~~Lucas POV~~
I go downstairs to the kitchen and of course everyone is there.
Everyone stops what they are doing and look right at me.
"Good morning, everyone." I say breaking the silence.
"Pancakes, please." I tell the chef.
Elijah looks at me and then to Jasper, who stares at me as Emmet and Igrette stare at each other.
"What a nice mark you've got there brother. I see you took my advice " Jasper says.
I look at him.
" I didn't take your advice, I snapped out of it and realized that I needed my mate. You antagonizing me just pushed me over the edge.
"Good." He says.
"I hope you two got it out of y'all's systems because I could hear her all the way from the east wing." He says with a smile.
I growl. "That's a lie considering that my walls are soundproof." I say.
"Jasper stop. He is just messing with you Lucas." Igrette says.
"Well I would suggest that he stops thinking about my mate before I snap his neck." I say.
"Well that's the great thing about being immortal big brother, I'll just wake up thirty minutes later and then continue to annoy you." He says with a smirk.
I roll my eyes.
"Congratulations Lucas, I'm happy that you two are together now." Igrette says.
"Thank you." I say.
The chef places two plates of pancakes on the counter.
"Thank you." I say, grabbing them and going back up to my mate.
I walk into the bedroom and put the plates on the nightstand. I look at Ophelia to see that she's sleeping soundly. I guess I really tired her out.
I move a strand of hair out of her face, revealing her mark and press my lips to it.
He body tensed and then relaxes.
"Lucas." I hear her soft breathy voice.
I smile and pull away.
"I brought you breakfast, little mate." I say.
She sits up as I hand her a plate of pancakes.
"Thank you." She says.
I sit beside her and we both eat in comfortable silence for a while before I put my plate down.
"Ophelia." I say.
"Lucas." She replies.
"Tell me something." I say.
"Tell you what?" She asks.
"Anything, I just want to know everything about you." I tell her.
~~~Ophelia's POV~~~
"Well why don't you ask me then." I say putting my plate on the nightstand next to his.
I move closer to him and snuggle into his chest.
"What do you like to do?" He asks.
"I like to read and write. I also love to explore. How about you?" I ask.
"Me?" He asks, taken aback.
"Yes, that's how this works. I tell you something and then you tell me something back." I say.
"Oh okay, well I like hunting and I like to paint sometimes." He says.
"What do you like to paint?" I ask.
"It always depends, I'll have to show you one day." He says.
"What's your favorite pastime?" She asks.
"Sex." He says.
I blush. "Oh." I say.
He must have other girls. What was I thinking?
His eyebrows furrow.
Stupid mind link!
"Alright, I think it's time that I really explain to you what your place in my life is now. I don't have other girls, that single though alone makes me sick. I crave this body, desire this body. I love being inside of you. Hearing you scream my name. I want your skin on mine. If I could have you attached to my hip all day, I would. I want to put a baby in your womb. I want to be forever by you side. I know what I am, Ophelia. I know that I am not good by any means. I'm bad. That's all that I have ever been in my life. I do terrible things but I promise you this, I can be good to you. I told you that I want to love you and that I wanted to be with you but that was a lie. I more than want to, I need to. You're all that I have that is good. You're all that I've got. You are my salvation in this cruel world. I promise that it is only you. I don't know how you feel for me but I know that the thought of losing you, God Ophelia, I would kill every soul in this earth in rage and then kill myself." He says.
I look at him, my eyes growling cloudy.
"You might not think so, but you are my salvation too." I say.
He goes to object, but I press my finger to his lips.
"Ever since I was a little girl, I've dreamed of my mate. My parents were killed when I was little and I was raised by different pack families. All I've ever wanted was a stable family that I could call my own. I'm going to admit that when I first found out that you were my mate, I was pretty upset. I couldn't understand why the moon goddess would match me with a killer. Then I thought about it more and I realized that I am no better than you. I'm going to tell you this because I trust you. Sometimes I black out when I shift and I know I've killed people but I've never said anything before about it because I was afraid they would kill me or torture me. I was so selfish. I'm far worse than you." I say, tears falling down my face.
He pulls me into his arms, wiping the tears off my face.
"You'll never come close to being like me and you're not a werewolf, Ophelia." You're a Lycan. Werewolves don't black out and go on killing sprees. Lycans do. I know because I happen to be a Lycan and also, a female werewolf can't mark their mates, only a female Lycans can." He says.
"I know that, I just didn't know what to do or who to tell. Then when you found me and I thought everything through, it was like all my worries disappeared because I found someone who could understand. I realized that I couldn't have the average goofy goody mate and I didn't want one anymore. I wanted and needed you. Someone strong and also broken. Someone like me." I whispered, running my hand down his cheek.
"You think you're terrible, but your not. Terrible people don't want to love, even though I'm your mate. If you were as terrible as you paint yourself out to be, then you would have rejected me, cheated on me, or broke our bond. But you didn't. Your heart didn't. I thank the goddess that you didn't because I need you, too. I need us as much as I want us. I'm already starting to fall in love with you, Lucas, and I'm falling hard. Not like a little trip but like I fell off the top of the tower and I'm plummeting towards the ground. That's how I feel." I say.
He looks at me. "I promise that I'll catch you. I always will. He says, grabbing my chin.
I smile and pick him on the lips and then look at him.
Why is he so freaking sexy?
He smiles back.
Ughhhh!