Chapter 88
Thane
I lift my head, and I am met with the Ayla’s beautiful teal eyes except they are glowing and in wolf form. I fell asleep against little wolf’s bedroom wall last night and she remained as het wolf the entire night, I can sense that Aramana remains in control, and I am not sure how to convince her to give Ayla the reins so we can fix our mate bond. I have an ache in my chest despite being near her. The bond wanting to become permanent. I want my mate. I just wat her to want me in return. I stretch and reach out my hand towards Aramana’s head. She flashes me a fang but doesn’t growl. That is an improvement. The look on her face tells me if I attempt to touch her fur, that I will probably lose some fingers. I have a lot to get to the bottom of today and need to start it intact, so I stop my attempts at winning over her wolf for now. Ronan and are forever in debt to Ayla’s wolf. She saved the mate bond. Hopefully, she can keep it safe from her other half. My offer half. My world.
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I hear pounding on the door and realize that is why Aramana is up and staring at me. I get up to answer it, telling her to remain in the bedroom. I can’t let her secret out and I don’t want to let her out fearing she won’t return. I look through the peephole to see an angry looking Cyrus. “What the hell Thane. Where have you been? You have the mind–link closed off and you aren’t answering your phone.” Did I close the link? I must have shut it down when I was leading Ayla to the tunnels. Come in Cyrus, we have a lot to talk about.”
“What is going on? Why do you look like you have been thrown out of a moving vehicle and backed over a few times? Seriously, you look like shit. Have you even slept?” “Thanks for the compliments. I knew I could count on you. Does it look like I slept? NO. I didn’t sleep. I sat against a wall and kept waking up and checking on Ayla all night.” “Why? is something wrong with her?” “Oh yeah, there is something wrong all right. The fated mate bond snapped into place last night.” “What? fated mate bond? Why would that be wrong? What about dick face? I thought he was her mate? Why do you look like utter shit if you have your mate dude?” “I don’t know what happened to Kian or what is going on. I want a team scouring for him. I think he hit Ayla and that is why she rushed to my office last night. She had a busted lip and when she hit my doorway the bond snapped into place. It was the greatest feeling of my life.” I reluctantly replay the moment in my head, knowing the rest will of the memories will follow and hurt.
“Okay. Fated mates are great…check. So, you look like shit because…? “I look like shit because Della was in my office when the bond snapped into place.” “Holy shit. Tell me you didn’t get caught laying pipe into crazy pants when your mate bond manifested Thane.” “I wasn’t screwing her or any part of her. She dry humped me and then presented herself over my desk begging me to screw her. That’s when Ayla came in.” “Wow. You got yourself is a damn mess dumbass. I told you to stay away from that psycho, but you didn’t listen.” “I know‘ Cyrus, I know okay.” “Well, where is Ayla? Please tell me she put Della out to the curb with the rest of the trash where she belongs.” “No, I got Della to finally agree to leave before Ayla ripped her throat out. She wasn’t happy. Still isn’t.” “Yeah, I bet, you royal prick. How are you going to fix this?” “I am not sure yet. It would help if I could have a conversation with he but I can’t.” I explain to him just as I hear little wolf’s bedroom door open more, the bond telling me she is close without even having to look. “Why? She refusing to come out of her room and talk to you?” “Well, no. Yes. Kind of. She tried rejecting me, Cyrus.” “Damn man, that is serious.” I run my fingers through my hair and turn to face Aramana, still in control. Cyrus does the same and jumps back, grabbing a hold of my arm as he does it. He is acting spooked, half of his body now behind mine and that confuses me.
