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I’dfeltSimon’smagic when our magics had connected during the summoning, but it was nothing like this.Thiswas full, alive, powerful.Whatevermagic the whistle contained, this was a thousand times stronger.

Ourbodies moved in beautiful synchronicity, just like our magic.Thetempo of our movements quickened, building to an explosive crescendo, chasing a beautiful bliss that could only be found with one another.Myclaws and teeth elongated asSimontwisted his head to the side, exposing the length of his neck to me.Ibit down as euphoria grabbed me and threw me over the edge.Simonshook under me with his own orgasm.Everythingerupted in a stunning display of color and magic and sweet ecstasy.

Simoncollapsed beneath me, andIrolled us to our sides, not willing to separate our bodies yet.Iwanted this connection to last forever and ever.

Whenour bodies cooled, and our breaths calmed,Ireluctantly rolled away fromSimon.Istumbled toward his bathroom and found a threadbare washcloth under the sink.Ireturned with the warm wet cloth to findSimonhadn’t moved.Hisskin was flushed and sweaty.Thered spot on his neck whereI’dbitten him was already fading more quickly thanI’dhoped.Iwiped my spend and the lube from his body.IwishedIhad another cloth to wipeaway his sweat too, but this was the only clean clothI’dseen in his bathroom.

Inudged him until he rolled onto his back.Hiswide eyes watched me asIcleaned cum off his soft stomach with gentle strokes.Hischeeks darkened with my actions, but he didn’t turn away or avert his eyes.WhenIwas done,Itossed the cloth toward the bathroom.Itdidn’t make it that far, but we could get it later.Rightnow, allIwanted to do was to holdSimon, except our releases had soaked into the blanket, right in the middle of the bed.Noone should have to deal with the wet spot.

“Rollto the side,”Iwhispered.Hedid.ThenIpushed the messy blanket off the bed.Damnit,Ineeded to get another one from the closet.Iran to the closet and grabbed one of the blankets he’d given me last night.Ispread it out over him, thenIcrawled in beside him.

Wefaced one another.

“Areyou okay, love?”Ipushed his sweat slick hair off his forehead soIcould see his beautiful green eyes.

“Didyou see that?Themagic…It…I’venever…”

“Yeah.Isaw it.”Idrew my fingers down his cheek.Therewas nothing sexual in whatIwas doing now, butIjust…Icouldn’t stop touching him.

“Doyou think that means we’re fated mates?”

That’sexactly whatIthought, butIcouldn’t tell from his tone how he felt about it.Hewas cautious, my kitty cat.Ididn’t want to push him if he wasn’t ready to admit it yet.Icould be patient. “Whatdo you think?”

“Yes,Ithink that’s what it means,” he said, much more decisively thanIwould have expected of him.Hisgaze held mine. “Ithink you are my fated mate.”

Iswallowed around a lump in my throat. “Ithink you might be right.”

“Whywouldn’t theEternalMagichave blessed us then?”Hisgaze drifted up and down my body, not in a sexy way.Hewas searching for something. “Wedon’t have matching marks that show us as fated mates, at least not thatIcan see.”

“Sheis all knowing,”Isaid afterI’dgiven his question some thought. “Perhapsshe doesn’t feel we are ready yet.”

“WillowLakehas a lot of fated mates.Iheard someone say we now have more fated mate pairings than some big cities.ButI…Inever believedI’dfind mine too.”Hiseyes were glossy when he met my gaze. “Doyou think she will bless us?”

“Absolutely.Idon’t doubt it for a moment.”

Hissmile was beautiful as he scooted closer and wrapped his arms around me.Westayed like that, silently holding one another, for a long, long time.

Insome ways, being fated mates wouldn’t change much between us.Wehad connected through the summoning magic.Ourrelationship was already physical.Andwe’d agreed to live together.

Except…OnceWesleyand the others discovered our bond,Iexpected them to try to exploit it.They’dchosen to abduct me for a reason.They’deven embedded a tracking device in my arm so they could find me ifIescaped.Idoubted they were done with me yet.

SuddenlyIwas even more determined to findWesleyand eliminate him and his cohorts, because our relationship putSimonat risk.Icould handle them threatening me, but if they came forSimonto get to me,Icouldn’t dealwith that.Atall.Simonwas more precious than anything in my hoard.

Ihad the urge to shift and coil around him, hold him tight and keep him safe from the rest of the world, but this was enough.Forthe moment.

Chapter Twenty-Three

OGDEN

Twomornings later,Vandelivered my phone.Simonwas still at work, and normallyIwould still be asleep at this time of day, but as soon asVanput the phone in my hand,Iwas wide awake.

Ihadn’t realized how muchI’dmissed having it untilIheld it.Iplugged it in usingSimon’scords and waited impatiently until it had charged enough to turn on.Thefirst thingsIchecked were my text messages and emails.Assuspected, neither my sister nor my parents had noticedIwas missing.Granted,I’donly been absent for less than a week, but still.Isent everyone a quick update before moving on to check on my employees.

Mystaff was shocked and upset by everything that’d happened.Whenthey discoveredIwas moving, several asked ifIwas establishing a pub inWillowLake, offering to follow me.Ihad to think about that.WillowLakealready had a local spot for supes to hang out, at least fromwhatSimonsaid.Ihadn’t been there yet myself.Idoubted a place the size ofWillowLakecould sustain two similar businesses.

Sowhat wouldIdo here?

Istarted a list on my phone of possible new careers.