Fifteen: Joselin
Joselin's P.O.V.
"Do I need to ask if you're okay, or can I assume by your smell that things went well?" Holden asked with a grimace, but there was disappointment on his face. He moved away from me subtly, but I didn't have it in me to feel guilty.
Tobias said I was his.
I had nothing to be mad about ever. The world could burn around me, and I would still be happy.
"I'm better than okay, but you might not be." There was a slight skip in my step when I looked over my shoulder and saw Tobias hadn't left the conference room. He would need a minute to calm himself down, and I bit my lip as I thought about turning around and walking right back in there to claim him as mine too.
"What the hell did I do?" Holden pulled open the door to the dining hall, and a few people looked taken aback by the smile on my face.
Natalie raised her eyebrows at me, and Killian curled his lip when I walked past, no doubt smelling what I had just been up to.
"He's going to kill you," I practically sang happily, but Holden did not look amused. I looked up as Tobias entered the room, his eyes immediately landing on me. It made me happy when he filled up his plate and began eating this time, but I knew he was listening to everything I said.
"For interrupting?" Holden asked, and I laughed when he looked from me to Tobias.
"No, I think it was good you did," I smirked when Tobias growled. I would have loved to have him take me right then and there, but more than that, I wanted to be sure he wanted all of me. He had no problem ignoring my advances for months.
I wanted to be sure that he was interested because he wanted me and not just because I stopped throwing myself at him. He would have to earn it, and I looked forward to the fun we were about to have together while he did so.
"So, cheesecake?" Holden asked, and I looked back at him to see him staring out over the rows of tables with pack members talking and laughing. I knew what he was really asking, and I nodded. Friends.
"Cheesecake," I replied, my smile falling as I looked at him. He looked worried and sad, and I wondered what was going through his mind. He had a mate that was waiting for him. Once he turned nineteen, he could find her, but he didn't seem excited by the idea.
"Does this mean we aren't going dancing tomorrow?" He lowered his voice but could still be heard by anyone who cared enough to listen.
had remained black since our rendezvous in
still happening. I'm looking forward
leaving the room. He wouldn't be coming back tonight. I had
to get me killed, aren't you?" Holden asked as Killian and
a baby. Fight like a man!" I insisted, standing as well, eager to get back to my tower for the night to take another look at Rona's blood now that I was calmer. I also didn't like that the council had stopped eating in the public dining hall and chose to
joined them if I didn't hate them. I could have tried to get them to spill everything they knew about what was happening or what would happen. Until I got to the bottom of the magic on the mountain, I would not
shook my head. If Tobias was going to kill my new friend, he would have to wait until after we went out tomorrow. I wanted to
I at least walk you back to your room?" Holden asked, and I stared at him momentarily before nodding in
would give me some answers after I had told
He lifted his arm, rubbing his hand along the back of his neck as he tilted his
about the prospect of finding their mate,
be resistant to the bond with their fated mate. "What
let out a pained, almost dark chuckle, and I watched as the happy boy turned into a man. One filled with pain and exhaustion, hiding behind the fagade he wore the rest of the time. "I can't know for certain, but I might have already found her. There was this girl growing up. She was the brightest thing I had ever seen. Always
needed to talk about it. "She had this boyfriend that wouldn't let anyone near her though, so I never got my chance. When she was
you think
times to see if she was okay, but she always has it blocked." Holden dropped his hand back down, sliding them into the front pockets of his jeans. "I have the feeling that if it's not her, it's going to be someone in a situation like
case, you'll always be welcome here. I have a few witches who I could introduce you to. We don't get mates, so you don't have to worry about that with my kind." I bit back a laugh, imagining him with Aisha or Margot. He might be able to hold his own against one of them, but they were a few years older than
his age but would chew him
might drive you crazy to know that you missed your chance with me." He smirked as we reached the door to my tower, and I
who had ever gotten under my skin and into my heart. All of my
been looking forward to it. Every few months, everyone with Lycan blood who hadn't found or chosen a mate would
the doorknob, feeling the magical
fell, and the markings on my skin vibrated in anger, knowing someone was in
muttered as he
declaration made his eyes turn black, and all amusement melted from his face. He looked
I had expected it to happen sooner. My guess had been