Chapter 25 - The 'Talk'

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I sit down on the couch and look over at Oliver who is currently sat on the other end of the sofa. The silence is awkward, but I can feel Odette trying to push me towards Oliver. She needs her mate, but we need to keep our distance. This talk needs to happen. He looks dishevelled and looks like he hasn't slept properly, which makes me feel guilty. I slept and completed the mating process with Theo. I'm sure he'll be able to sense the bond between Theo and I. When you complete the mating process with your mate, your scent changes. Your scent mixes with your mate. So, I currently smell strongly of both Henry and Theo. I can see the turmoil behind his eyes. The hurt, anger and upset. It tugs at my heart, but we've got some healing to do. We didn't start off on the best footing, and things have gone downhill. It's going to take a long time to earn the trust and build a relationship with him, but it will happen. It has to. Our wolves need each other, and if shit is going to hit the fan, like my mother said, we're both going to need our strength. That's only going to come if we build this from the ground up.

I take a deep, shaky breath before speaking. "Thank you for coming, Olly." I say, meeting his gaze. He gives me a tired smile. "I want to apologise for yesterday morning. I lost it. I've never lost it like that before. I nearly threw her down the stairs. My mother said it's to do with my genes, I'm going to become more impulsive and experience more emotional outbursts. I was unfair to you. You deserved the chance to explain, so I'm giving you that chance." I say and I see a glint of hope flash across his eyes.

"Inez, Love, I'm really sorry. I truly am. I'm going to be honest, before I found you, I had my fair share of shewolves." I glance up at him, I can feel the jealousy burning inside me, but I calm that fire because I wasn't exactly pure when they found me. "I swore when I found my mate that I'd stop, and I did. Until the other night I hadn't even looked at another woman. I honestly don't know what came over me. When she was there, it was like this pull. It was like I was under some kind of spell. I couldn't fight it. I didn't want her and I don't want her. I don't want anyone but you. You're my mate. I'm made for you, and you're made for me. I'm going to be forever grateful that Ares managed to overcome whatever the hell it was and stop it before anything further happened. I will do anything to make up for what happened, and I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you, if you give me another chance."

I listen intently to what he's saying. It does sound like he was under a spell. I lick my lips before speaking again. "Thank you for being honest. She was working with a witch. All I know is that she changed her appearance, but she could have been up to something else. So, I know you're not entirely to blame."

His eyes go wide. "That makes a lot of sense. Whatever it was, it was intense. It felt like the mate bond." He says shaking his head. "But it was only there when she was near. It was really weird."

"It does sound like something else was involved. I don't blame you, Oliver, but it fucking hurt. I've never felt pain like that before and it wouldn't go away. Can you promise me you won't put me through that again?"

He nods passionately. "Of course I do, Love. I promise. I never meant to put you through it in the first place. I didn't want to. You're my everything, Love. I promise you that I will never put you in that situation again. I'm going to spend the rest of our lives making it up to you." He says.

"It's going to take me a long time to trust you, but I do want you Olly. Odette and I need you, and I know you and Ares need us too. I'm really sorry for what I said yesterday. My words strike to kill when I'm mad, and what I say, I sometimes say things I don't mean, and I didn't mean what I said. We've both made mistakes, and I want to move forward, so, let's start from the beginning? Clean slate?" I ask and he nods, a smile beginning to creep onto his face. "I'm Inez." I smirk, holding my hand out.

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