Reborn Luna (Hope and Keith) novel Chapter 14

10. I’m her mate.–2

“You’re here to see mom?” Ben says curiously.

Emma’s his mother…great.

I guess that knocks my status theory out of the running.

Taking in his tall, board form and golden good look I reassess the male in front of me. With a mother from such a strong magical line and a father known for his viciousness, he may turn out to be more competition than I originally thought.

She doesn’t let him go when she turns to him and says, “I’ll see you in a few, Benny. I’m just going to take Alpha Keith to his room and then we can head out. You’re so sweet for planning

this date.”

Ben looks at Hope before giving her a small smile. “Anything for you.”

She finally releases him and barrels ahead, leading the way back to the main house without a glance back. If I didn’t know any better, I would think she could care less if I follow her or not.

Eating up the distance between us is a minor task. She is a sprite of a thing, 5’2 or 3 at most if I had to guess.

Compared to my 6’7 height it didn’t take long to take my place as her shadow.

“Do you think it’s fair to Ben for you to continue to date him without telling him who I am?”

“I don’t see why that matters,” she tossed back over her shoulder. “It won’t change anything.”

“Won’t it? What do you know about fated mate bonds?” I don’t know why but I’m trying to talk some sense into her.

I need her to give me an opening.

“Everything,” she says, lifting her pert nose haughtily into the air.

The action should be frustrating but instead desire rushes south.

I’ve always loved a challenge.

My voice is taunting. “You claim to know everything, yet you still believe you can fight it. That you can fight your wolves pull to mine?”

“There is no pull,” she says, keeping her face straight ahead.

I’m so surprised I almost stopped short.

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That can’t be true.

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We reach the house and Hope is quick to leave me, but I still smell her as I make my way up. to my room.

Every step is like a hot poker in my back. This is wrong, my instincts scream.

Hope shouldn’t be out with another male. She’s mine.

That night, I don’t sleep.

I lie awake, staring at the ceiling like it holds answers.

And if I listen for signs of her return, I’ll never admit it.

I groan and cover my face with my arms. We’ve only just met and this female has me all twisted up.

“How can she not feel it?” I whisper.

She’s lying, my Lycan growls.

Her wolf reached for us before she retreated, my wolf assures me.

Retreat? Why would she do that?

Not sure, he grumbles.

Maybe she’s afraid of bonding with me?

Did she hear something that made her that way?

I hate the thought. It explains the empty look in her eyes when I first saw her.

The absence of that bond snapping tight like it should’ve.

For a mate bond to start to form both partners have to be willing and for it to strengthen it requires complete vulnerability with each other.

If she’s scared of me for some reason, it could be why our pull hasn’t begun to form yet.

But still… she should feel something.

I reflect on the day. There had been moments when she seemed to respond to my proximity. Times her heart sped up, her nostrils flared and a bead of desire made her eyes bright.

I know it wasn’t in my head.

But neither was her coldness.

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It was like she was running away from me. She barely looked at me and when we spoke her face was angled away from me most of the time.

I try to think of everything I know about fated mate bonds and how they work. Then the answer has to be there somewhere.

The truth slams me into a flurry of possibility.

If her wolf truly didn’t recognize me, that’s not normal. That’s not how this works.

Which means something’s blocking it.

Maybe trauma. Maybe suppression. Maybe something deeper. Or maybe it’s Hope herself.

Whatever it is, I’ll figure it out.

Boyfriend be damned.

She was made for me, not him and I’ll do everything in my power to make her see it.

I’ll prove that I am worthy of her, that she is safe and cherished with me like she would be with no other.

And when I do, I’ll tell her everything. I’ll give her everything. Every secret, every hidden part of my soul. It belongs to her.

Now, I just have to convince her that I’m more than the infamous white wolf, and I want more from her than her submission.

I’m her mate.

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And nothing–not even her own disbelief or fear–can change that.

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