Fight With Me

Chapter 18

FREYA'S POV

As soon as I finished astral projecting with Hope, I dove into research mode. Hours passed as I flipped through pages, my heart racing with each discovery. Finally, I stumbled upon a book that detailed the symptoms Hope and Josie had been experiencing. A few werewolves, it stated, become marked with a symbol once they've found their soulmate.

*It's not common,* I thought, the implications settling heavily in my mind. *But it makes sense.*

Once a wolf discovers their soulmate, they often become overly protective and possessive. The text detailed how their wolf traits would be enhanced: their eyes flash more frequently, their teeth protrude, and the manifestations intensify if the wolf is denied what it desires. The only way to satisfy the wolf was to claim their soulmate.

I sighed deeply. I knew it. Hope's behavior makes so much more sense now.

"Keelin! Come here, I need your help with something!" I called, turning toward the door just as she entered. I kissed her, and she instantly brightened.

"Hey, what's up?"

I chuckled lightly before revealing, "Well, Hope has a soulmate. She told me that both she and her girlfriend have marks of wolves on their skin. So I did some research, and look at what this says." I handed Keelin the book, watching her expression morph from curiosity to shock.

"Wow. I've heard of this before but never actually seen it. The miracle baby continues to impress," she chuckled, a hint of admiration in her voice.

"But I don't know how to tell Hope. She's going to freak out."

"How about we drive down there? It'll be easier to explain in person, and we can spend some time with Hope and... Josie, was it?"

After a quick discussion, we decided to head to Mystic Falls via private jet. We texted Hope to let her know we were coming, packed our things, and soon found ourselves at the runway, boarding the jet.

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When we arrived, the entrance was eerily quiet until someone bolted toward us from the woods. At first, I couldn't make out who it was, but when Hope leaped into my arms, everything clicked into place.

"Hi, Hope," I said softly into her ear. She pulled back to hug Keelin before running toward someone I recognized as Josie.

"Look! Aunt Freya, Keelin, this is my girlfriend, Josie," Hope exclaimed, beaming with pride.

Josie extended her hand to greet us, and we did the same, exchanging polite smiles before retreating to Hope's room to discuss the situation.

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JOSIE'S POV

The atmosphere shifted as we settled into the room. I sensed an air of tension, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Freya spoke first. "So, we don't want you guys to freak out because this isn't a bad thing, but..."

"But what?" Hope interrupted, her voice a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

Taking a deep breath, Freya finally revealed, "You and Josie are soulmates."

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HOPE'S POV

"You and Josie are soulmates."

The words left me speechless, but not because I was sad. I was overwhelmed with happiness. I glanced at Josie, who wore a radiant smile, and instinctively grabbed her hand.

Keelin mentioned something about having us stay at the compound to figure things out, but I found myself spacing out, lost in my thoughts.

The moment the door closed, snapping me back to reality, I turned to Josie, who was observing me closely.

"I don't—" I tried to speak, but she cut me off.

"It's okay if you're not okay with this whole soulmate thing," she said softly, a weak smile crossing her lips.

My heart raced at her words. No, it's not that. I'm just... trying to process it all. I reached for her, a sudden wave of urgency crashing over me. I grabbed her hand and rushed to my car.

"Where are we going, Hope?" she asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and concern as she intertwined her fingers with mine.

I didn't respond, only whispered, "Treehouse," before falling silent for the rest of the drive.

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JOSIE'S POV
Confusion engulfed me as we pulled up to the treehouse. Hope had been so rushed, and now she was silent, lost in her thoughts.

As we arrived, we whispered the password, and the doors opened. I watched her dart to the kitchen, filling a glass with water. *Why is she acting like this?*

Leaving me standing alone, she disappeared downstairs into the game room.

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HOPE'S POV

I paced the game room, frustration bubbling beneath the surface as I threw balls at the clown game. My mind raced with the implications of what I had just learned.

Suddenly, I felt Josie's presence behind me. "What's going on? Did I do something?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.

I scoffed, turning away, but the hurt in her eyes made me stop. Why am I being such a jerk?

After a moment, I realized I needed to talk to her. She had never seen me like this. Unless... unless I was upset.

Realization struck me hard. I rushed upstairs to the bedroom.

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JOSIE'S POV

I followed her up, my heart pounding. "Hope!" I called, my voice steady but filled with urgency.

"WHAT?" she snapped, trying to walk away again.

I blocked her path, feeling the heat of frustration rise within me. "HOPE ANDREA MIKAELSON, SIT YOUR ASS DOWN AND TALK TO ME!"

Her eyes widened, surprised by my outburst, but she complied and sat down beside me.

"You can't be upset with me and not tell me why. Is it because you don't know how to tell me you don't want to be soulmates? Because—"

I never got to finish my thought as she suddenly kissed me, cutting me off.

"Don't you ever say that again," she growled, a mix of intensity and desperation in her eyes.

In that moment, clarity washed over me. She cares, but something's holding her back.

Pulling away, I searched her gaze. "I'm sorry," I whispered, my voice barely above a breath.

But that wasn't enough for her. She pulled my chin up, leaning close to my ear, whispering, "What was that, love? I couldn't quite understand." Her breath sent shivers down my spine as she nibbled on my ear, igniting a fire within me.

"I'm sorry!" I repeated, louder this time, hoping it would calm her.

"Good girl," she murmured, her voice low and sultry.

Before I knew it, she was on top of me, pushing me back onto the bed. I could feel the electricity in the air as our desires collided, and I spread my legs instinctively, silently urging her on.

"Hope..." I gasped as her fingers traced teasingly along my thigh, drawing whimpers from my lips. "You easily get turned on at my touch," she teased softly, a smirk gracing her lips.

As her fingers inched closer to my core, I could feel the heat building within me. "Mmm, so wet for me, pretty," she murmured, rubbing me lightly. I squirmed beneath her touch, desperate for more.

"Hope, please," I begged, yearning for her to take me further.

"Cum for me, baby," she coaxed, and with those words, I lost myself, surrendering to the waves of pleasure that crashed over me.

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Afterwards, I lay beside her, breathless and filled with warmth.

"That'll teach you never to doubt my love for you again," she said, smirking as I cuddled into her.

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