Chapter 3 #2
I was no fool. I knew what we were feeling.
She was ours. Without a doubt, she was our mate.
My bear wanted to leap out these bushes and fuck her against a tree until she begged us to claim her.
He was on edge from losing Bellum before we got to mark her.
He didn’t care about all the details. He just knew she was our mate, and he wanted her to wear our mark before the sunset.
My human was just as eager but needed answers.
How did we have another fated mate when we held our mate in our arms as she died?
There was no way possible for us to have another fated mate.
It was unheard of. Sure, some shifters would be with others after their mates passed, but it wasn’t the same.
The undying love wasn’t there, nor was the intense need to be in or around them.
From my understanding, the sex wasn’t as good either.
However, this female we were following was ours.
Yet we couldn’t understand why. Did Bellum fake her death to escape us?
Did she not want to be mated? Was she with another?
No, I would have been able to smell another shifter’s scent mixed with hers.
Maybe she couldn’t remember anything from the impact of her neck being snapped.
No, having your neck snapped was one of the few ways to kill a shifter.
The way Bellum’s neck was twisted, there was no way she survived that.
Then who the hell was this female we were following?
The longer we followed her, the more her scent enticed us.
While watching the natural sway of her meaty hips as she walked and seeing her ass jiggle with each step, saliva filled our mouth as her scent filled our nose.
We wanted nothing more than to devour her sweet pussy right now, to hear her sweet voice call our name while she begged us to free her until she released her sweet juices in our mouth.
A growl left my mouth louder than I expected, causing our mate to whip around.
She couldn’t see me. I blended in with the forest too well.
Fate gifted my family’s bloodline with the ability to blend in anywhere we went.
Our fur was jet black, but in the eyes of humans and shifters, it appeared to blend into whatever environment we were in.
Fate blessed us with a natural camouflage that even the chameleon shifters envied.
When she whipped around, her skirt moved up, giving me a glimpse of her bare round ass.
Jealousy filled our bodies. Why would our mate wear a skirt this short?
I shouldn’t have been surprised since Bellum had always dressed promiscuously, something else we bumped heads about.
Bellum didn’t understand the provocative clothes she wore made my bear and human more territorial over her.
It put us on edge because we were constantly looking to see if other male shifters were looking at her.
My bear was always filled with agitation when we went places with Bellum, not the usual pride a fated mate should have had when they were with their mate.
Whether this was Bellum or another mate fate had given us, things were going to be different.
Walking around half naked wasn’t going to happen again.
This time around, Bellum or our mate was going to submit to us.
She was going to be different. I refused to lose my mate again, and if that meant I had to give into my possessive nature, then so be it.
We followed her to the edge of Hollow Valley’s city center.
Aggravation filled my veins because I didn’t have clothes so I could shift back into my human form.
I mean, I could go into town naked, but the humans would probably act like they’d never seen a naked shifter before.
It was actually annoying how sensitive humans were to natural things such as being naked.
Shifters didn’t care about being naked around each other.
We treated it as if we were fully clothed, but humans made everything perverse.
I had to stay in the forest to wait for our mate to return on her trip home.
We were tempted to go back to her cabin to wait on her just to be able to inhale her scent.
It was an intoxicating smell that my bear and human both loved.
Fucking humans… I groaned, annoyed because I couldn’t follow her.
“I never took you as a quitter,” a snarky voice came from behind me.
Turning around, I looked into the eyes of a short woman. She was maybe four-foot-nine inches, too tall to be a fairy or a pixie but not tall enough to be a shifter. Yet you could feel the power rolling off her body.
“I’ve never been a quitter,” I mindspoke, figuring the power radiating off her meant she would be able to hear me.
“I can’t tell,” she smartly said with a hand on her hip.
I noticed she was floating, her feet inches from the ground.
“Your mate is in there. She’s completely open to all those horny single shifters in town.
It would be a shame if another shifter got her first,” she smartly replied before floating over to me with a condescending expression on her face.
“I mean, you saw what happened the last time you gave her too much space.”
“I don’t have clothes,” I stated the obvious.
“You do now.” She snapped her fingers, and a pair of black sweats were in her hands. “What’s your excuse now?”
Allowing my human to take over my form, I shifted back. Standing to my full height, I looked down at the tiny female. She looked even smaller now that I was in my human form.
“I don’t need any excuse. I’m going to get my mate,” I grunted before snatching the pants from her hand.
She let out a breath of air while frowning up at me. “You remind me of the foolish brother, and I don’t like him. Bear, don’t get on my bad side. I don’t need another headache.”
“Hopefully, we won’t run into each other again. Thank you for the pants.”
“Unfortunately for us both, we’ll be seeing a lot of each other. Go get your mate, Bear. We may have gotten rid of some of her ways, but a lot of them are still there.”
“What the hell does that mean?”
I turned around to ask the tiny woman, only to see no one behind me. Had I not had these pants, I would have thought I was imagining things. I didn’t even care to understand who or what that female was. I just wanted to find my mate and bring her home.
Sniffing the air, I found her scent and headed in the direction her scent was the strongest. I prayed that Fate would make this easy for us, but I doubted it. Fate loved making shit difficult for us.