Drake stirs sitting up on his elbow before rubbing his eyes and looking at us.
“What are you two talking about?” He asks sleepily.
“About yesterday, Lana thought we would get bored of her and we would regret her marking us” Tate answers.
“Why would you think that?” Drake asks, laying back down on his back.
“Because you can’t break a mate bond, what if I am not what you want?” I tell him.
“Technically you can break a mate bond, but we want you Lana, that won’t ever change” Drake says.
I sit up and I feel unease hit me through the bond from Tate.
“Why would you tell her that?” Tate snaps at him.
“What was I supposed to lie to her” Drake retorts. Tate says nothing but what he said makes no sense you can’t break a mate bond.
“I don’t understand, that’s not possible. You can’t break a mate bond”
Tate sighs loudly, clearly annoyed with Drake.
“You can, it’s hard to do and you need a witch. Drake’s father broke his mate bond to his mother” Tate answers and I hear Drake growl.
“But why?” I ask, looking over at Drake who was staring at the ceiling.
“My mother killed herself, when a mate dies the bond sends the other one crazy or they die too, my father saw a witch who helped break the curse so he wouldn’t be driven crazy and do the same” He states.
“But the woman in the picture”
“At my fathers?” Drake asks, I nod.
“That’s his second chance mate, Chase’s mother. I have three half-brothers” He tells me.
“I am shocked honestly, I didn’t think you could break a mate bond”
“It’s taboo that’s why, she only broke it because my father was dying, and he had me to look after. I doubt she would do it for anyone just looking to break a mate bond” Drake answers.
“So, you know her?” I ask, and he nods, eyeing me suspiciously.
“I don’t want to break our bond Drake, I just thought you two wouldn’t want to be mated to someone like me” He nods, but I could feel Tate was getting angrier about this line of conversation.
“Yes, I know her” Drake answers and Tate growls low in the back of his throat. Making me look at him.
“I went to see her and asked her to break our bond, she refused even after my father offered to pay her” Drake admits. He tried to break their bond? The thought sickened me.
“Why?”
“Because my father wouldn’t let me take over the pack if I were mated to another man, not that it matters now. Nor do I care, I rather be with you pair now. I see how foolish that was” Drake says, shocking not only me but Tate who’s head whips to the side looking at him.
“Hey don’t get any ideas Tate, let me get used to the idea of being with you first or I may just go beg Avery to break it” He chuckles, and Tate nudges him.
“Avery?” I ask.
“The witch who broke my fathers bond, she lives in Avalon city” I nod in understanding.
“Well, I am glad she wouldn’t break your bond” I tell them. Drake nods and I sit up.
“Where are you going?” Tate asks, watching me.
“To cook breakfast” I tell him about to hop out of the bed when he wraps his arms around my waist dragging me back.
“I could always eat you for breakfast” He purrs climbing on top of me and between my legs. My face turning scarlet at his words as I push on his shoulders.
“Don’t act so innocent, we seen what’s in your handbag” Drake says, raising an eyebrow and Tate chuckles.
“What you went through my bag?” I ask worried about what they may have found in it.
“Yes, and you have a few things to explain, Tate and I have realised we barely know you. Going through your bag raised more questions though, like why are you on anti-depressants?” Drake asks. I say nothing shocked they went through my stuff but also embarrassed.
“How long have you been on them?” I shake my head not willing to answer or talk about the circumstances around why I was put on them.
“Lana?” Tate says looking down at me. I push on his shoulders wanting to get up.
“Don’t go through my bag” I tell them when I get up throw my legs over the side of the bed. Getting up, I head for the bathroom, but Drake follows opening the door as I try to close it.
“You don’t need to hide things from us”
“Really because I know you’re hiding shit from me” I tell him.
“Really because I know you’re hiding shit from me” I tell him.
“Like what?” He snaps.
“You’re a hypocrite, how long have you known Tate was your mate huh?” I ask, suddenly angry. Tate sits up on the end of the bed watching us.
“Eleven years” Tate answers when Drake says nothing.
“So, you whinged about waiting two years for me, yet you made Tate wait Eleven? Eleven years he had to feel you be with other people” The thought horrified me.
“Tate and my relationship prior to meeting you has nothing to do with you” Drake snaps at me.
“Nothing to do with me? Of course, it does because I have suffered for two years. I know Tate wasn’t the one screwing around, you know we can feel it. You may not have marked us, but we could still feel it” I scream at him, poking him in the chest. He takes a step back and I realise how angry I have become when I feel my fangs sink into my bottom lip.
“What are you talking about?” Drake says.
“Look I get it, I don’t blame you. This is exactly why I didn’t want to mark Tate, have him tied to me when clearly you have had no problem being with someone else” I go to shut the door in his face when he grabs my arm. He honestly looked like he had no idea what I was talking about. At first, I didn’t understand it either, understand how the mate bond could let me feel when they were unfaithful to the bond. I thought at first it was just terrible period pain, yet I couldn’t explain the hollow feeling in my heart.