𝟎𝟖, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋

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𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃

𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐩, 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞. At first it was her scent, which was alluring already, then came the subtle whimpers that left her mouth throughout the night. He didn't understand what was going on with her, but he wanted to make sure that she was okay when she woke. Felix knew that if something was wrong she would tell him now, especially after what happened at the bar.

The way she clung to his arms drove him mad with need, but he pushed the desire brewing in his chest away. Aurora did not want him and until she did he would stay away from any sort of sexual contact, despite his temptations. Every small nuzzle into his chest and arms made Felix wish that she was awake and not torturing him so. The brush of her fingertips against his shoulders sent warmth through him. Felix, cold to the touch, brought back to heat through his mate, who has a higher body temperature than the average human being.

Though a knock on the door sent Felix into protective mode, cuddling his mate close to his chest as she slept. In came his king, Caius to be specific. He hissed, knowing that he would try to take his mate away from him. Felix didn't want that. He wanted to stay for as long as it took for Aurora to wake up. It would be terrible for her to wake up alone in his eyes, especially after the events of last night. She needed comfort, someone to hold her as she slept. A kind of comfort that could only be provided from a mate. Caius couldn't just barge in here as Aurora slept and take away her protection! Felix thought it was an invasion of their privacy. She didn't smell right and now his boss was here, about to bug him about his job? Felix thought his most important job was to be with his mate, guarding others could come after.

"Last time I checked, you have a job to do," Caius snapped, not taking a second to look at Aurora as she laid happy on her mate's lap. Felix knew he had a job to do, but he wouldn't do it if it interfered with his mate's happiness. She needed him at almost all hours, no matter if she knew that or not. Wolves keep their companions with them, always, and all jobs will have to wait until Felix can take her somewhere, or at least know if she's okay. Caius however doesn't care about anything but jobs. His mate must be lonely up in the towers, away from her mate. The blonde king of the Volturi historically has no sympathy for his covenmates and their mately issues. Because if it doesn't happen to him he won't care. "So what are you doing in your room? Spending more time with the wolf who will never accept you? Get over yourself, stop being sappy, and get to the guard room for orders."

His words stung. Cold, calculated, he knows what he's doing. Caius knows how to get under people's skin, how to hurt them in ways they never thought possible. He's in no place to talk about Felix's bond, but he did. He always would, until the end of time. If it had to do with the coven, he found a way to make it about himself. Would Aurora never forgive him for the things his coven has done, because that's the only way he would manage to lose her forever. That hate would burrow deep inside until she exploded, and Felix couldn't bear to think of what that loathing would do to their bond. Shriveled up and always on the verge of death. It could very well kill them both. No, he wouldn't think of this right now. Caius was just trying to get to him because he hates him right now, for something he cannot control.

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