New Age Werewolf Series Book 2: Hunter's Daughter, Alpha's Mate

Part 44: Getaway

I walked the beach alone. In a very short time Kyros and I would be on the run together. I tried to wrap my head around it all. Heather said he was waiting for me on the family's private beach, and I would find him. Finally I did feel he was near...

"Took long enough."

I turned to see Kyros lounging on rocks. He looked as if he barely had a care in the world. "Sorry."

"It's okay, it was worth it," He smiled at me. I was wearing a soft and thick white pullover sweater with denim capris and white gym shoes. My hair was curly when I didn't blow dry it so I left it that way. "You have curly hair?"

"If it's wet and I don't blow dry," I ran my hand over self-consciously and shrugged. "Do you--"

"I love it." Another long look, and a wave of longing spread over me. It was as if he was pleading silently, and I felt breathless.

"I had a lunch brought down," Kyros said, offering his hand. I took it and he led me to a small cove, almost under the house.  "Familiar?"

"Kind of like where we--I--you--"

"Yeah," he chuckled. He led me down to the waterfall and I followed. We walked behind it and after several feet and a turn was a back wall. He took out keys and opened a keypad. "Do you feel safe?"

"Curious."

He laughed, placing his hand on a scanner, and the wall opened like a door. The sight that greeted me was a huge surprise.

"Whoa."

"Sleeps...I actually don't know how many people," he chuckled. "Mom had this built so when Dad was having pack or vamp problems we could have a place to go feel safe." He smiled. "Good memories down here."

"Your father never came here?"

"No," he shook his head. "Just Mom, Asa and me. All those years I thought Mom argued to keep Asa with me so I'd have someone to keep me company, but it was about keeping family together." He heaved a heavy sigh. "I wish I'd known then. I forgive her and love her more now."

We walked past bedrooms, and finally he led me into one.

"This is yours?"

"Yes, but I've never really used it." He said softly.

"Why?" It was beautiful.

He gave a small smile that looked shy, and took me by the hand to lead me to the rug at the foot of the bed. Wine, water, cheese and meat were already there.

We sat and ate, just talked about his memories in the cave, practical jokes that he and Asa played on each other. To hear him talk like that made me feel so comfortable with him. He was almost stern when we were in the mansion, but here, his voice was softer, he smiled more, and truthfully he reminded me more of my father than I could imagine, giving me the first time I ever thought or talked about my father and I didn't feel so hopeless.

"You felt safe with me that day when I was a wolf. Why?"

"I don't know," I shook my head. "But certainly not at first."

"I think the first time we met we looked at each other through the eyes of our fathers," he said softly. "You were fearful and defensive, and I was angry and aggressive." He shook his head. "I just wish it wouldn't have taken all it did for us to get here."

"Do you miss him?" I asked. "Your father, I mean."

"Sometimes," he confessed. "he was the only father I had, and he wasn't abusive, but he was demanding. I hear stories about your dad and you, and I know we missed something. My mother was more like your parents, and so I shared everything with her. Asa and I were thick as thieves, and Dad never liked it, though my mom loved it, but all that is clear now." He gave me a long look, shaking his head. "So much is clear now."

I swallowed hard as he reached out and caressed my cheek. "It is clear now." A lot was. We were separated by history and hate, and that was gone. We thought we had no one and that couldn't have been further from the truth. And this room--he never used it. He didn't save his virginity, but maybe he'd saved this place for his mate...for me. 

He leaned over to kiss me, and I waited for him to come all the way over. He didn't. He withdrew, and gave another shy smile, averting his eyes. His chest gave away his breathing, which was a touch ragged. He wanted me, I knew it, but what was stopping him? I was tired of rounding bases with him, and stopping before it really started. I wanted him, too.

I stretched across pushing him onto his back, and kissed him. The tension eased and he moaned softly. I dragged my lips along the shell of his ear to his jawline and he pulled me closer in response, hips coming off the rug. 

"Goddess," He breathed in my ear, and then pulled away to lock eyes with me, his expression pleading. "Are you sure?" There was a storm in his eyes, tinged with gold, and yet, he would have stopped if I asked. But I started this, didn't I?

I caressed his cheek. "Yes, I'm sure." This was it. It had to be, for so many reasons. We were mates, I believed that, destined to be. We were about to face a life challenge together and then lead a pack, and we needed our bond to be complete. We needed each other and we needed this.