not take well to the thought of their other half having sex with someone else even if it was before meeting them. I can see the way her body has tensed and the way her head rises slowly making her hair flow around her. Her cheeks have darkened with colour at her anger.
“Well maybe you should go and entertain all these women that can’t function without you.” She states as she stands, walking towards the kitchen she places her plate in the sink, bending down she picks up the dishwashing liquid so she can wash her plate.
I stand making my way towards her, I place my plate in the sink and then bend forward rubbing my arm against the outside of her breast as I pull the dishcloth off its hook. I feel hertense, but she doesn’t step back. Taking the plate from her hand stroking her fingers in the process, I clean the plate and place it on the shelf. I notice that she places the other washed plate down next to the sink instead of letting me take it from her.
Well looks like she is more affected then she makes out to be. Onix turns making her way to the room, after packing the other plate and cutlery I am about to join her when I notice the folder that Dash sent for me to look at.
Sitting on the couch I open the folder to find information on Linda, looking through what it says I see that she has been arrested a few times for possession, the interesting part though is when I find the piece about their father. Looking up I see Onix sitting on the bed,her legs stretched out before her, her back against the headboard as she makes as if she is going through her phone but I know that her attention is on me.
What the fuck did that bastard do to them? The thought of any man hurting children has my blood boiling. If I find out that he hurt Onix in any way I will make sure that his life is a living hell in jail. I continue reading and see that we had a sighting of Linda with Roy from the Hades MC a couple of months back but since then there have been no sightings of her.
Standing I walk towards the bed and see Onix tensing but she doesn’t look up, but I hear her heart start to race and her breathing changes. She can fight it as much as she wants but the evidence of our bonding is already there, my woman wants me as much as I want her and no matter how much she fights it she will have to give in, in the end.
“We have found evidence that your sister was in fact with the Hades a couple of months ago, but since then that we have had no sighting of her.” I hand the photo over to her and see her gaze lovingly at the photo.
“Yes, that is her.”Shemurmurs, and I can hear the sadness in her voice. “Do you think she’s okay?”Sheasks as she looks up from the photo to me.