Nerezza’s Point of ViewHis room was pristine. Beautiful, even. Everything was doused in white. From the curtains hanging on the right side of the room to his bedsheets. Priamos smiled at me when I entered, fluffed the pillow one last time before standing straight. He gave me a once over. Made sure that I wasn’t going to bolt. I had nowhere to go and as much as I hated relying on his kindness now, I wouldn’t just leave.
It felt nice to be in a temperature-controlled home. To know that no one can just walk in and hurt me. It was nice not having to fend for myself for a second. But my statement held within my heart. We couldn’t be close to each other all the time. Our wolves would go insane from frustration. The mating bond would kick in eventually, driving us to mate before I was ready. Before we knew each other.
“I assume your favorite color is white.” I mused and leaned against the rails. Priamos looked around the room and blushed deeply.
“No. Mine is blue. Like the sky at midday or the ocean on a stormy one.” He confessed. I smiled and let my arms fall to my sides. The push and pull between us were undeniable. The feeling of love that came with looking at him, was overwhelming. I broke eye contact first.
Clearing my throat after a pregnant pause, I leveled my gaze on his bed. “Then where did all the white come from?” I asked and walked to the bed. Sitting down, I nearly sunk in completely.
“My mother loved the color. Thought it was pure. So, being in construction and surrounded by dirt all day, I wanted my home to reflect cleanliness as well.” He admitted.
“It must be a bitch to clean.” I joked. Priamos chuckled and sat down at the opposite end beside me. I lifted my eyes to his. Took in that warm brown of his. Lost myself in his essence. That calming effect he had on me lingered close. I smiled.
“It is, but my housekeeper manages. She comes in twice a week, so you never have to worry about dishes and such.” Priamos informed me. I lifted a brow but remained silent. “Well, I am going to leave you to it. The sun is almost behind the horizon and I can only assume you haven’t slept well in a long time. Take a nap. I’ll wake you when the food is ready.”
“Thank you,” I whispered and scooted to the top of the bed. Priamos smiled, his canines long and sharp. He was battling his wolf. As was I.
Awkwardly, he stood and nodded toward me. “Have a nice nap, then.” He murmured and trudged down the stairs.
I waited for a second longer before climbing beneath the sheets. They were soft against my exposed legs. Cool. Soothing. When had been the last time I felt like this? Almost like I could be at home. I wiggled deeper under the blanket and closed my eyes. Darkness found me soon enough. After being alone so long, I was exhausted from staying awake at night.
I don’t know how much time had passed. How long I had slept. There was a presence beside me. Warm and safe. Cuddling into it, I let my eyes open lazily. My body was well-rested. My soul was somehow lighter. I cuddled in deeper and heard a groan beside me. My eyes opened fully.
For a second, I had no idea where I was. Who was beside me. Everything slammed into me all at once when my wolf howled to take him. To mate with him. Become one in the most intimate ways. I yelped loudly and threw myself away from him. Nearly rolled off the other side of his bed when a hand shot out.
Priamos caught me. Rolled me back towards him. Those brown eyes of his glared at me fiercely and I bit back my scream. To yell at him. Berate him for getting into the bed beside me. I Ripped from his grasp, keeping the glare on my face. Priamos rolled his eyes and sat up.
“You were having a nightmare right after I finished dinner. I didn’t know what to do, so I climbed into the bed, hoping you would calm down. You did.” He smirked at the last part and I tugged the blanket to just beneath my chin. A hand reached towards me, pushing a strand of hair out of my face. I swatted the hand away. Priamos chuckled.
“You are a fickle one, aren’t you?” He mused. I rolled my eyes and tried to climb out of the bed.
“Let’s go eat then,” I grumbled. Just as my foot hit the tiles, Priamos grabbed my wrist. Pulled me back. I crashed into his hard chest. Let go of my small gasp. Sparks took me hostage. Danced up and down my spine as if they were at a party. Warmth wrapped around me.
