MARIE
When Mylo got back to Timber it was a welcomed surprise.
I wasn’t sure what Mylo was going to do with the information I gave him on the vision I had, but I think he made the right call. The pack needs him and if he won’t come across his mate for another few months, it’s better spent here.
Alderic said he would make his rounds through the pack, spreading his scent for everyone to recognize before he ventured back to his addition on the main house. I'm sure as much as he also missed the pack, that they would be overwhelming for him right now.
Things were already changing and he hadn’t been back for more than a few hours. I overheard Marek saying that priority was now being placed on making Timber safe so that when he did find his mate, it would be read
MARIE This worked for my mom, it should work for me... right? Who am I kidding, I’ve been in Eclipse for almost a month and haven’t made any progress. Rhoda is trying different things, slowly, and I’ve been told to have patience more times than I could count, but she doesn’t understand what it’s like to be at the mercy of what little powers I have. Completely helpless when it comes to trying to control them, and she was very upfront with telling me she can’t guarantee anything will work because she’s never had ‘premonition’ powers. My mom seems like she has a little of everything, except what my gifts are. She has a version of it, but they only come to her when they include us, when she's involved somehow. She tells me all the time that I’m special because of the kind of gift I have, but it only feels isolating.
MATO When Marie called me to pick her up in Eclipse she refused to tell me what for, but it sounded important so I agreed. I even brought Tayo and an additional vehicle with me like she asked, which meant Ainsley tagged along, but when I pulled up to see that asshole I started to question what exactly we were doing here. He didn’t even react when I got out of the car, acting too interested in the conversation he was having with Marie, even though I know he noticed us pulling in. Casual as fuck, standing there and running his hands through his pale hair before he gave her this grin that was puke worthy, clearly his signature panty-dropping face, well not today. Not fucking today. I swear to Goddess if anything happened between them while she was here I’d come back and break a few things, and by things I mean bones, until he learned his place.
Marie I watched Mato’s mate back away from him as she tried to get him to realize that she couldn’t leave here. I knew why, but Mato didn’t. She stumbled over the chair leg and he caught her arm before she could fall, but he was being rough with her as he battled with himself. Mylo and him never wanted to be the cold tyrant that dad was, and even though their mate bond hadn’t fully clicked yet, I could see the agony in his face over the thought of leaving her. He wouldn’t be able to walk away from her now, he would want to be with her and protect her at all costs, even if she didn’t want him to. “She has a sick mother, Mato,” I stated, hoping to break through to him as I laid my hand cautiously on his arm that held onto Jazmin. He let go of his mate and turned around to study me for a moment.
MYLOMy Angel. It was like her eyes were looking directly into my soul and I needed to see the vision again and again to believe it. The vision itself didn't give her location away, but my mother's eye for detail figured it out.Finding my mate's location was now dependent on a planter.My father was on the council, a council that had another member whose mate was half-Fae. My mother had become friends with her back when we were young, and she took her to several villages as she explained Fae culture to her.Some of the Earth Fae she met showed her pots and planting beds they’d created, endowed with their magic to help their produce grow a bit faster, but each of them was unique in some way. There were several of them behind Dahlia in the vision, one of w
MYLOFour or five women hurried past me as I approached Dahlia. I tried not to get lost in her mouth-watering scent or how she truly looked like an Angel sent just for me. I needed to keep my head this time, I needed to win her over.“Don’t say anything yet,” I started, I had imagined this moment so many times, I’d planned out what I would say, and yet right now, my mind was a complete blank, “let me-”The sound of a baby crying took me off guard. Dahlia’s face flashed a moment of worry as she tried to scan my reaction, her sea-coloured eyes hesitating to rip her vision from me. I would have assumed it was hard for her to look away because I was her mate, but there was something else in her eyes, a concern for her safety, for the baby’s, her baby.
MARIE Azar had led us to the greenhouse, but he wouldn’t have needed to, Mylo was locked into where he was going like a scent dog on a mission. He’s always been determined in general but trying to find his mate, for months, has even him reaching new levels of relentlessness. Watching Mato and now Mylo is why I’ll avoid having a mate at all costs. They don’t know how to give people space, to allow people to develop their own feelings and their own need for each other. Their mates don’t know them from a frog in the forest, it’s not like they grew up in the same packs, hell both these girls haven’t even grown up in packs, and my brothers are just inserting themselves into their lives, essentially forcing a relationship where there is none. I wasn’t much for television, but something could be said for human relationsh
MARIE Mylo gently stroked down the baby’s forehead to the tip of her nose and as cute as I thought this moment was, an audible squeak sounded behind me. Dahlia was biting her bottom lip and clutching a shirt to her chest, her face flushing a bit as she caught me watching her reaction before she shook her head a bit and turned to start packing more things. I’m sure the baby complicates things, but it seemed like Dahlia was just as enthralled with Mylo as he was with her. I helped her pack most of her clothing and anything she needed for the baby before she cursed under her breath. “The bassinet is still at the greenhouse, I’ll go grab it,” Dahlia started towards the door. “No,” Mylo looked up at her, “we will have one brought to the house when we get there.”
MYLOThe house was just how Marie described it sitting within the trees, practically squished by them, with a thick layer of frost hanging onto the branches. I never would have found this on my own, I owed Marie a lot, and even more since we’ve arrived. She’s somehow helped bridge things between Dahlia and me, even now as she’s dropping the baby in my arms.We were too wrapped up in our mate's presence that there wasn't time yet to process how I felt about the fact that there was now a baby involved, let alone time for me to gauge how Kai was reacting. As Marie lowered her into my arms I was skeptical of how a baby that’s not ours was going to go over with him, but she seemed solid in her assumption that holding her would settle out Kai, and she was correct.I could feel the effects of Kai's relaxation ripple through me as th