Jaceth P.O.V.
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
HOLY SHIT
Tytus snickered at my mini-what the fuck moment when I woke up. Shit, she's beautiful, It's not even hurting my pride right now to admit that I enjoy being in her arms. I raise my head to see her looking down at me, carefully analyzing every aspect of my face in the warm morning glow.
Her eyes momentarily flash red meaning Aurora was intently watching too, hell this was her doing altogether. At least Aurora was more comfortable around our wolves than Cami was around us but we'll get her around soon enough- I hope.
After reluctantly separating myself from her warm grasp because we were getting late, I got dressed in the last minute unmatched trash I could gather from my closet in a hurry. We stepped into the coastal region, which was pretty bustling for being a place in the middle of nowhere.
"Wanna grab a bite?", Cami asked me while gazing at the clear blue sky with a light smile on her face, guess she likes the ocean? Want to grab a bite? when has Jaceth Whitlock EVER denied food?
"Yeh, I wanna try this place's cuisine", I reverted enthusiastically making her smile grow wider.
"I might know a place", she said and I instantly agreed.
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After stuffing my face with all the sea-food cuisine that Cami showed me, I was too full to even move. Thank the goddess for my wolf metabolism or I'd be stuck in that restaurant for days. Cami informed me of our plan to board a ferry to travel to a remote Island, we'd have to meet this witch and hope that she had the stones we need.
SO MUCH EFFORT OVER LITERAL ROCKS
We walked over to the boarding pier where we'd get our ferry. The next ferry would come around in an hour so we headed to the beach to kill time. Too busy for my liking, but it'll have to cut it. As soon as the sea got in our field of view, I saw Cami's eyes twinkle with excitement.
"Like the sea much?", I asked, enjoying her being excited over the sea.
"You have no idea", she said lowly just as a wide grin appeared on her face, "I spent a majority of my childhood near the ocean". Oh, that explains her fascination with the ocean, maybe it also co-relates to why her mate scent smells like sea-breeze.
"You, you smell like the sea-breeze to us", I informed her as we sat ourselves on a bench coated with sand.
"Oh- makes sense", she replied joyously while communicating with her wolf. I'd never been allowed to see her this happy, we were always in the middle of battles, I want to make sure that this smile never leaves her face.
She took in a deep breath and her feet unconsciously began to move in the sand, creating patterns as she un-winded a little.
"So, you were born near the ocean?", I asked, curious about her past she seems so reluctant to talk about.
She shook her head, eyes still focused on the waves that disappeared into the endless blue sea, just as soon as they appeared. "No, I was born in UK, moved later on with my mom, all round the world", she said nonchalantly.
WAIT- she's British?
That gives me like SO much room to make British jokes on her.
"You're British?", I asked shocked.
"Well, neither of my parents were from those regions, just had me there", she replied quickly as she recalled memories from her childhood.
"Well, a lot of 'tea' jokes headed your way, very soon", I said solemnly making her erupt into laughter.
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The Mated Four
Werewolf"Mate-", the three of us growled as she stared back at us like a deer in headlights. Everything in me drove me to close the distance between us, but the second I made a move toward her, she shifted into her wolf and ran away. No, my heart cried, as...
