Billionaire Alpha's 99 Deadly Games novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187

We headed out to my favorite overlook and watched the sun rise. A light snowfall had covered the ground throughout the night, but it only added to the magic for us.

Heading home, we didn’t bother to dress before falling exhausted into bed. As I started to drift off to sleep, I grabbed my phone, and shot a text to Kyle and Liam, letting them know I wouldn’t be in the office, then snuggled into my mate’s awaiting arms and fell fast asleep.

Patrick

Date night had certainly been a success. I had been shocked when Elise had told me she was ready to complete our mating. It had been nothing like I had imagined it would be, but I cannot think of one thing I would have changed about the night. From start to finish, everything was perfect.

I looked over at my beautiful mate asleep in the bed next to me. The need to protect and love her was overwhelming me. I thought the feelings would subside after the bites, but it seemed to escalate instead. I made a mental note to ask Kyle about it as I got up and made my way into the kitchen. I was famished and I knew my mate would be too when she awoke.

I pulled out bacon, eggs, toast, hash browns, and pancakes and started cooking. I wasn’t a great cook. Hell, I wasn’t even a good cook, but I could fix a fine breakfast. They didn’t have everything I’d like for a proper Irish breakfast, but this would certainly do nicely.

I knew the moment Elise woke. I didn’t quite know how to explain how I knew, I just knew. It was like I could feel her waking up. It was one of the earliest signs of a bond strengthening and it made me downright giddy in excitement to feel that connection to her.

“Oh my gosh, that smells amazing. I’m starving,” she said, entering the kitchen. I quickly noted she hadn’t bothered to dress. I suspected clothes were going to be optional around here unless company was expected. I knew I’d never tire of seeing my mate naked, so it was fine by me. I had tossed on a pair of gym shorts out of courtesy, without bothering with underwear. It was good to know I needn’t bother in the future.

She sat at the table, pulling her knees up to her chest and watching me, grateful for the cup of steaming hot coffee I set before her. I dished out our plates even knowing I put too much on hers,

and sat down next to her.

We dug in, and I was pleased with the moans of pleasure she gave over my meal. Who knew something as simple as providing a meal for her would please me so much? This whole mating thing

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was a heady experience.

After breakfast we showered quickly and dressed. I called Kyle to make sure he and Kelsey were home. I had taken to heart what Elise had said about telling him about the human faction watching us. I already knew there was nothing I would ever hide from my mate, so I did not expect him to keep this from his mate either. He invited us over for dinner. Looking at the clock, that was only an hour away. I didn’t tell him we had just woken and had breakfast. As my friend, I knew he’d understand. As Elise’s brother, I wasn’t even going there.

We drove over to Kyle’s in companionable silence. Before we even knocked on the door, Kelsey rushed us on the porch. She hugged Elise and took a deep sniff.

“Totally called it,” she yelled back into the house. We followed in where she poked her mate in the chest. “You owe me. I win.”

“Seriously? That was fast.” Looking at his sister with disappointment, he shook his head. “One date was all it took? Must have been some date.”

I couldn’t help it. I could not stop grinning and I even shook my head in hearty agreement until a sharp elbow connected with my ribcage.

“Do not encourage him,” she ordered.

“Yes, ma’am!” I said in my most American accent.

“So you’ve come to celebrate then?”

“Not exactly,” I told him. “Can we sit? I have some things that Elise and I feel you should know about.”

“This sounds serious.”

“It is,” she assured him.

We all sat down. “Is this something safe to talk about here?” Kyle asked hesitantly.

Elise and I looked at each other. “How many people would you expect to pass through here tonight?”

“Probably none.”