"You need to tell her," a hushed female voice commanded.
"Wha-?," I said groggily.
"No"
Ash?
I slowly got up and creeped toward the door that led outside. They were standing outside the door so I hid behind a rock overhang to listen in.
"I understand you don't want to tell her, but I'm telling you that you need to tell her. If you want to keep her then you need to explain what happened"
"What do you mean if I want to keep her? I love her," he said in a hushed voice.
How can he love me? He's never even met me up until a couple days ago.
"I know. I was young and had a mate too once"
A what now?
"But at least yours felt the same way. Yours knew. She doesn't. She hates me"
"It's different for her and you know that. She's not going to know who her mate is until she turns 16," she shot back.
"Yea-"
"And that girl doesn't hate you, trust me. I've seen the way she looks at you and how she acts. Whether she knows it or not she has feelings for you too. She may not be able to know who her mate is, but that doesn't mean she can't feel some of the side effects"
Wait so is that why I feel an unexplained closeness to Ash? That would explain so much, but I still don't get the whole mate thing.
"I'll try"
I decided to make harder for him and stepped out from the overhang so that he had to tell me.
"Try what?"
They both turned to me in shock
"Uh-"
"I heard the entire conversation so don't even try to say 'nothing'," I laughed.
"I'll leave you two alone," Catali said.
Ash shot her a look as if to say 'what the hell! really!?'.
"Out with it," I commanded.
He stood there like a dear caught in head lights. A really sexy deer.
"Um...well...," he mumbled as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Yes?"
"Huh. I don't have to tell you shit," he fired.
"Oh really, well that entire conversation tells me otherwise," I stated matter of factly.
"How much did you really hear," he asked taking a step closer.
"Enough to know that you love me and something about mates. Whatever that is," I rolled my eyes.
His jaw clenched and his eyes became ablaze. He's just like his element.
Touchy.
"Look, if you're going to be an ass at least be a useful one"
His jaw was clenched so tight that I half expected him to crack a tooth.
"I'm trying to be nice. I'm trying not to get mad, but you're making it really hard not to," he said through gritted teeth.
"Oh really, so it's my fault Mr.Sensitive can't control his temper?" I laughed.
This was too funny. Was he really trying to make this my fault? This will not end well for him at all.
