Torn

Chapter Nineteen

Lottie's POV

The car ride back home was silent, each one of us lost in our own thoughts. I think that each of us were thinking about the fact that we were newly mated and how we were going to cope with that.

I wanted to break it off. I don't know what had happened during my dark period of the heat but it must have been passionate enough to make them lose their minds. I highly doubted that they did this while they were both rational and clear minded. I couldn't bear the thought though.

Who would've thought that when we're finally mated, the guy(s) doesn't even realize he's doing it? It probably didn't even hit them until the morning after, I said silently. I didn't expect Cris to respond but I should've known better. She could never keep her mouth shut, especially when I said stuff like this and when I said it like this.

Not me. I always had the illusion of our mate doing it all romantic in the exact right moment. I mean, we always had the same thought about that, we both grew up with the idea of a perfect mate. We just have rotten luck, Cris grumbled in the most melancholy tone I've ever heard coming from her. She wasn't supposed to be that way. She was the bubbly one who was always optimistic. I didn't like her to be upset.

Well, look at it this way. After we let them go, we can always date human men. Of course, they aren't wolves but we have to make do, I tried to reassure her. I could feel her doubt but that was probably just because I sounded anything but confident. Human men didn't tend to take kindly to werewolves. But what was the other option? All werewolves had mates and no person in their right mind would reject their mate for some random person. Especially if that person was me.

“What are you thinking about?” Mason asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked at him and considered lying. It wasn't as if he cared. Mason never could commit, it was a fatal fault. That is, until he found that one woman who could tie him down. Cindy might have been that woman but she was gone.

“Nothing” I decided to go with a non-answer instead.

“How about the truth now?” Dean spoke up from the driver's seat. I glared at him for half a minute before looking out of the window again.

“Shouldn't you be able to tell?” mates were able to read each other's thoughts. It wasn't a big stretch unless your mate was from another pack. Then it was weird.

“You haven't marked us back” he pointed out. Oh, that's right.

“I was just thinking about who I'd even be able to date after Rachel removes the marks. I think I'd have to stick to humans” I told the truth now. What harm could it do?

I heard a growl from both men. I wondered at why the hell they would growl and was about to ask but we had already arrived home.

I climbed out and slammed the door shut. I just wanted to sleep and put this whole ordeal behind me. Maybe I could have some nice dreams tonight. I didn't care what the guys were going to do. Honestly, they could both go to their homes. Dean should be tending to his pack, not wasting time here. Mason should be at home trying to catch up on his classes.

I walked up the stairs slowly, not really paying attention to my surroundings. The situation with the hunters must have only gotten worst since I was in heat. I sighed, the sound of pure frustration. What was I supposed to do about it? I couldn't find a single property to move to! And yes, I checked myself just to make sure.

We were screwed unless I found some way to pull a miracle out of my ass.

And I was expected to have that ability. I was the alpha.

It sucks to be us, Cris spoke up, dead tired of all the weight on our shoulders.

Yeah, I know, I said. It did suck to be us.