The Seduction of Jac Frost (by Tatienne Richard) novel Chapter 82

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Jacqueline stared at Bar curiously as he took another long pull off the beer in his fingers and then let it dangle again by

the neck next to the sofa.

“What do you mean by that?”

“For shifters,” he turned his gaze and was staring intently into her eyes, “our beasts call to one another. It’s quite something else to have your beast inside your brain screaming the word “mate” while your entire body vibrates with longing and

need.”

“Your beast did that, when you met your mate, the one who passed?”

“Yes.” He nodded as he swallowed loudly. “Her beast was damn near feral and our relationship was very,” he seemed lost in a thought as he paused a beat too long, “animalistic. I cared for her, deeply, I never thought I’d feel for anyone the ward felt for her. When my family was pushing me to chopse 3

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another when she died, I couldn’t do it. I felt I wasn’t ready.

I fought hard and so did my bear. He kept saying what was ours was yet to be and he wouldn’t ever accept anyone else. I never understood but I fucking agreed because you know, sometimes you need to trust that inner voice in your head,

even when it’s a grumpy old bear who hasn’t rutted in far too

long.”

“Oh.” She blushed at the words, a heat stealing over her skin.

“What is it like for fae, in your words, Jacqueline?”

“Honestly, I don’t really know. I know there was this gold thread thing which appeared and only we could see it. Nobody else could see it but all those feelings the guys were having, I don’t have them. I feel a tingle, I guess, but there’s not this all–encompassing need. Hell, a human guy with the

emotional bandwidth of a Cheeto had more of a reaction

when he paired with River than I did with the twins. I feel jealousy, I can’t lie about it, and I feel attraction to them, like I definitely want to have sex with them but it’s not a desperate need. Wraith, the human college kid, was on his knees begging for River and seeing them together today, it’s clear they’ve been sleeping together, but I’m not feeling that. I know part of it is this wall, as you called it, and the spell but,”

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something is missing. Something isn’t quite right. I know

I’m bonded with them and I know they are my mates and I

know when the spell I somehow put on myself is completely gone, I’ll feel it all, hopefully the way they do, but for now, something isn’t right.”

“Something ismissing,” he agreed with her. “When you visited your Queen Mother as you called her, did she tell you whether she only created fae or are there are other

creatures she controls?”

She blinked at the question, thoroughly confused by it. “Well, I mean there were other creatures there. Insects by the thousands. I made friends with the cutest little walking stick.”

“Jacqueline, you can hear the thoughts of animals. Why? Who would give you the power to speak to species outside your own unless they were connected?”

She was flummoxed by the question, and she stared in awe at the thoughtfulness of Bar. “I don’t know. I guess,” she twisted her fingers nervously, “I’ll need to ask her.”

“Does that mean a trip back to other world? Do you need to return to a temple?”

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“No.” she shook her head. “Why?”

“I think it’s very important you ask her what creatures she controls and how she decides mate bonds and what the rules

are for her species and others if she doesn’t control them.”

“I don’t understand why you’re asking this though. I mean it’s not like,” Jacqueline’s voice trailed away as he continued to stare at her with a look which was urging her to catch up to

an outcome he was expecting her to reach. She slipped off

the chair she was in, to land on her knees several feet away

from him, “no.” The bottle of beer which had been in her hand

now settled on the floor, wobbling with the shaking of the

hand which deposited it down.

“You can’t feel it and at first I thought perhaps it’s because you don’t have a beast, no animal counterpart but then as we talked I realized you are blocking yourself or you are blocked by something. I will also say that you already have two mates. Bears are typically solitary and sharing mates. is completely unheard of in our world. I don’t recall a single shared mate in our history.”

She was breathless, on her knees, staring at him lounging carelessly on the sofa like he wasn’t completely turning her

world upside down and inside out.

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“Your beast,” she couldn’t even ask the full question as her throat closed and the words were hoarse.

“Could smell you when you were in the candy shop. He was positively enraged to smell you with another man, even if it was your brother. Then he was even more distraught you didn’t smell us and come running. When you showed up and that bitch was in your face, it was everything in me not to rip her head from her neck. I knew you were fae and didn’t have a beast, so I thought you needed time. Then I found out about Wilder and Rafferty Vaughn and my beast curled in my head like he was a kitten, hurting because not only did you not feel us as your mate, but you had two other mates you

did feel a connection with.”

