Her Forever (Book 4)- Chapter 48

Vulcan’s POV

“Well, maybe we could have dinner together. I don’t know anyone around here, and it would be great to talk to a fellow person that has an interest in supernatural medicine.” Tamera tutted as she put the last tray on the table.

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea. I’m not the sociable type, really.” Touching Tamera’s hand again, I was disappointed I didn’t feel sparks fly through my skin. Everything about this woman drew me in. It wasn’t the permanent pained look on her face or the nasty scar that rode up her shoulder and neck; it was just her. Her brown eyes that looked to have a spark in them at one point in her made me want to ignite them again.

; I’ve been in pain as well. Maybe we could comfort each other,” my thumb rubbed over her knuckles as she pulled away without looking at me.

ll office, including a laboratory. Several vials of blood, plasma, and herbal medicine riddled her desk.

nough crossed my mind. I wasn’t the best-looking god. In fact, I was considered ugly, especially with the limp I held. What sort of god would have a limp? Me. Because lousy luck liked to follow me.

as the years went on. I didn’t’ care what the Olympian gods thought of me, so I left and made friends with Hades. He was the one

smelled terrible to her?

s I took a few steps forward. “I’m not the most handsome man-“

he mused as she organized her lab area.

tentions.” Tamera slammed the tray down, causing several vials to tip over.

y are worthless,” she snapped. “Bonds are nothing but physical attraction to make you have s*x with your mate, and then you get thrown away.” My breath hi

want to know why. Just let me get to know you, two damaged souls that need the support of one another. I’ve been through some s**t, and it looks like you have too. Please, just l

t even bonded anyway.

t for a month or so. My soul is broken, and Sorceress Bhodi, as already said, my time is limited. I don’t have much to live for.”

lently. What person would dare deny a mat

’t remember the last time I had hugged anyone besides Parisa when she needed comfort when she first came out of that club.

n my chest. “Thank you,” she sobbed. “I can’t promise anything but thank you for push

they were in the packhouse.

d,” I shook my head.

held my arm out for her link arms with me. Her smile was no longer hidden as I saw the faint pearls of her teeth. “I’ll cook; no one will be at the packhouse with a new alpha shifting

s what Alpha Jack had provided her.

als. Rosalie actually helped run the sight so packs could stay in touch better than old fashion snail mail.

unfortunate circumstances, she had to leave her pack. Tamera had trained in both human and werewolf anato

packs?” I took a bite of the salmon she had just grilled on her small patio. I had prepared tea and coffee despite her explaining that she was the host and I didn’t have to do anything. Her heavy sigh let m

“My mate, my ex-mate is why I am here,” she placed her plate down and loaded roasted vegetables on the table. “My mother was mated to a werewolf after I was born. My real f

and jumped ahead a bit,” she chuckled. “Anyway, my first night back, I was claimed by Alpha Santos. There were sparks, the whole good smell, and stuff, yadda, yadda,” she waved her hands around as she rolled her eyes.

use that is what you do, right? Werewolves take their mates then and there. Santos didn’t leave room for discussion.” her eyes softened. “We were together for about a month, and he continued to ask me when I would want to be changed into a werewolf, but I said I wasn’t ready, I wasn’t sure if I ever would be ready,” her eyes shifted to the woods. “I was scared; mom said it was painful, and technically I didn’t have to do it. I thought I had other qualities that made me strong besides becoming a wolf. Then I told Santos I didn’t want to.” I took my chair and placed it right beside her as I rubbed her back.

ith one hand as I heard it crack. What kind of a*****e dissolves a bond? It took an enormous amount of power, and that gods could only create, except for Charmunda, who was partly made of Hades.

heir alpha. I lived with my mother for a few months before I couldn’t take seeing him anymore. He had a different she-wolf every night in his room. I started to waste away, and he became intolerable.”

y neck. “And that is how I’m here,” she finished.

ion. My hand went through her hair as I saw the sparkle begin to come back.

it isn’t that hard to laugh now, is it?” I felt

make me laugh; I don’t remember the last time I did that.”

else that might brighten your

I nodded.

u have to find someone on your own. Really, you could still have a second chance, mate. You didn’t initiate the rejection first.” Tamera scrunched her button nose.

u’ll be my friend.” As much as I wanted to be more, a friend was what she needed. One day she could find comfort in me of something more, as long as she didn’t friend zone me. I couldn’t stand for that.

is what was Hades felt when Parisa first looked at him? I had some damn eagles in my stomach watching her eat. I picked up on every single mannerism she had. The way Tamera closed her eyes as she would eat meat but scrunched her nose as she forced herself to eat the roasted broccoli.

pposed to wait for my mate, that was what I really wanted, but the feeling of just being with her was enough. It was c

man that was destined to be mine in pain.

ing Tamera once we have found the gods and the Sphere of Souls is painful. I didn’t want to leave her. I wanted to stay.

with me. I’d trade any moment of my life to continue this bliss.

d there isn’t a bond between us,” she sp

okingly spoke. “Not everyone is like that a*****e; I would never do what

oken bond that still pulled her down.

till around for you to show me,” she whispered;

o stare. Little freckles were painted on her cheeks, her brown eyes had flecks of gold. She was like a little pixie. My little pixie.

h had been hurt by people meant for us; we understood each other and know how it feels to be rejected.

re….” I smiled as my finger traced her cheek. “Aphrodite left when I said she couldn’t walk all over me and sleep with others.

ed as she put her fingers through my beard. “You are; you are insanely good-looking; when you walked in the clinic today to check for Alpha Parisa, it was all I could do to look away.”

ould be a slow, grueling process, but she was worth it.

her tales of residency of trauma and ER work. Anything to do with battle wounds fascinated her, which was great since she worked in a packhouse full of fighting ready wolves. Tamera’s head st

e felt something too, without a bond.

Steffan, Parisa’s brother, came running.

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