Bound by Pride

Chapter 3

©CRGangell aka Whitesabretooth

Chapter 3

Electra walked into the incident room, to the scene of Vivian trying to keep Mayhem calm but for some reason she was freaking out and struggled wildly in Vivian‘s loosely wrapped arms. Electra moved almost at lightning speed across the room to the couch and seeing that, Vivian released her struggling bundle and sat back as Electra’s arms wrapped around the struggling woman. “Shh… I’m here.”

She relaxed instantly as Electra’s scent wrapped around her and filled her nose; her saviour’s scent was something her body was quickly becoming to crave and now that it was back her panic lessoned to the point that she forgot why she had panicked in the first place. She turned her face and rubbed it against Electra’s shoulder before pressing her nose to her neck and breathing deeply. She sighed and let her arms go around her saviour, holding her tightly to keep her from leaving again.

Her beast was close to the surface in their mind and urged her human side closer, urged her to cover her own personal scent with the scent of the woman who was holding her. Her beast recognised her as being her mate but knew her human wasn’t ready for that revelation just yet. Still, she would urge her human to get as close to Electra as possible and would wait for her to figure it out.

“What happened?” Electra asked, her anxious eyes still on Mayhem, her protective instincts coming forward. She was also blaming herself for her panic, for leaving her, she shouldn't have, she should have known better.

Vivian shrugged bemusedly, “one moment she was sleeping, the next she was freaking out.”

“Nightmare… she’ll experience them for months. Vivid ones.” Electra explained as she started to stroke Mayhem’s pale white hair, which had come loose from its sloppy plait in her struggle, waiting for the purring to start. Sage and her mother loved it when their hair was stroked and when it was, they would start purring in contentment. She smiled as the deep, repetitive rumble started. “Better?” She asked and Mayhem nodded.

Nathanael walked in with a small bowl of food. “She needs to eat now.”

“Looks like she doesn’t want to let Electra go.” Vivian grinned, looking at the two of them.

Nathanael shrugged. It didn’t matter if she didn’t want to release Electra because it wouldn’t stop her from eating. He offered the bowl to Electra as not to panic the already skittish woman. “She has to eat it all.”

Electra nodded, only glancing at him to take the bowl before turning her eyes back to Mayhem. “Okay. Mayhem you…”

She tensed for the first time in Electra's arms, “How do you know my name?” She asked.

Electra’s head spun as the soft husky voice washed over her. It took her moment to clear away the conflicting emotions of desire and protection before she was able to answer. “One of the men…” Mayhem tensed further, “…not the one you scratched. The other one.” Electra said, hoping to get her to relax again.