Jason’s p. o. v
I sat in a cafe sipping coffee while looking at Rhoyda who was growling at me.
“What?” I asked calmly.
“Why the hell are we here, didn’t you say we had an emergency?” She asked seriously.
“Yes we did, and us bonding is really an emergency.” I answered.
“Are you Fucking kidding me?” She asked loudly.
“No, I’m not.” I answered then put my cup down and leaned against the chair.
“Seriously Jason, why are we here?” She asked again.
“We are here because at home there is Emily.” I answered honestly.
“You must be kidding right?” She asked loudly.
“No.” I answered Lazily.
She brushed her hand through her hair then leaned against her chair.
“You are telling me, that you came all the way from home because you are afraid of Emily?” She asked sarcastically.
“I’m not afraid of her, I’m more afraid of myself. The more I stay close to her, the more I can feel my self-control slipping.” I answered.
“Wow, and to think you are an alpha.” She said mockingly.
“I am Rhoyda, that’s why it’s even hard to hold back. I feel twice what a delta or beta who is mated can feel. If you think I’m bluffing, wait you meet your mate. After sharing a room for a week, If you won’t let him mate you I swear I will get you anything you desire.” I answered.
“Okay enough, let’s say I believe you, then why am I here?” She asked as she folded her arms.
“I dragged you here with me because you couldn’t keep your damn mouth shut. Remember how you were openly telling a human what a mate was, you are lucky that she took it as an offensive joke.” I answered.
“Jason, why are doing this, why can’t you tell her the truth and mate with her?. The truth will eventually come out as long as she stays with us.” She said seriously.
I knew that she was right, and that’s what I hated the most. The truth really did hurt.
I pulled out my wallet from my pocket and got a few dollars.
“It’s none of your business. So stay out of it.” I answered coldly then put the money on the table and stood up.
“It is my business because I’m your sister.” She answered.
I walked out as she quickly followed behind.
“You have to let her love you, please.” She mind linked me.
I was about to mind link her back when I picked up Emily’s beautiful scent.
“Jason.” Rhoyda called Softly.
“Shhhh.” I whispered then inhaled deeply.
Her scent wasn’t very strong, but it really was near the place I was standing.
“Wait here.” I ordered then walked to the forest.
The more I moved ahead, the stronger her beautiful scent became. My mouth was becoming watering and my heart was slowly picking up.
Vincent Shifted a bit and growled in frustration. I clearly told her to stay home but she disobeyed me. I was upset with her.
I stopped moving when I spotted her behind a tree peeking at me a few times.
All the anger I felt instantly vanished, she really was like a cute playfully kid.
The fact that she was hiding from me made me want to laugh. I was an alpha Werewolf whose sense of smell was sharper than all Werewolf ranks. If I had wanted, I could have smelled exactly where she was without even following her to the forest.
“You can come out now.” I said loudly and waited.
When a few minutes went by, I groaned loudly. Her games were slowly getting on my nerves.
“Emily, can you come out now before I make you,” I said in a loud growl.
She slowly moved from the tree with her gaze lowered to the ground.
I moved closer and stood in front of her.
“Why are you here when I clearly told you not to wonder anywhere far.” I asked.
She looked at me then shrugged.
“Didn’t I tell you that I’m not a little kid, I have the right to go anywhere I want.” She answered.
I raised a brow and looked at her from head to toe.
She was in a beautiful, faded, purple, bearles blouse and black trousers. Her hair was tied in a ponytail and she looked very beautiful to the extent of pissing me off.
“Where were you going to?. I won’t ask again.” I growled loudly.
She took a step back with wide eyes, fear was written all over her face. It wasn’t my intention to scare her in any way, it’s just that I really hated the thought of her dressing up to look good for some other guy.
“I wasn’t going anywhere, you and Rhoyda left me all alone in that big huge mansion. I knew it was wrong, but I wanted to come along. I quickly changed my clothes and decided to follow you. I didn’t expect to actually find you, but when I saw you walking out of that cafe I got scared.” She whispered.
“Why?” I asked Softly.
“Because I knew that you were going to be very upset with my actions.” She answered.
My mate was really something else, I didn’t know if she was courageous or plain stupid. But either way, she was making me happy.
“Don’t you think you are beautifully dressed for that?” I asked.
She looked at herself with a frown then at me.
“These clothes are old clothes, nothing about them is nice. Wait, are you jealous?” She quickly asked with a smile.
I tensed then took in a deep breath and released it. How were the tables turning this quickly against me?
“Why should I be, I’m asking you this because you are wearing ugly clothes. Have you really forgotten your position in our mansion?. You are just a mere maid, nothing more.” I answered seriously.
She looked at me in shock. I was expecting her to yell back as usual but she didn’t, she just turned quietly and walked ahead leaving me standing there in surprise.
“Go after her.” Vincent growled at me angrily.
I quickly ran to her and held her hand. She turned and slapped me across the face.
I flinched a bit then let her hand go, she was staring at me coldly.
“I’m sorry that I have ugly clothes, I’m also sorry that I’m ugly too. Do you have fun when I’m hurting because of you?” She asked with tears forming in her eyes.
My heart was aching at the sight of her nearly in tears.
“You are always mean and a jerk to me, but there at times when you became so good to me that I even convince myself that you like me a little.” She whispered then sniffed softly.
I grabbed her hand and pulled her in my embrace.
“I was Joking, so don’t take it heart please.” I said softly while rubbing her back hoping the tingles would calm her down.
I didn’t want her hurting because of me. No matter what she was my other half.