His Mate

Chapter Fourteen

Thanos's POV:

I laid on the couch in my office and let out a bored sigh. I hadn't been to Noah's house for a few days. He wanted some time alone after Benjamin had called. When I try to call him, it seems like Benjamin knows and interrupts us. He already has Noah wrapped around his dirty finger so why keep calling? It's fucking ridiculous! Noah is my mate yet Benjamin marked him. Noah is meant to be by my side, not his. Noah is meant to love me not him. Ah, shit. I sound like a psychopath.

I ran a hand down my face and groan before smacking my lips together, forcing myself up off the couch and to my feet. I move to my desk, lowering myself in the large chair and stared down at the pile of work I had let build up. I debated to call Cal in and make him do it but considering he had his own mate problem, I'll be nice.

Ahh.. Yes. The little ball of spit fire, blood sucking creature named Sasha still refused to accept Cal being his mate. I rolled my eyes and opened a drawer, pulling out a book. I ran a hand down the cover made of flesh and hair. This was an important book which was passed down from generation to generation. I flipped it open, reading through the catalogs. The Williards had been an important branch off the Saunders, a clan of alphas trained to be betas. It was almost insulting but the Williard family took it in stride. I flipped until I reached their family tree, looking through their mate history. Although mates could be any creature, it was uncommon for them to ever be mermaids, oni, sirens, or... vampires. I read until my eyes grew sore. Nothing was out of place but I wanted to know why the Goddess was forcing Cal into this punishment.

While vampires could be tamed, it was difficult. Relationships with the blood suckers weren't common because once a vampire connected with a partner, they would usually suck them dry. Which is why most of us supernaturals tended to avoid them completely. They also held no shame in letting humans know what they were, another reason why we avoided them. Most of them wanted to expose us all since they lost the Great War. The last person I had spoken to who I had known was studying vampires was probably dead now.

What did they say about said relationship..? I thought hard before flipping through a notebook. I learned over time to take notes of the conversations I had that I deemed important. Garth Quinn. I was right, he had passed. I scanned the notes I made. Having a relationship with a vampire is like S&M and BDSM. I reread the sentence, blinked, before reading more. Most vampires are untamable which is why you have to show them who's boss. A vampire will be naturally submissive when their mate is at a higher rank but it still takes time. They are chaos and they need something to balance with them. What better to go with chaos than control? I pressed my lips together in fine line, placing the book down. The last thing I wanted was for Cal to get into a relationship with a son of Midis. A prince of darkness. A servant of blood.

Sasha may be young but there was something that unnerved me. It wasn't the way he joked about serious things or the fact that he made my body unwillingly aroused. Like I said before, vampires were incredibly beautiful creatures. If anything, they could be the personification of lust itself. It was the sly smirk on his lips when no one watched like he knew something we didn't. The fact that acted like he had no care in the world. His scent too. He didn't smell like any vampires I've come across. Anyway. I thought foully and scanned the notebook. If what Garth said is true, I should give Cal some pointers. It'll get my mind off... I closed my eyes at the thought of Noah before pushing myself up and heading out of the room.

I nodded my head to the few members that were in the house and made my way to Cal's room which a woman's loud moans could be heard through the walls. I grimace and knocked on the door. Usually I would walk in but that was something I didn't want to see. The door opened and a woman with bright pink hair held her dress close to her and darted past me. I rolled my eyes at one of his new sexual conquests and walked into the room, closing the door.