We nodded down at Millan, who had fear written all over her face. “Your mate needs you more. We have this. Once it is safefor you to return, we will send for you.” That wasn’t a suggestion. It was a command. Our face was stoic and void of any emotion. If Hendrix wanted to challenge us on it, he could, but he’d lose.
Hendrix wanted to disagree with what we said. The reluctance was all over his face. His body language screamed with aggravation. Taking a look at his mate, Hendrix let out a hard sigh. “Fine, but where will we stay until all this is over? We can’t go home yet. Mateo would kill us both the minute we step back into Bear territory. We barely escaped the last attack.”
“I can talk to Cree abo?—”
“No need,” Alonzo cut us off. “They are more than welcome to stay here until it’s safe for them to return. There is more than enough room, and we can keep them safe here. There’s no way for anyone with darkness in their spirit to enter the Sanctuary. The flower will consume them as they sleep.”
“What does that mean?” Bellamy asked with wide eyes and a frown.
“You stayed in a house made of flowers before you got here?”
“Yes,” we answered for Bellamy.
“That wasn’t just a house. It was the House of Discernment. You have to stay there overnight before you can get to the gates of the Sanctuary of Life. If any darkness is detected in anyone as they sleep through the night, the house will consume whole the one who has darkness. Darkness can never get past the House of Discernment,” Alonzo informed us.
“If that’s the case, what are the guardian’s there for?” Bellamy quizzically asked.
“Pure intentions can have devastating outcomes as well. Many have wanted to find lost loved ones, although it goes against our rules. Not all reborn shifters remember their past life in a good light. Sometimes, they want to forget, and making them remember before they’re ready can have direconsequences. If Fate didn’t permit you to come, you aren’t welcomed.”
“Halo’s dad remembered her,” I stated the obvious, trying to make sense of everything Alonzo was telling us.
“Brice has wanted to find Halo since he was a small cub. He was a special case because Fate never took his memory. He might be a young shifter, but he has the mind of the shifters twice his age, which is why I made him my second in command, and once I become a guardian, Brice will take over as Alpha.”
“This is crazy. I never knew this stuff was this deep,” Hendrix said, and we agreed with him.
As shifters, we all knew about Fate, but all this other prophecy, darkness, evil and Tsar bullshit was new to us. Of course, we were aware there were beings who didn’t follow Fate, but we never thought it was to the extreme of them being dumb enough to try to kill Fate. Even saying that shit sounded as goofy as the ones trying the shit. Killing your creator didn’t even seem possible to any normal thinking shifter, Mage or any other being in our world. I guess when you were misguided, anything sounded feasible.
“Yes, it is crazy. To the average shifter, none of this would be possible. With Fate walking with us, we can do everything Fate gives us the power to do. Let’s not fret about the future. Let’s stay in the now. My pack has prepared a meal for us to eat, and we can all get more acquainted,” Alonzo said as he stood to his feet as a group of shifters began filing the room and sitting trays of various foods down on the table.
Our stomach began to growl instantly upon smelling the delicious food. The only thing that smelt better was Bellamy’s scent being mixed with our own. We couldn’t wait to see what they’d prepared for us so we could smash our food, then our mate.
We hadn’t had enough of Bellamy yet. We thought once we’d completed our mating bond, our desire for Bellamy would decrease a little. Wrong. If anything, it increased our desire for her even more. We’d been holding off as best as we could, but we weren’t sure how much longer that was going to last. Not with Bellamy wearing a silk floor-length skirt with a split that showed off her thick thighs whenever she walked and didn’t stop until it met her curvy hips.
Bellamy was perfection in our eyes. We loved everything about her like we’d known her our entire lives. Her goofy laugh even made our dick hard. When we thought Bellum was our fated mate, there was a nagging voice that always told us something wasn't right. We couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was. Bellum never fully satisfied us in the way that Bellamy did. From the first time we laid eyes on Bellamy, there wasn’t a doubt in our minds she was ours. We planned on keeping it this way forever.
Another good thing about Alonzo—or should I say his pack—was that they could cook their asses off. Normally, we preferred our meat fresh. We didn’t need all that seasoning and shit humans did to their meats. Some shifters liked their meat like that too. Personally, it didn’t make sense to us, but it was whatever floated their boats. We wanted our meat straight off whatever animal we hunted. Deer were our favorite meat, but cows were a close second. The steaks they made were some of the best food we’d ever had.
Over dinner, we got to know Alonzo and Riccah a little more. I could say I was worried for no reason, and my bear made sure to throw in an “I told you so.” Everyone was idly talking aboutdifferent stuff. Riccah was talking about her old home in the Water Lands. We had never been to or seen the Water Lands, but we heard of its beauty. Sadly, Riccah’s old mate tried to take her life. He thought he killed her and left her body in the forest by the Sanctuary of Life. One of the guardians found her and brought her in. After she healed, Fate freed her from her bond with her old mate, something we didn’t know was possible, and she mated with Alonzo when they fell in love with each other. Finding all this stuff out gave us a level of understanding we’d never known we were missing until now.
We were all ears on the stories until Bellamy excused herself to go to the bathroom. Our intrusive thoughts completely took over while watching Bellamy’s ass jiggle as she walked away from the table. That was all it took, and we found ourselves following behind her. She was so deep in her own little world that she didn’t notice us behind her. Bellamy cluelessly walked without a care in the world while we stalked her as our prey. The silk fabric molding to her fat ass had our canines elongating as we thought about sinking our teeth into her skin while we fucked the shit out of her. Licking our lips, we tried to find any trace of her sweet flavor left on our lips.
Bellamy walked in the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. Patiently, we waited outside the door, blocking her exit. It felt like an eternity waiting for her to come out. We were ready to knock down the door if she didn’t come out soon. We needed Bellamy. As we were losing our patience, the door swung open.
Bellamy looked scared to see us standing there. With her hand to her chest, she scolded us. “Kenzo! What the hell?! Say something next time, creep.” Bellamy lightly smacked my chest, and then she tried to move past me but frowned when she noticed I wasn’t budging.
“Excuse me.”
“You’re excused.” I smirked at Bellamy while licking my lips.
“Then move out my way,” Bellamy sassily said while putting her hand on her hip.
“How you know you aren’t in my way?” A sneaky grin crossed our lips as our hands found their way under Bellamy’s skirt to her bare ass, squeezing it lightly.
“Kenzo, stooopp,” Bellamy fake whined while pretending to try to put distance between us, but she really wasn’t moving anywhere.
“I don’t want to stop. You feel so fucking good to us, Bellamy.” Using our body, we pushed Bellamy back into the bathroom. “We thought once you wore our mark, we wouldn’t desire you as bad as we did, but we were wrong.” Staring Bellamy in her eyes, we smiled brightly as we smelled her arousal filling the room. “If anything, we want you more. We love smelling our scents mixed together and seeing you bounce all over our dick until you cover it with your milky essences.” We bent down and pressed our lips into Bellamy’s, and she eagerly accepted our kiss.
While we stood there kissing like two horny cubs, I lifted Bellamy off her feet, wrapping her legs around our waist and keeping her in place with our hold on her meaty ass cheeks. We stumbled around the bathroom, battling with our tongues until we bumped into the sink. Sitting Bellamy down and breaking our kiss, we immediately pulled down her silk tank top, revealing her Hershey-kissed nipples. Without hesitation, our lips locked around her nipples, alternating between sucking on each of them.