Priamos lowered his mouth to my ear. “You aren’t going anywhere,” He whispered. His hot breath ignited a dangerous part inside my body. Goosebumps broke out across my skin. “I have waited too long for this. For you. I know you can feel it as well.” I arched my back into him, my body reacting on its own. The feeling of those calloused hands stroking up my arm was enough to bring me over the edge.
“I’m a virgin.” I rushed out. The hand on my arm stopped for a second. Priamos pulled back his lips and I felt the tension cord in the arm around me. He had let go of my wrist. I could bolt if I wanted to. But my wild side was overriding my logic. Clouding it.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to press.” He said and stirred behind me. I turned my head to look at him. Take in every inch of his face.
“You are my mate. I can’t believe I found you.” I whispered, butterflies swirling in my stomach. Priamos lifted a hand to my cheek. Stroked my skin softly. I leaned into his touch. Savored it.
Giving in to his this once wouldn’t hurt me. Having him this time would put the rest of my hormones in their place. “You are the most beautiful creature I had ever seen.” He whispered back. His thumb stopped at my lips. Swiped over it once. The goosebumps grew larger. More prominent.
“Once. I will allow this once. No mating. No marking. Have me as you please, this once. After that, we can build on this. Get to know the most intimate parts of each other.” I whispered. Something lit up in Priamos’ eyes. Dark and light at the same time.
He leaned in and kissed me gently. Our lips moved together. But the urge inside me grew. Blew me up until I was on top of him. Cradled him and drew him closer. With impatient fingers, I dragged his shirt over his head. Kissed him from ear to collarbone. Priamos groaned beneath me, tugging his shirt over my head as well.
For a moment, we parted. Looked at each other with what I could only describe as unrelenting desire. We closed the gap. And I knew my virginity would be fucked moments later. But it was him. My mate. The man I would love for the rest of my life.
What could go wrong?
Nerezza’s Point of View Two months later. I had become spoiled. Had my own cupboard filled with clothes he bought me. Received breakfast in bed every morning before he went off to work. Watched movies the entire day away. Sometimes I read, other times I played on the piano he had bought me on our one-month anniversary. We were dating. Not mated. Our sex life had also been stalled until further notice. Not once has he pressured me to please him. He also never came home with another female’s scent on him. My father would have been overjoyed to see me now. To see how well Priamos treated me. Every day was a new adventure together. We had yet to speak of my parents. Or his old pack. Those were the only topics we avoided. The love we shared grew stronger each day. Made me realize the prospects lif
Nerezza's Point of ViewThe silence in the car was stifling. Priamos looked everywhere but at me. Admired the new building coming along on the main road. Stared at the luxury cars passing by us. Everywhere but at my eyes. Or my stomach, which I now cradled with my hands.I had mixed feelings about what was growing inside of me. The life that was sure to start if I wished it. I had never imagined an abortion until now. Thought women were mad for letting go of the life inside of them. Now, I understood their decisions. I couldn't care for myself, much less a baby as well.Priamos seemed to think the same, from the lack of words from him. How could he not? We barely knew each other. Had just gotten to a comfortable point by calling each other pet names. It was a work in progress and a baby would complicate things too much.We stopped in front of our apartment complex. Staring up to the third floor, I couldn't imagine bringing
Nerezza's Point of View3 Months LaterPriamos had been right and my wishes had been dashed. The baby I had been carrying for five months now had turned out a boy. Just like his father, he was already strong-willed and hated almost any food I consumed. Made me throw up morning, noon, and night. Women had always complained about morning sickness but what they failed to tell you about was that it happened any time of the day.I had lost nearly twenty kilograms just from throwing up. From barely being able to eat anything. Priamos had become a brooding mother hen who refused that I do anything. For fear of the baby, of course. But it was irritating being confined to one space all the time.The outside world carried on as if nothing was missing. Because nothing was. I had never been part of the world around me, hence, the world did not realize my absence.At least our shopping trip with Fa
