Amara – Reunion

Author's note: this is from Sergio's point of view

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I woke up with a big grin on my face. I took a deep breath, allowing the scent of moonflower to fill my system.

Last night was amazing, and the state of my hotel suite shows it. It's a complete mess. Several pieces of furniture are broken as a testament to the wild lovemaking that happened here.

Yes. I called it lovemaking and not sex because Calista is absolute perfection. Her stamina, strength, and flexibility are out of this world and I loved every minute of it.

Calista knows how to do magic with her scrumptious lips and she is hard and soft in all the right places. Her sweet pussy is made for me to explore all night long, and that's exactly what I did.

The whole experience was elevated to a new level I didn't think it was possible, by the amazing sparks of the mate bond.

I never came so strongly. The first time caught me by surprise and I feared that I will pass out.

I howled. I literally did.

I didn't know that one woman can make me sated, yet here I am, absolutely happy and craving for her more.

She is amazing. Made for me. Mine.

'Mate…', my wolf said, and I couldn't agree more.

I didn't want to find my mate, because I feared I will forget about everything else in my life that's important, and now that I'm here, I don't care about anything or anyone other than Calista, and I'm perfectly fine with that.

I'm such a fool.

A happy fool.

A few mental flashes made me hard and I couldn't wait to get myself inside Calista again.

There was just one problem.

Where is Calista?

I pushed myself up on my elbows and observed the surroundings.

Tatters of what used to be her dress were scattered on the floor, and if not for that, I would believe that last night was a dream or maybe moonflower-induced hallucination.

My attention was brought to the note on the nightstand that was written in elegant cursive.

[ Thank you for the fun night, wolf-boy.

You ruined my dress, so I took your shirt. Now we are even.

C ]

I read the message thrice and shook my head helplessly. Well, at least I progressed from a 'dog' into a 'wolf-boy', and that should be a sign the lady was pleased with my last night's performance.

She called it a 'fun night'. It was more than fun for me. 

For me, it was stepping into another dimension that was filled with colors and the scent of moonflower.

It seems like forever since someone called me 'boy', probably more than three hundred years.

I flipped the note a few times, hoping that there is more. A hint that she will be back, or maybe where she went, or a phone number, an email, anything… there was nothing.

She left.

My wolf whimpered as my world collapsed for the second time because of Calista.

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Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view

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My phone rang incessantly, waking me up from the sleepy bliss after a night of carnal pleasures Duke provided.

I pried myself out of Duke's arms and crawled over him in order to get my phone.

Of course, my super-hot boyfriend was also awake, enjoying my struggle to reach the blasted device that wouldn't stop ringing.

"Yes?", I responded drowsily.

"Do you know where Calista is?"

I blinked and looked at my phone to double-check the caller ID. Why was Sergio asking me about Calista?

"Did something happen?"

Silence.

I was sprawled over Duke, our bodies making a fleshy 'X', and Duke took advantage of our current position to squeeze my ass. I slapped his hands away. How can I talk if he is doing such things? Does he want me to moan into the phone?

Why was Sergio not talking?

"Sergio?"

He cleared his throat before responding, "I have something that's Calista's, and I wish to return it. Do you know where she is?"

"She is staying in a hotel."

"Which one?"

Should I just tell him? No. Even if Calista finished with her boy-toy from last night, she won't be happy if Sergio contacts her. She hates werewolves and dissed him openly. If he finds her with my help, I will be in trouble also.

"What do you have? You can give it to me, and I will pass it to Cali."

"No. I need to do it personally. Tell me where she is, or give me her phone number and I will call her."

I realized that going in a roundabout (aka polite) way won't work. "Sorry, Sergio. If Calista wanted you to have her number, she would give it to you. I will tell her that you want to reach her, but it will be up to her to decide what's next."

Sergio cursed under his breath and hung up. Just like that.

I frowned at my phone. What's his problem? Rude.

No wonder werewolves have such a bad reputation. They act like animals without sophistication.

I sent a message to Calista.

[Sergio wants to get in touch with you.]

I was about to keep my phone back on the bedside table and focus on my boyfriend who was groping me again, but then my phone rang.

I slapped Duke's wandering hands away before picking up the call.

"What does he want?" It was Calista.

"Sergio said he has something that belongs to you.", I responded, guessing that she probably left something in the nightclub, and he got it.

"That's all he said?", Calista asked.

"Yes. He wanted to know where you are and how to reach you, but I told him that you will find him if it's important."

"Good."

"You sound awake. Did last night go well?"

"Last night was good, but I can't afford to be lazy like some people.", Calista said teasingly, and I knew that 'some people' are Duke and I.

"That sounded like you have something important to do."

Calista snorted. "Thanks to you."

I was confused. "Me?"

"Mhm…", she hummed. "I'm on my way to meet with Aldi so that we discuss our approach on dealing with the Council."

"Oh…", I realized that she was talking about the plan to capture those hooded guys with me as bait. "I wanted to be part of that planning also."

"You have your mission, sweetie.", Calista reminded me. "Don't you need to reveal certain facts to a certain someone? Have fun, girl, and enjoy your weekend. I will talk to you later." She ended the call with that.

Yes. I needed to tell Duke about creatures, and Calista knows that.

"Is everything alright?", Duke's question pulled me out of my stupor.

"Yes, yes. Sergio has something that belongs to Calista, and Calista is on her way to meet with my father, and because we don't have anything IMPORTANT to do, Calista called us lazy."

Duke smiled and I hugged him tightly, increasing the skin contact to the maximum. I buried my face in the crook of his neck and took a few deep breaths, allowing his scent of pine trees and the ocean to calm me down.

"This doesn't look like everything is alright.", Duke shared his thoughts.

It was silly of me to think that he wouldn't notice my anxiousness.

"Duke, will you love me if I'm different?"

His handsome eyebrows came together. "Different? Did your sickness relapse?"

"No, no. I'm not sick. Just different."

He looked at me helplessly. "Don't be silly, Serina. I love you BECAUSE you are different. Unique. Made for me. Mine."

His words were kind and sweet, just like always, but didn't bring me much comfort.

I wanted to tell him everything, but not when we were naked in bed. I had to consider the possibility that he won't like what he heard, or that he might need space, so I told myself to be patient because I will do it later. Today.

My insides were tied into knots from anxiousness.

I kissed him on the lips.

"Make love to me, Duke…", and then I kissed him again.

I didn't need to tell him twice.

Yes, Duke's intimate embrace makes me relax and forget about anything and everything beyond the two of us, and that was exactly what I needed at that moment.

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