His Estranged Mate

Chapter 33: Not so small world!

CATRINA

I thought that this world was a very small place when I met Connor after 7 years but apparently it is not so small. This world is full of so many different species, three of which are sitting in front of me. A vampire, a werewolf and a witch/ werewolf hybrid.

Oh, my God! Am I losing my mind?

"No need to panic, Catrina."

"It is fine, lapochka," my mother soothes me while running her fingers through my hair. I turn to look at her and into her warm brown eyes so much like mine but filled with so many memories.

It amazes me to see that she's still sitting here, strong enough to support me when I bet, my problems aren't even a spoonful in comparison to her life issues.

"You are one of us, sister. So please don't feel overwhelmed," whispers Sierra who's on my other side. I look down in my lap, shaking my head a little.

"No, it's not that I feel overwhelmed. It's just that I never imagined my world would change so much. After rejecting Connor's claim-"

"Wait what?" interrupts Dominic. Fenris then quietly informs him about Conner being my mate and that we had our history and that we met again and that I rejected him.

"Well, that's fucked."

I agree, it is fucked, big time. I sigh in resignation, not knowing what to do with this information.

"You'll love Alcina and Nora. They are like the coolest witches I have ever met," gushes Sierra, thankfully changing the topic of Connor, to which Fenris sceptically replies, "they are the only witches you have met."

A smile lifts my mouth at their banter and I feel myself getting warm because of the love that I feel here. These people love me and they are here for me.

"Oh, god. That's not cool. Cool is me. I am a vampire, kid," says Dominic flicking Sierra in the head but it's not her who flicks his handoff. It's Fenris who growls and flicks Dominic's hand away which makes me chuckle at his possessive attitude.

It's refreshing to watch that not all couples split. There are still people who fall in love and then hold on to that love.

"I think I would like to meet them," I say, wanting to be a part of this easy banter. Dominic looks at me and his face turns crooked in disgust, maybe.

"What? No way. I hate witches. I don't want you to meet them. I'll call my brother and his mate. You can have fun with them," declares Dominic which causes Cayden to shiver.

"No way. Your brother gives off that-I-am-a-royal, you-lowly-scum-look-to-me."

"That's because you flirted with Anya, you idiot," mock growls Dominic, which makes both me and Sierra crack up. Cayden turns red in the face and I can imagine how he felt when Dominic's brother eye-ripped him to pieces.

"Your bad, brother," I say while laughing hard. Cayden just shrugs and then leans back in his seat, whispering about beautiful vampires and their old mates while pushing my worries in the back of my mind.

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I watch myself in the mirror, looking at a very different self. A few days ago, if anyone had told me that I would be rejecting Connor and then actively agreeing to name my goddaughter as a part of a tradition, I would have laughed my ass off.

"You look beautiful, sestra," says Cayden as he stands beside me.

"Thank you," I whisper. Since the last week, Cayden and I have bonded over everything and nothing. I can really understand the bond of twins now. I can't think of any other person whom I would call mine except for Cayden. I can't claim Connor as mine, soon he'll have another mate.