GRAVE DESIRES: FATED MATES

Coming Undone

Walker watched her sleep for the longest time until he also fell into a slumber.

When he woke up, she was gone. Her scent missing.

Rushing from the room, he found her in the kitchen making breakfast.

"You still like your eggs over easy, right?" She asked, smiling at him as his naked body stood before her, "Are you alright?"

"I...thought you were gone.."

"Sorry," she said, "I didn't want to wake you so I teleported and hid my scent."

"How far can you teleport?"

"Not too far," Roxie said, grabbing some paper towels to clean up a spill, "I am working on it." She turned to look at him again, "Are you going to stay naked all day?"

"Do you want me to?"

"I wouldn't mind at all," she winked, "Are your wounds still healed?"

"Yes, but you...are you rested enough?"

She sighed, "I'll be honest. I'm a little tired, but nothing a little java won't fix. I am very excited to start painting tonight and hearing you play the piano."

"I never said I would do that."

"Why don't you? It might ease my nerves."

"If you get off my back about it, I might play."

"Sheesh, you woke up grouchy."

"I woke up,-"

Worried about you...he was about to say, but caught himself.

"I'm going to get dressed," he said, "I will help you butter some toast or something."

Her laugh made him tingle, "Oh, such a hard job..."

"I got a hard job for you!" He called back before getting dressed. Her scent was suddenly back in the room and he looked up to see her grabbing her phone, "Shit...Christ...please don't do that anymore."

"Sorry," she shrugged, "I have to message my mom."

He watched her—he really didn't want to take his eyes off of her, especially when she looked so sad.

"What is it?"

"I think Mom's mad at me."

"She's just worried, mouse," he said, putting his boots on, "It's because you're with me."

"I really shouldn't be here," Roxie sighed, "I don't know why I am."

"I don't know why we're here, either..."

"Really?"

"Really..."

"Well, I wonder what prom's going to be like," Roxie beamed.

"A stupid dance."

"Well, that's not nice, Walker," she said, "I thought you were excited about it."

Walker shrugged, "It's just closer to the ball."

"Are you nervous?"

"About?"

"The ball?"

"I don't want to hate my mate."

"But you said so yourself, there's a huge bonding there that cannot be broken."

"I know what I said."

"Stop being brash with me. You're turning into evil Walker."

He pulled her into him, causing Roxie to drop her phone.