Whispers of Hope- Book # 3 (Mated Hearts Series) Complete

Chapter 18 (Zach)

"Whispers of Hope”

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Chapter 18 (Zach)

It has been a whole twenty four hours since Missy’s mother announced the formidable news of her true parentage and I had yet to ease.  Of all the male wolves in the world, Antonio freaking Russo just had to be the one that fathered my mate, I thought numbly.  Life was just full of gum drops and lollipops these days.

I was sitting in the chair finishing up my egg and cheese bagel looking down at Marissa when an overwhelming sense of fear welled up within me.  I wanted to pick her up in my arms, strap her in the car and drive.  Drive as fast and as far away as we could possibly get so that Mr. Russo could never touch us.

This guy just wasn’t your everyday gang banger.  No, Antonio Russo was as heartless and as cold as they came.  He was widely known in the Lycan community for his cut throat antics and his brisk ways of dealing with business.  He was definitely a man that you didn’t want to cross.  And I was the lucky bastard that mated his daughter.

Glancing up at the clock I could see that we had twenty minutes until time to leave for school.  Missy was sitting in the floor settled between my legs carefully painting her toes a dark maroon color that stuck out like a neon sign against the pale canvas of her skin.  

Since first hearing the name of her father  Missy has been rather subdued.  She hasn’t mentioned his name again and I have intentionally avoided the subject all together.  There would come a time we would need to discuss it but right now I had no inclination whatsoever to delve into that conversation.     

All I wanted was to love my mate.  Was that really too much to ask?  We had already been deprived of three long years without each other and now that I finally have her I refuse to let her go.

“What are you thinking about?” the sweet voice of Marissa asked interrupting my current train of thoughts.  

I looked down into those beautiful green jewels that were staring so attentively back at me.  Reaching out I cupped her cheek and said to her,  “How gorgeous that you look today“.

Marissa took one sweeping look down at herself and scrunched her nose up at me.  A chuckle rose up from my chest as I took in her funny expression.  When Marissa glanced back in my direction she smirked and playfully smacked out at my knee.

“Your so full of doo doo Zach that your eyes are turning brown” she told me poignantly.  The little minx stood from her place in the floor and then crawled up on to my lap as if she had always belonged there.  Missy took her time as she settled her rear end right up against my groin and that instantly caused a growing reaction.  She then went on to further make herself comfortable by snuggling her head against the crook of my neck and then proceeded to breathe in deeply.

I shook my head because I knew that she was well aware of what she was doing to me.  She flashed that innocent smile and all I could do was wrap my arms around her and pull her closer to my chest.  Sighing, I settled my chin comfortably on top of my mates head and closed my eyes.  

“Doo doo?“ I finally asked lightly.  It was so hard to not smile when Missy was around me.  She was like my own personal ray of sunshine.  “Who even uses that word anymore?” I continued.

“I do” she said and giggled, “doo doo, doo doo, doo doo” she repeated over and over as if it was a word that she used in casual conversation everyday.  

I pressed a kiss on the top of her head and for several minutes we just sat there in the quiet peace of the room.  This is exactly what I want the rest of my life to be like, my mate, safe in my arms and everything else that is bad in the world  can stay locked outside.  Well maybe this and a few whelps running around would be sort of cool too.