Page 96 of The Alpha and His Song: Volume One

I yelled, “Odette.” My mate didn’t answer so I ran to her bedroom. I found my mate laying on top of her covers. My eyes glazed over her exposed leg noting my mate was wearing my shirt. Fuck. Then I saw her face. Odette was so pale her eyes were almost bruised underneath.

I wrapped my arms around her, “Odette, you’re ok. I’m here now.” I didn’t get a response. I pinched her arm a little urgently saying her name, “Odette.” Finally, I growled a little and her eyes began to flutter. Channing was pacing in my mind until my mate finally opened her eyes.

Odette didn’t understand what was going on. I should’ve known better than to give her space. I should’ve been outside the damn place considering there’s some weird rogue running around that doesn’t smell like one; he also apparently likes my mate. Channing growled but settled when Odette snuggled into us to sleep.

My mate’s color was returning to her. Did Odette actually need me around? Is that what was happening to her? Wolves got weak if their mate’s left them. What if whatever Odette was felt a perceived rejection, like what happened in the gym, and this was the result.

I felt like complete shit for not thinking about that. I didn’t think my mate would be affected this way. I couldn’t help but fall asleep too. I woke up floating. What the hell? I started swimming for an island. I got out and shook myself. Obviously, I was dreaming.

A man chuckled, “Is it obvious?” I answered, “Yes, I’m with my mate not you.” The man smiled, “Yes, you are. I’m proud of this mating choice. You are perfect for my child. My other children are frustrated because they are trying and failing to find her.”

I growled, “She’s mine!” The god nodded, “I know that. I’ve sent her other side to her early to protect her as she needs it. You need to protect Odette. Dark forces are coming for her, Keaton Daniels. She’s not meant for the dark. Odette is a light, pure soul. I have a different dichotomy of children.” I had a clear purpose, the bad ones died. Easy. Channing would agree.

The god continued, “I have clear denotations of the good and bad ones. In our world both must exist. Odette is meant to be good, but the bad want to corrupt her.” They did not both need to exist. Any threats to my mate were dead.

I snorted, “That wouldn’t work.” The god tilted his head, “If they took her soul, they believe it would. That would reveal other things.” I snarled, “WHAT?! They can’t do that! Demons don’t do that unless the person agrees. The soul has to be willing!”

The god shrugged, “There are ways among my children. It’s old and was supposed to be for other things. That’s not really the point. My good children wouldn’t let the ritual be completed because it cannot be. They would come for her, but I worry they will be too late.”

“Because of that, and the danger Odette was constantly in, I sent her other side to her. I probably should’ve countless other times, but she was finally heading to you.” That sounded like he stopped her other side from coming to her sooner.

The god told me, “I used an interest from another Supernatural group in my children to bring her back to Tennessee, to you. You both have your past and issues to deal with. Might I suggest getting some bronze weapons.” He winked and waved his hand.

I woke up with a start. What the hell? I didn’t even get to ask who he was. I linked Channing, “Do you know him?” Channing huffed, “No.” I needed to get Clara to research bronze and who was affected by that. I didn’t know off the top of my head.

I linked Ken, “Can you order us some pizza? Katie needs food.” Ken replied, “Ordered.” He was fast. I gently stroked Odette’s cheek. She was still a little pale, but she didn’t have bruises under her eyes anymore. My mate opened her eyes and smiled. That smile made me weak in the knees.

Odette was everything to me, and I would never let her doubt that again. I was surprised when she kissed me, but I couldn’t resist her. I missed my mate as if a piece of my very soul had been missing while we were apart. Things quickly got heated.

A nagging voice of doubt was trying to creep in, but everything felt too good to stop. My mate’s marking spot was tempting me. Channing wanted to mark her, “Mate recognizes us.” I reasoned, “Odette has no idea what marking means. We can't do that without talking to her.” Channing huffed.

My mate was begging me to make her come. What kind of mate would I be if I refused? A bad one. That had to be right. I pushed all my doubts and insecurities away. She was soaking wet. My fingers slid in her easily.

My dick ached to be buried deep inside her. I was going for round two when Ken linked me, “You asked for pizza. So, this cockblock is really on you.” I snorted. Odette was talking about my turn. Well, not yet but hopefully one day.

My mate started asking if I was trying to kill her. I didn’t understand what she was talking about. Of course I wasn’t trying to kill her. I mean Lisa did often pass out after the tenth time. Channing snorted, “I don’t think, based on mate’s reaction, that’s a normal expectation.”

I preferred when Lisa passed out because I didn’t mind handling it myself. My ex would complain about stray hairs I’d missed manscaping and hated giving blow jobs. The reasons varied from I didn’t shave my balls well enough, or my dick tasted salty. It was better to handle things myself. Then it wasn’t in the report.

Odette was muttering about how her vibrator would die if she used it that much. What? I linked Clara, “I need a no judgment answer from you.” Clara replied, “Always.” I snorted, “Hold that thought. If I asked how many times it was customary for a girl to come before a guy, what would you say?”

Clara responded, “At least once. For humans, the girls at school say they rarely come from sex. Are you getting it on with your mate? Damn, my dude. You went from fighting to loving. I like it.” I asked dumbfounded, “Once? You’re saying once is customary? Not ten times?”

Clara snorted, “Keaton, ten times before you come once is crazy. The Warrior’s son that I go round after round with means just that. We both come and go again. Sometimes he makes me come three times before he does. It really just depends on whether it’s been a while for him or not. Since we’ve started our thing, not so much on the long wait time. Do I even want to know what Lisa did?”

My mouth felt dry. I replied, “I truly have no words, we can talk later.” Clara told me, “Alright, but try to not kill Katie by giving her orgasms. Ok? Crazy man. Ten to one is like heat crazed time type stuff. So, my advice is to bust a nut.” I would’ve laughed, but my mind was reeling.

Ken was amused by Odette’s ranting linking me, “Are you trying to kill her? Ten times? That’s intense. I’m with Katie here. On the other head, death by orgasm would be quite the way to go out.” He was joking but I was blinking rapidly.

Ken teased, “Don’t do that though. I’m also going to die laughing if I see Katie in the apartment gym now. Because I’ll know she’s working on flipping you over with her legs. You’ve already impressed her. Ten times is excessive, Keaton.” I linked, “Uh huh. Go away.”

Ken was laughing the whole way to the elevator. I think he thought it was a joke. They were all just casually shooting down everything I knew. Was I not bad at stuff? Was I ok? Channing said, “I’m pretty sure we are amazing.” Katie winked and told me I was better than she was at getting her off.

I stared at her astonished. My mate sashayed over to the counter with the pizza. I think I was going into shock. Every time anything sexual happened Lisa timed me. My ex had this goal of how quickly I had to get her off.

I never measured up, not once. If she passed out, that counted against me. Lisa told me she could always get there faster herself. Hell, my ex often told me she’d just do it herself because I was useless in bed.

Odette asked, “Are you ok, Key?” I shook myself, “Um, maybe.” My mate laughed and snarfed down two slices of pizza then handed me a plate. I took the pizza and ate it while thinking over the last five minutes.