Chapter Eleven
The next day, Jenna was at the kitchen island making a list of things she needed. Ben was in his office a few floors down, and Rowan was in the shower.
She was surprised when the elevator door opened, and two very pretty females walked into the apartment like they owned the place.
“Can I help you,” she said as she stood and faced them.
Both stopped in their tracks.
“Who the hell are you?” one of them said.
“How about you answer my question first?” Jenna said, crossing her arms over her chest.
The woman growled and took a step forward when the other one grabbed onto her arm to stop her.
“Morgan, smell her. She’s Alpha and Beta’s mate.”
The one called Morgan lifted her face and sniffed. The color drained from her face, leaving her pale, and then her complexion immediately turned red.
The one that stood beside Morgan stepped forward. “Hi, I’m Noelle, and that’s Morgan. It took us by surprise because we hadn’t heard anything about you.”
Rowan walked into the room and stood by Jenna. “That’s because we haven’t officially introduced her.”
Morgan sneered. “Why? Because she’s a human?”
Jenna heard Rowan growl and looked up to see him scowling at the woman. “No, we have a situation we need to deal with. Now, tell me, Morgan, why are you here, and why do you think you can question me?”
Noelle took another step into the room and tried to smile. “I’m sorry, Beta. We were just surprised. Morgan didn’t mean anything by it. We are here to clean, and we brought a casserole for you.”
“I appreciate that,” Rowan said. He looked down at her and smiled. “Would it be okay if they cleaned the apartment this time? It will give you time to decide how you want to deal with it.”
Jenna didn’t want to be anywhere around the woman, but she wasn’t going to rock the boat. “It’s fine. I’d appreciate it.”
Rowan bent and kissed her lips. “I’ll be in the office, three doors down.”
“Okay. I’m just making out a few lists,” Jenna said.
“You could always do that in the office with me. I have a comfortable sofa.”
“I’ll come in later,” Jenna said.
Rowan turned and walked away. She heard a door close before she turned back to the women. “Is there anything I can help with?”
Morgan’s eyes narrowed. “No. Just stay out of our way.”
Jenna raised her hands. “Fine by me.”
She turned to go back into the kitchen when she heard Morgan.
“By the way, the sofa is very comfortable. I’ve spent many hours on it.”
Jenna looked over her shoulder. “Good for you. It will never happen again.”
She walked away, listening to them argue. They were whispering, but she knew Morgan meant for her to still hear.
“I can’t believe you’re being so mean,” Noelle said.
“I can’t believe you’re not angry,” Morgan said. “You had hoped to be with them, too.”
“But we always knew we weren’t their mate.”
“True, that doesn’t mean you couldn’t have had a relationship with them. They could have still fucked one of us, and we could have had a relationship, but they would never love us. But seriously, I couldn’t care less about that. I just want to be with them for the status I’d get.”
“Come on. Let’s get this done before the alpha gets back,” Noelle said.
Noelle set the pan in the refrigerator. “You just need to bake this at 350 degrees for an hour.”
At least one of them was nice. “Thank you.”
The two started in the living room and then moved to the kitchen. Jenna didn’t want to be in their way, mainly because Morgan kept making comments about fucking the guys, and she couldn’t take any more.
Jennagathered her papers and walked toward Rowan’s office.
“They can still fuck us,” Morgan murmured, and Jenna knew she wanted her to hear her.
Jenna turned toward her. “No, they can’t. They are mated now. They wouldn’t be able to touch another woman.”
Morgan smirked. “Is that what they told you?”
Jenna pressed her lips together. She didn’t want to argue with the woman and didn’t care if she never saw her again.
“Think about this. That is true if you were a shifter like us, but you’re a human. They don’t get the same bond with you as they would us.”
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Jenna walked into Rowan’s office and closed the door behind her. She tried to smile when he looked up from his desk. His smile turned down when he got a look at her.
“What happened?” Rowan said as he stood and walked to her.
Damn. She’d always been bad at hiding her emotions.
He took ahold of her shoulders, bent, and looked her in the eyes. “Tell me, and don’t you dare lie to me.”
“H-have you ever fucked those women?”
Rowan sighed and led her over to the sofa. He set her things down, sat, and pulled her onto his lap. “My brother and I are over sixty years old, so yes, we have had a few of the women. But please believe me when I say now that we have you, there is no way in hell, both emotionally and physically, we could ever fuck another woman. It makes me sick to even think about it.”
Jenna still didn’t know how she felt about the situation, but she did know she didn’t want those women around. “I think I can take over the cleaning and cooking,” she said.
“Are you sure? I can get others to help.”
“The apartment isn’t that big, and since I can’t go to work, I could take it on. Let me try it myself first. I’ll ask for help if I need it.”
Rowan grabbed a chunk of her hair at the back of her head, tilted her head up, and smashed his lips to hers. Just the simple contact was enough to make her body’s desire increase to the point she was practically already begging him for more. She heard him growl when she pressed her breasts against his chest.
Rowan twisted around and laid her on her back on the sofa. Morgan’s words came back at her.
“Wait.”
Rowan lifted his head. “What, Sweetheart?”
“I don’t want to make love on the sofa.”
He looked perplexed.
“Morgan implied that you guys had fucked on it,” she told him.
He got a hard glint in his eyes that would have scared her had she not known he’d never hurt her.
“We have never, and I mean never, taken a woman in this apartment. We were keeping it clean in hopes that we’d find our mate. Now that you’re here, your presence will fill every corner, and every shifter will know this is your home and respect it. I will have the alpha talk to Morgan. I won’t let her around you. No one will be able to upset you and get away with it.”
She exhaled and nodded. That made her feel better. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “Kiss me again.”
He chuckled. “Of course. It would be my pleasure.”
Rowan spent the next hour making love to her with his hands and mouth, and it wasn’t until later thatshe guessed both women would have heard them and maybe even smelled their arousal and cum. She should have been embarrassed, but instead, she was glad they were there. It would show them without words who the mate was.