She shook her head in confusion, “I saw a gold thread,” she whispered, “but other than a couple of times feeling a

zinging sensation in my arms and the jealousy thing, it’s not

the same as other mate bonds.”

“You walked away from us,” he said simply still not looking

away from her. “You were able to walk away from the

bookshop and go to dinner with them and not even look

back.”

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“Why didn’t you say anything?” she asked, her voice shriller than she intended and her eyes watering. “You let me leave and said nothing!”

“Because it fucking hurt,” he answered quietly calm. “This

is new for me. I never thought I’d ever get another mate because it’s not typical to get another mate when one dies. I sure as hell didn’t think I’d get a mate who was fae and then

one who has two other mates? Brothers?”

“Wait, are you mated to them too?”

“No. No more mated to them than they are each other. All of

our bonds appear to be separate and with you individually.”

He wasn’t looking away from her face, as if he were

attempting to memorize every nuance of her expressions. “You don’t feel anything.”

She took a breath, “I’m drawn to you. I’ve thought about

you but forced myself to keep you out of my head because I thought I was being disrespectful to my mates and instead I was disrespecting my other mate.” She felt her hands trembling viciously and she wrung them together to try to steady her nerves. “Bar, you should have said something.

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they didn’t treat me right you would swoop in.”

“I didn’t think you felt it or if you did you were ignoring it. I figured you have enough on your plate with them and simply

didn’t want a bear mate.”

“Bar,” she whispered his name and stared at him with watery

eyes.

“I lost one mate. You weren’t exactly running into my arms

so,” he cleared his throat.

“So, you decided to play it cool and pretend it wasn’t happening?” she realized she was inching towards him on her knees while he continued to lounge as if not wanting to

leave his spot.

“Until I saw you on the mountain. I knew without a shadow

of a doubt you were looking for me, subconsciously perhaps, but the fact you could see me so easily in the snow, that

you chased me through the snow, that you gravitated to the safety I provide you,” he gave a small smile, “you might not feel the bond like a beast, but you are pulling towards me.”

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home after a week away from me to find me all wrapped up in your arms on a sofa.”

“Because it’s what you want to do,” the bottle in his hand

settled on the floor as he held his arms open.

She nodded shyly and she crawled onto the sofa laying over his body and then his arms wrapped around her, crushing him to his chest, his nose in her hair as he breathed her in deep. A rumbling growl escaped his lungs, reverberating under her and she buried her face in his neck.

Safe. Home. Protected.

They lay there for several minutes, saying nothing. Jacqueline rested in the quiet shelter of his warmth. He simply continued breathing her in deeply.

His hand rubbed her back in slow circles, each pass of his

hand pushing her deeper into his body.

“What do you feel?” he questioned finally, the low timbre of his voice breaking the silence.

“Secure.”

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She felt the smile on his lips against her hair.

“Good. You should know my bear is demanding I claim you,

mark you and make you mine. I am barely keeping him at bay. He is worried the twins will claim you ahead of us.”

A thought occurred to her, “it’s like having four mates.”

“One of them barely outside of the ferality of a wild animal.

Despite living the bulk of our lives in the palace, I always

had a beast who was difficult to control. He hates my older

brother and his beast, and he barely tolerates our father. It was hoped by my family that having a mate would soothe him. Instead, she was as feral as he was. She egged him on and made him unbearable and unpredictable. There was

no diplomacy. If someone, anyone, said anything remotely

insulting of either of us, he was ready to rip throats out.

When she died, it was part of the reason I left. It was better

to be alone than to have him ready to murder my father and brother. If they die, I have to take the fucking throne,” he said with a laugh, “and there was no way I want that shit.”

She snickered, “sucks to suck, Bar. If I’m your mate, I’m the Queen of Kings and Queens which makes you my consort and there will be all kinds of that shit to deal with.”

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“Where you go we will follow,” Bar said simply. “You are

mine.” He sniffed her again, “you have not mated with them. They have not been inside you.”

She blushed, keeping her face buried in his neck, “no. I have not. I’ve not been ready.” She thought about it, “maybe it’s

because there was someone missing from the situation.”

He hugged her tight, his lips pressing to the top of her head, “perhaps but can I say,” he gave a chuckle, “those two knuckleheads are going to be fucking pissed off.”

“At least I’m only canoodling with my mate. They had the woman who stole me from my family and dumped me in a city far away from my kin sitting between them and flirting.”

She lifted her head and looked at Bar seriously. “I need to

talk to my mother.”

“How?”

She grinned, “can I have a glass of water?”

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