Shit, how am I supposed to answer that question? The look on Jordan’s face just told me I’m fucked if I don’t answer that question properly.
Duncan went to respond but Jordan got off the bed and picked up the bag that he packed earlier. “I like you, Duncan, I really do. I’m still having a hard time believing this whole we…lykosian thing. I need time to think about this. And I think you need to think about this as well. Because honestly, I don’t want to be someone’s consolation prize because they don’t want to die for rejecting someone they didn’t want in the first place.”
Jordan walked out the door and before he could get too far, Duncan got off his ass and chased after him. “Wait, shit, that came out wrong.”
Jordan whirled around to face him. “Ya think?”
Duncan walked closer to him and took the bag from his hands. Jordan did not argue, and he crossed his arms, giving him the “you better make this good” expression. So, no different from dating a woman. “Look, I’m going to admit it. This is all new to me. I’ve dated women for little over one hundred years. Hell, I wasn’t even looking for a mate and when you came into my life and I started noticing the signs, I ignored them. Fuck, I even tried going out on a date with a woman and you saw how that turned out. I couldn’t ignore what I was feeling for you any longer.”
“Wait, did you just say you’re over one hundred years old?”
That was all he got from me pouring my heart out! “Ah, yeah, I’m pretty old in human terms,” Duncan answered.
“This is all too much,” Jordan mumbled and covered his face with the palms of his hands.Sometimes reality can be fucking scary.
Duncan took him by the shoulders and Jordan lifted his head and looked at him. “I know this is going to take some time for you to adjust to everything. But don’t leave, stay and let's work it out together. You must have a billion questions, and I want to answer all of them. We have the house to ourselves. Maddison and Benjamin are spending another night at their friend’s house.”
Shit, I completely forgot about Maddison and Benjamin.
Jordan shrugged out of Duncan’s hold and started to back away. “I hear you, I really do.” He stopped at the top of the steps. “But I really need some time to process all of this. Look at it from my point of view, finding out that things that go bump in the night are real, even if it’s been a—” He was about to reveal something, but stopped himself; the situation was already crazy as is. “I need to go for a walk and clear my head; I promise I’ll be back. I just need to clear my head and figure out if this is reality or some dream I want to come true because I want you so much.”
Duncan sighed, pursing his lips. He rested his hands on his hips, staring down at him. “Fine, if that’s what you need right now, then I have no right to stop you.”
Jordan could tell that although he said it, Duncan didn’t mean it. He wanted Jordan to stay and talk it out, but he couldn’t do that, he wasn’t ready, not yet anyway.Jordan walked down the stairs, and that time, Duncan didn’t try to stop him. He paused at the door with his hand on the knob; he looked over his shoulder and up the stairs. Duncan was standing at the banister staring down at him. Before he could change his mind, Jordan opened the door and walked outside. He wasn’t sure exactly where he was going. Duncan told him everyone that lived in the town was a werewolf except for the tourists.
That meant the twins, Blayze, and possibly anyone else he’d encountered over the past few months. He didn’t know who he could talk to about this and not sound as if he had completely lost his ever-loving mind. Jordan sighed, thinking of the sad expression on Duncan’s face when he walked out of the house. It was as if he lost his best friend or something.
This whole thing is fucking crazy. Or am I simply overreacting? I have always wanted someone to love me for who I am, and now I have. But I don’t want Duncan to love me because I’m his mate.
“He’s not even gay for crying out loud.”
“Who’s not gay?”
“Shit!” Jordan yelled in surprise. He looked to his left to see Blayze standing beside him. Jordan had no idea when he stopped walking. It must have been his day off because he was wearing dress slacks and a blue button-down shirt paired with black blazer and a sharp navy blue tie, rather than his usual hospital scrubs. “What the hell, man, you scared the fuck out of me.”
“I didn’t mean to, but, to be fair, I called your name a few times.” Jordan gave him a skeptical look. “Now, tell me who exactly is not even gay?”
“Duncan,” Jordan said simply.
“What does him not being gay have to do with you?”
“Since he kissed me last night and today,” he whispered to Blayze.
Blayze’s eyes widened. “He kissed you!”
“Yes!” Jordan told him. “Then he told me something that shocked the shit out of me. It has me wondering if he’s the crazy one for saying it or me for actually listening to him.”
“Wh…what did he tell you?” Blayze stuttered.
Jordan turned and looked at the man walking beside him.He knows, he’s part of this whole thing.“It’s not important,” he said. “Forget I said anything.”
“Are you sure, I can help you work things out between you and the Al…I mean Duncan.”
Jordan heard the slip and continued to stare at Blayze. He was about to call Duncan something else. “He told me I was his mate,” he said, watching Blayze for his reaction.
“Shit, he finally told you? It’s been killing me holding what I know in.”
“That’s what I said, crazy right?” Jordan said as he started walking again. “Who the hell comes up with something so—” It was as if his brain was finally catching up with what Blayze just said. “What do you mean he finally told me? I figured you as a doctor would have told me what I just said was fucking bat shit crazy.”