Nerezza's Point of ViewAll of the things we had bought barely fit into the back of Priamos' car. From the look of it, I never expected the coupe to have much of a boot anyway. But Farren had insisted that Conan got as much as possible. Toys and clothes. Baby furniture took up most of the space. At one point, Priamos had to put a stop to her buying. Cut her off, as she had said with a sheepish smile.I never minded that she went all out. That Conan would have a lot more than I ever dared have. He would also have the life I had always dreamed about. Which was the best possible outcome. My parents would have loved to see their grandbaby. The love of their lives. But I still mourned them from time to time. Cursed the drunk driver who had slammed into them.If it hadn't been for a drunk man's poor decision, they would have most likely gotten to know their new grandson. Even if it was through my stomach. But in hindsight, maybe then I would
Priamos' Point of View This was what true fear felt like. The thrumming of my heart climbing out of my chest. Blood raced from place to place in hopes of getting enough oxygen to my brain so that I could fight or flee. Neither applied at this moment. Not when Nerezza had something to do about it. Nerezza had stopped me from murdering a man today but at what cost? Her pleading voice had brought me back to my senses. Showed me the crowd gathered around me. She was clutching her stomach for dear life one moment and the next she collapsed. People went into a frenzy. Ambulance sirens weren't far off but they felt an eternity away. The baby inside her was all I had. The baby and my mate. And some jackass had driven into us. Skipped a red light and rammed Nerezza's side of the car. I couldn't help but pummel him. Grind him into a fine powder and scatter his ashes on the fucking wind. But she came first. I shoved the people away from
Nerezza's Point of ViewPriamos' apartment smelled like home somehow. As if I hadn't been home for years and the comforting embrace of his woodsy smell would just soothe my soul. Every ache in my body ceased to be the moment I stepped through those doors.The sight of his apartment in some disarray also warmed my heart. He had been struggling to sleep. Eat. Cope in general, or so Farren had told me numerous times over the phone. His apartment was evident of that. Showed me that he had noticed the lack of my presence. Which made me smile.Priamos was lugging up my two weeks' worth of dirty laundry and by the time he had entered, I was already sprawled out on the couch. With a smile tugging his lips, he set down my bags and walked toward me. The curtains were drawn but I could still see him in the dim light."Making yourself at home already, I see," Priamos murmured and I sat up. I nodded with a smile."No place
Nerezza's Point of View4 Months LaterThe nerves were starting to kick in now. My body was preparing me to deliver this child. To have my baby boy in my arms for the first time. The prospect was daunting but welcomed. Priamos took it the worst. His persistent hounding had grown far more irritating than I had first thought it possible.The sun was barely at the edge of the horizon. Bags were packed and ready to go. But Priamos wasn't. He rushed into every part of the house. Double checked the things we had bought for Conan. Made sure that the bottles were pre-washed and waiting in the cupboard. Milk powder was on standby, just in case my wilk refused to fully set in. Cribs and cots. Playpens and play pals. He checked it all. Locked the windows securely and tucked away any sharp objects.Conan wouldn't walk for another year but he made sure the floor was safe, regardless.He was a ball of ene
Nerezza's Point of ViewThey placed me in a room by myself. I had this inkling it was due to something Priamos had said. Maybe not but I still had my suspicions. All the other women I had seen early that morning shared a room with someone else. Except for me. I had the only private suite on this floor. Knowing my mate and his overbearing nature the chances he had said something were high.Farren had told Priamos she would stop by later to come to meet her nephew. The girl was overjoyed at their family getting large. After what Priamos had told me about her father, I could understand why she was so excited. At a young age, she had been robbed of him. The man who was sworn to protect her. Instead, he beat her mother.What a cruel world this was indeed.Conan lay sleeping in my arms. The little boy had his first weigh-in right after he was born and the nurses noted how small he was. Priamos had stood watch the entire time. Kept his