Prince of wolves (Phan AU)

Chapter 19

Dan's P.O.V:

I continued to hold Phil's hand as I led him up the stairs to my bedroom. Before we reached the top of the stairs I heard mum yell, "Dan leave your door open please, mated or not you are still living under my rules." I laughed, so thankful for something that made me feel like I was just a boy with another boy, hanging out, not a Canis Lupus, not a mate, just teenagers. "You got it, mum," I hollered back.

(Phil apparently could feel Dan's relief and it made him sad that he was causing his life to change so drastically and to have become so different from what he had ever known. He wanted him to be happy, he wanted him to feel safe, cared for and loved by him.)

As we entered my room I let go of Phil's hand and stepped away, putting some distance between us. I needed space, I was beginning to feel just a tad claustrophobic. "You can sit in that chair or the window seat," I said indicating both places. I suddenly felt very nervous, being in my room alone with him felt so intimate, yet I couldn't deny that I was very relieved that whatever he had to tell me was not going to be broadcast to everyone downstairs.

"So, what is this other thing that marks the person as a mate? I'm assuming it has to do with the blood rites?" I asked him. "You are correct. It is about the blood rites. The reason I wanted to speak with you alone about it is because in the ceremony it is the only part that is done in private," Phil explained. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, back up, I thought you said there was no taking it lightly stuff taking place in this ceremony," I said a little frantically.

"Luna, I'm going to lay this out plainly for you. There will be no lies, half-truths, or bush beating. I'm going to say it bluntly," He told me firmly.
I tried, I really did, but I couldn't contain the laughter. "Meu inimă, would you please share with me what you find to be so funny?" Phil asked patiently. "It's called beating around the bush, oh prince of wolves, not bush beating," I told him, still giggling despite my efforts not to. "Oh, well my mistake, then there will be no beating around the bush any longer. We are going to call it what it is, so if you turn a lovely shade of red I will try hard not to find it adorable."

"Fine, spit it out already." I answered, irritated by his little sermon I planted myself on my bed, legs Indian-style, back straight, and hands folded in my lap. I was trying desperately to not be anxious but I was being quite unsuccessful. Finally Phil began to explain the blood rites, and he was right, what he told me made me blush so badly that I felt the heat of it in my face.

"What I told you is true about the bonding ceremony, we do not have to consummate, or make love, which ever you prefer to call it, in order to be fully mated. We do how ever have to exchange blood." I cringed at that. "That's really gross, you do realize that don't you. I mean surely that can't be good for a person." Phil gave me an 'I'm not finished' look which made me abruptly stop talking. "There is no eloquent way to put this. It just is what it is. I will mark you and take your blood by biting you," Phil paused waiting for a reaction, and God himself knows I did not disappoint. "YOU ARE GOING TO WHAT ME?" I yelled, completely caught off guard by his revelation. I mean, when he said exchange blood I was thinking finger prick, a little embarrassment because I'd have to suck on his finger and vice versa, but biting me, that was in a whole other category of embarrassment.

Phil walked over to my bed and knelt down on his knees in front of me. He placed his hands over mine and I instantly felt reassurance flow through me. I closed my eyes and let myself soak it up, embraced the comfort he was providing for me.

When I opened my eyes, I was staring into glowing, crystal blue eyes. "How did you do that?" I asked him. "For wolves touch is a very powerful thing. It provides comfort and reassurance to them, so it is with Canis Lupus, and like other things it is even more potent between mates. You needed my comfort and I could do nothing else than to provide for you. When you need something it calls to me, I can feel it, my wolf can feel it, and we are obligated to do what we can to provide that for you."