Peri’s low whistle had Cyn leaving the memory of Adam’s shocked face and bringing her back to the present.
“That was hot.” The high fae practically sang.
“I’ve been mated a long time.” Alina grinned. “And even I found that hot.”
Cyn was sure she was going to live with a permanent blush anytime she was around Peri or Alina from now on.
“Okay, so going back to the start of that encounter. It wasn’t a dark and stormy night?” Peri asked.
Cyn shook her head. “No. But it was fun to annoy you.”
Peri smirked. “I think I liked you better when you stuffed your emotions and your sarcasm into a box and only smiled when you were cutting down an enemy.”
“Yes.” Cyn sighed. “Those were the good old days.”
They were quiet for a few minutes, and though Cyn had no clue what the other two women were thinking about, all she could think about was Thalion—the man who had stolen her heart one piece at a time and now was demanding her soul.
“Well, since you two are so hot and heavy nowadays, we know that you must have continued to enjoy these little intimate encounters or you would have kicked him to the curb long ago. So now we want to hear all the yummy little details. All in the name of wanting to help you make a decision,of course.”
“Hmm, of course,” Cyn said dryly.
“But put the next little encounter on hold for a second. I’m hungry and thirsty.” And with that, Peri flashed.
Alina looked over at Cyn and gave a reassuring smile. “It’s okay to be confused. People think that finding their soul mate means the road to love is smooth. But the truth is, if it wasn’t difficult, if it didn’t require tears and anger, lust and passion, choice and sacrifice, it wouldn’t be worth it. The things worth keeping are the things we fight for, Cyn. None of the relationships you have witnessed in our pack came without sacrifice and pain. Each of them, Vasile and I included, had to fight for the love we now enjoy. Tears have fallen, heartbreak has happened, unspeakable joy has been given, and even blood has been shed, all in the name of uniting the soul mates destined for one another. Our wolves have only one true mate, one special person for whom they are destined, and they still have to fight for that relationship.” She paused and Cyn found herself leaning forward, captivated by the passion and truth that the Alpha female was sharing.
“And once joined, the fight doesn’t suddenly go away. There are new battles to face. Frustrations that come with living in such intimate proximity begin to surface. Jealousy seeps its way through the small cracks of doubt and insecurities that each of us struggles with. The daily work of a relationship begins to weigh on our shoulders and, if we aren’t careful, can cause a rift between mated pairs. That rift can quickly turn into a chasm. With all of that said, sweet Cyn, it is more than worth it. Every touch, every kiss, every kind act or whispered word of passion that he has only for you helps to mend the injuries that get inflicted by all the difficulties we face. Don’t let your fears steal those things from you.”
Peri reappeared at that moment holding three bottles of some sort of fruity liquor and a big bag of chips. “What’d I miss?” She looked back and forth between Cyn and Alina, her head whipping around as though she was following a tennis match.
“Alina was just doing what she does best,” Cyn said with a smile as she reached to help relieve Peri of some of her alcoholic burden.
“She was giving you some of that deep, relationship mumbo jumbo that makes you suddenly want to jump your man’s bones, wasn’t she?” Peri said raising a brow at Alina.
Cyn laughed. “Something like that.”
“Well, cool your jets. You haven’t told us about the rest of you and Hottie Mcprince’s angsty-ship.”
“Angsty ship?” Cyn questioned. “Who are you?”
“What?” Peri scoffed. “It’s those freaking trouble triplets. They’re always saying things I don’t understand so I make them explain it. Then I hear them saying it constantly and then bam, I’m saying it. It’s like I’m their own personal sadistic parrot.Peri want a cracker?” She opened her drink and the chips. As she pulled out one and started munching, she waved for Cyn to continue. “What happened next?”
Cyn smirked. “It was a dark and stormy night.”
Peri fisted her hands as she lifted her arms and threw her head back as she yelled, “Seriously! Come on!”
Chapter 8
“I haven’t seen her in a year. The emptiness that has consumed me makes me weary. If I had any doubts before, I do no longer. I know now I cannot exist without her.”
~ Thalion
“You finally got your taste,” Reeve said as Thalion finished telling him of the third encounter he had with Cyn. “How were you able to let her leave after having dipped into her well and realizing that it was the only water that would quench your thirst?”
“Cyn will have to come to me of her own free will. There will be no forcing her or demanding. She’s fiercely independent, loyal, not only to her own people, but to the other supernaturals as well. She’s so loyal that she won’t even consider her own needs.” Thalion both admired those traits and loathed them. They were traits that made her who she was, but they were also the very traits keeping her from him.
“What did you do after she flashed from your presence?” Reeve asked.
Thalion furrowed his brow. “I did anything I could to keep from chasing her.”
