Sister Chat (Silva): Maybe her hands were busy *wink*
Sister Chat (Guiles): Ew!
Sister Chat (Kalinda): Mine were too, actually. But bitches before clenches.
Sister Chat (Guiles): Girls before swirls.
Sister Chat (Zoey): Women before dippin’
Sister Chat (Silva): Sisters before Misters #keepitgoing
They had all lost their minds, but Fabiana was lucky to have them and be counted as one of theirs. When she slipped into “scientist mode”—Silva’s term—they didn’t ignore her or look at her as if she were crazy. Every one of them had forgiven her past and accepted her for exactly who she was. She didn’t know how much she needed them until this moment.
Sister Chat (Fab): He killed Cole, Harold, and Vince.
Sister Chat (Guiles): Pasquale told me he was taking them. Why?
Sister Chat (Fab): They … hurt me. Before, when we were still under Primo.
Sister Chat (Silva): How bad? Tell me he tore them to fucking pieces.
Sister Chat (Kalinda): Or I will.
Sister Chat (Silva): That’s why you’re my BFF.
Sister Chat (Fab): They didn’t go easy. He loved it, just like Primo.
Sister Chat (Zoey): Sis, I love you, but that’s not a bad thing. Dominic would have too.
Sister Chat (Kalinda): Romano would have had a field day, laughing all the way. #jinglebells
Sister Chat (Guiles): Primo was a douche, but the ladies are right. Any mate would enjoy it.
But you’re missing a big point. They would enjoy hurting those that hurt
their mates, not the act of doling out that pain.
Sister Chat (Fab): Is there a difference?
Sister Chat (Zoey): Big.
Sister Chat (Guiles): Let me ask you this, if someone hurt Adonis, ripped his soul, would you
seek revenge?
I’d break them into tiny pieces and they’d never be stitched back together.
Fabiana gasped at her mental response.
Sister Chat (Guiles): Your silence is good enough. Don’t rush this, Fab. Give yourself a chance.
Night. Call off the attack party. And, Fab? Welcome to mate life.
They were crazy. Was this part of being a mate? She couldn’t deny her visceral reaction to the thought of Adonis being hurt. But she’d never thought about it the way Giules did. Zoey, Kalinda, and Giules had men they loved with everything in them. Fabiana and Adonis were not at that place. Mating was hard and fast, an instant recognizing of the other, but it didn’t equate to love all the time.
There were plenty of wolves who simply lived together, right?
Love was nothing more than a chemical reaction in the brain not much different than eating chocolate or exercising. After the physical need wore off in the newness of mating, what would she and Adonis be left with?
