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tension course through him.
She continued to stare at him. Her leg twitched again.
“Ask me anything,” Jace prodded.
“Are you saying you saw me and it was love at first sight?” she asked incredulously.
“We mate for life. You’re my mate.”
The leg stopped bobbing again. “And this wolf stuff. It’s real?”
“Yep.”
Cassie took a deep “so help me” breath and tilted her head back to look at the ceiling. Dr. Stockwell, you are not allowed to lose your shit.
“But I’m human,” she said, feeling slightly absurd for having to make a point of it.
“Cassie, look at me,” Jace said.
She did. He reached forward and grasped her hands. His fingers brushed her breasts as he did so, making them sensitive and heavy. How did he still have that effect on her? Confessing that he wasn’t human, murdered someone, that she was his, and she got turned on when he brushed her breasts?
“We sense our mates, shifter or human, when we meet them. Human mates aren’t unusual but they aren’t common. We can spend decades looking for our mate, hoping we’ll be drawn together.”
WTF, did he just say decades?
He was so earnest, so sincere, and after all he told her, all she wanted to know was about the whole mate thing. “And what does mate mean exactly, in the werewolf world?”
“Shifters,” he corrected. “We are linked. For life. And Cassie, we live longer than humans.” He stopped to let that sink in.
“How much longer?”
A bit reluctantly, he said, “Centuries.”
“ What? ”
“As a human, when you bind with me, you’d share my lifespan.”
“Share lifespans,” she echoed, her mind reeling. Her rational mind argued with her buzzing emotions.
Abruptly, she stood up, dropping his hands, losing the warmth of his body, and paced at the end of the table in the tiny room. He stood slowly, but didn’t move toward her.
“Look, Jace, this is all,” she gestured all around her, “a lot. I need some time, room to breathe.”
“Cassie, I—,”
“You need to go.” She kept pacing, hands on hips. “No, you know what? I need to go. Where’s Kaitlyn?” She walked to the door and tried to open it, but they were locked in. She banged on it with her palm.
“Bennett!” Cassie called through the door. “Open up. I want to talk to Kaitlyn.”
She was about to pound again when the door swung open. She jumped back.
Bennett walked in. “Jace, you wanna give us a minute? I’d like to chat with Dr. Stockwell before I take her home.”
“Where’s Kaitlyn?” Cassie demanded.
“She’s talking to Master Bellamy. Jace, wait in the hall.”
“I’m not fucking leaving,” Jace said. He squared off with Bennett. The fair-haired man was only an inch shorter than Jace and not the least bit intimidated.
Cassie resumed pacing.
“Look man, give her some room,” Bennett said quietly. “I’m not going to hurt her. You know my life is protecting our people, including human mates.”
Cassie could just make out what he was saying. Some of the tension eased in the tiny interrogation room. She needed to learn about all of this world, find Kaitlyn, and with Jace next her, all she could think about was the word “mating.” When she heard that word, she remembered what his naked skin felt like on hers and wanted more.
“I’m okay, Jace. Please wait in the hall for me. I’m sure it won’t take long.” She hoped she hit on his major concerns and he didn’t argue.
Hurt flashed across his handsome features and was gone just as quickly. He turned to leave and Cassie yearned to go after him, suddenly not wanting to be alone in the room with the other male, craving only to be by Jace’s side. But she needed answers.
“Leave the door cracked,” Jace muttered.
***
“Dr. Stockwell, please have a seat.”
“Unless you’re my patient, it’s just Cassie.” Unless you’re me. I call myself Dr. Stockwell all the time. Especially when crazy happened—like when a patient breaks down
She continued to stare at him. Her leg twitched again.
“Ask me anything,” Jace prodded.
“Are you saying you saw me and it was love at first sight?” she asked incredulously.
“We mate for life. You’re my mate.”
The leg stopped bobbing again. “And this wolf stuff. It’s real?”
“Yep.”
Cassie took a deep “so help me” breath and tilted her head back to look at the ceiling. Dr. Stockwell, you are not allowed to lose your shit.
“But I’m human,” she said, feeling slightly absurd for having to make a point of it.
“Cassie, look at me,” Jace said.
She did. He reached forward and grasped her hands. His fingers brushed her breasts as he did so, making them sensitive and heavy. How did he still have that effect on her? Confessing that he wasn’t human, murdered someone, that she was his, and she got turned on when he brushed her breasts?
“We sense our mates, shifter or human, when we meet them. Human mates aren’t unusual but they aren’t common. We can spend decades looking for our mate, hoping we’ll be drawn together.”
WTF, did he just say decades?
He was so earnest, so sincere, and after all he told her, all she wanted to know was about the whole mate thing. “And what does mate mean exactly, in the werewolf world?”
“Shifters,” he corrected. “We are linked. For life. And Cassie, we live longer than humans.” He stopped to let that sink in.
“How much longer?”
A bit reluctantly, he said, “Centuries.”
“ What? ”
“As a human, when you bind with me, you’d share my lifespan.”
“Share lifespans,” she echoed, her mind reeling. Her rational mind argued with her buzzing emotions.
Abruptly, she stood up, dropping his hands, losing the warmth of his body, and paced at the end of the table in the tiny room. He stood slowly, but didn’t move toward her.
“Look, Jace, this is all,” she gestured all around her, “a lot. I need some time, room to breathe.”
“Cassie, I—,”
“You need to go.” She kept pacing, hands on hips. “No, you know what? I need to go. Where’s Kaitlyn?” She walked to the door and tried to open it, but they were locked in. She banged on it with her palm.
“Bennett!” Cassie called through the door. “Open up. I want to talk to Kaitlyn.”
She was about to pound again when the door swung open. She jumped back.
Bennett walked in. “Jace, you wanna give us a minute? I’d like to chat with Dr. Stockwell before I take her home.”
“Where’s Kaitlyn?” Cassie demanded.
“She’s talking to Master Bellamy. Jace, wait in the hall.”
“I’m not fucking leaving,” Jace said. He squared off with Bennett. The fair-haired man was only an inch shorter than Jace and not the least bit intimidated.
Cassie resumed pacing.
“Look man, give her some room,” Bennett said quietly. “I’m not going to hurt her. You know my life is protecting our people, including human mates.”
Cassie could just make out what he was saying. Some of the tension eased in the tiny interrogation room. She needed to learn about all of this world, find Kaitlyn, and with Jace next her, all she could think about was the word “mating.” When she heard that word, she remembered what his naked skin felt like on hers and wanted more.
“I’m okay, Jace. Please wait in the hall for me. I’m sure it won’t take long.” She hoped she hit on his major concerns and he didn’t argue.
Hurt flashed across his handsome features and was gone just as quickly. He turned to leave and Cassie yearned to go after him, suddenly not wanting to be alone in the room with the other male, craving only to be by Jace’s side. But she needed answers.
“Leave the door cracked,” Jace muttered.
***
“Dr. Stockwell, please have a seat.”
“Unless you’re my patient, it’s just Cassie.” Unless you’re me. I call myself Dr. Stockwell all the time. Especially when crazy happened—like when a patient breaks down
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