Eliana POVI was sitting on the loveseat, staring out the window at the moonlight reflecting off of the ocean when I heard a knock on the interleading door to Luca’s room. It opened without me saying a word, Luca slipping quietly into the room. “You didn’t come down for dinner,” he said, his voice was harsh and I was a bit taken aback by it. “I wasn’t hungry,” I replied, equally coldly. He said nothing, just stared at me as I looked through the window. When he finally moved, he went to the fireplace and lit it, the warmth of the fire casting a golden glow throughout the room. The light caught Luca’s muscular chest and I had to turn away quickly as the memories of running my hands over those hard contours threatened to replay in my mind. That was a dangerous avenue to go down. “There is an interesting discovery I have made in the few hours since I marked you,” he said slowly, coming to stand behind me. “I can feel when your emotions are in turmoil.” His fingers ran up my shoulder
Eliana POV“Do you, Luca Eduardo Castello, take Eliana Marino as your mate, wife and Luna?” The ancient priest's voice quivered as he spoke in Italian, clinging to his cane as if it were his lifeline. “I do,” Luca's rich voice was only loud enough for the small group of people who had gathered to hear. The old man smiled a wrinkled grin as he nodded and winked at Luca, “you may now kiss the bride.” Luca grabbed me and dipped me low, startling me as I clutched his shoulders for support, his kiss claiming me in front of everyone. The story of our mating had quickly spread through the upper ranks of the pack, Nina and Giovani were probably the only ones who were not happy with the news though. Enzo and Valenti grinned broadly, Nico and his mate smiled and nodded at us when we walked past them to the main doors of the ballroom I hadn't even known had existed. Even the Doctor and a nurse had come up to the packhouse for our ceremony - bringing my brother who was weak but certainly more
Eliana POV“Honey, I'm home!” I called out as I opened the door to my Cambridge flat and dumped my bags on the floor. I was greeted by Cassie squealing as she launched herself at me and wrapped me in a gigantic hug. “Fucking finally!” She exclaimed, picking up a bag and carrying it with her as we made our way to our shared bedroom. “I'm so super sick of my own company!” She put my bag on my bed before she grabbed me again and squeezed me. “It's good to be back,” I agreed, collapsing on my bed. “And you can't tell me you haven't enjoyed having this place free to be a love den for you and the new loverboy.”She grabbed my pillow and hit me with it, laughing. “Marco isn't like that. He's such a gentleman, it's been such a great change from my usual type. His friends are complete and utter pricks, but he's such a sweetheart so even when he asks me to hang out with them, it's tolerable.” “So, when do I get to meet him?” She chewed on her bottom lip and shrugged her shoulders. “Dunno.
Eliana POV“Nathan… fuck. I haven't even thought to message him,” I started, reaching for my phone which was quickly slapped from my hand.“You can't do that over the phone! That's just… heartless!” Cassie retorted. “You've got to tell him in person.” Call me a coward, but that literally sounded like the worst thing ever.“Do I have to?” I asked Yvonne, praying she would be on my side and give me a “get out of it” card.No such luck. “Yes, I'd think hearing over a text that the girl I've been dating for the last few months has gone and mated someone else over the winter break would just be… bollocks.” I raised an eyebrow at her description but didn't comment on her lovely Welsh-swearing vocabulary. “Well what do you suggest I do then? Wait for him to take me out on a date and halfway through whip out the mark and go, ‘oh, this happened while I was away!’ I'm sure that would be worse.”“So, make it a casual get together… like invite him over for pizza with all of us girls. It won't
Eliana POVCassie and I watched with a giddy feeling as Nathan pulled Yvonne into his arms and kissed her like there was no tomorrow. “You're my mate!” Yvonne squeaked when they finally pulled away from each other. She turned to us, pointing to Nathan as she repeated herself. “He's my mate!” I suddenly felt extremely awkward at the thought that mere moments ago, Nathan was kissing me - and yet he was actually meant for my friend. “Umm… we're going to go somewhere to get to know each other,” Yvonne said shyly. “Of course!” Cassie and I said simultaneously, grabbing our friend and squeezing her in a big hug between us. “We're so excited for you!”I pulled myself from the “Yvonne sandwich” and hugged Nathan. “I'm glad it all worked out,” I told him honestly. “I was scared that me finding my mate would ruin our friendship, but now I see that it's just made it stronger.” He grinned stupidly at me before he walked over to the kitchen table, picked up a box of pizza and took Yvonne's
Luca POVI hated England. Always have, always will. The weather which seems to constantly be raining, the fish and chips shops on every corner, and the women and their weird dress sense - I mean, who their right mind wears miniskirts so tiny passers by can see their butt cheeks when it's fucking snowing! But of all the things that I hated about England, what I hated the most, was their tiny houses which perched right next to each other. One sneeze and your entire neighbourhood shouts back “bless you.”Yes. I really, really hated England. Unfortunately for me, England is where Eliana needed to be because of her studies, so it looked like for the next six months, England is where I would be too. I hadn't managed to convince her to spend the night with me last night, but at least I got a goodnight kiss… and then a little bit extra. Having a mate was proving to be more beneficial than I had thought. At least I didn't have to have an excuse every time we fell asleep in the same bed - and
Eliana POV “Do you think we will ever see Yvonne again?” Cassie asked as she sat on the dryer at the laundromat. The weather had been dismal for a week, and even though we'd said we would do our laundry on schedule, neither of us wanted to have to drag the bags of dirty clothes and linen half way across campus to the nearest laundromat. As a result, I was a day away from having to turn my underwear inside out and reusing them. Yep, gross. So, we plucked up the courage, pulled on our heavy coats, and made the snow covered walk to cleanliness. “I think she's being held hostage in a pile of blankets,” I replied, blowing on the cup of rather gross coffee from the coffee machine in the corner of the room. “Yeah, I guess great timing for them. This snowstorm has created the perfect lecture-free environment for canoodling,” Cassie sighed enviously. “Two things,” I held up two fingers. “One, just because you refuse to acknowledge the online lectures doesn't mean that we are experienci
Eliana POVCassie leapt for the door, pulling it open with a gigantic smile on her face. “Marco!” she squealed and launched herself at him. So much for self restraint…Marco wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her off of the floor, kissing her as he stepped into the apartment. I won't lie… it felt like I was intruding and that I should make a quick exit. But no, I was meant to be meeting the guy so I purposefully made a noise, picking up the coffee mug which still needed to be washed and setting it down in the sink rather loudly. I'm not sure who broke the kiss (probably Marco), but my plan worked. “Ah, you must be Elle,” the rather devastatingly handsome man said to me, holding out his hand to shake mine. “I've heard so much about you from Cassie, all good things I promise.”I shook his hand, “I've heard good things about you too.” Cassie smiled and slipped her arm through his, “I knew you two would get along. Didn't I tell you, Marco?”He laughed, a naturally melodic s