Beastly

Marcus and I had spent the next few hours catching up, his arm firmly wrapped around me as we laughed and cried together. Although I did most of the crying, I had seen the emotions in his eyes that were undeniable. I laid next to him on the bed now, quietly staring at the ceiling and allowing myself to bask in his warmth.

"How does your chest feel?" I asked him, wondering how he was able to move and talk this much despite the damage that he had taken from me

"Oh, it's fine. It'll be healed before the end of tomorrow, I'm sure. I feel a sharp pain there once in a while but nothing I can't handle." He responded. I winced, looking up at him

"I'm really sorry about that. I still have no idea why I did that. It was like I-"

"Like you weren't yourself." he completed and smiled at me "You were. Just not one you're familiar with. It was probably my fault for coming close to you the way I did."

"What does that even mean? It seems like you know much more about this than I do."

"About what?"

I raised my hand, bending it into a gun form "Yknow zap zap, boom boom." He began to laugh, the vibrations of his body passing to me and out of embarrassment, I sat up and sulked. "Don't laugh at me. That was the only way I could describe it!"

"Zap zap, boom boom? How intelligent," he said jokingly

"I should have put that spear deeper inside you, shouldn't I?"

"You've become so violent over the years. Is it because of your mate?"

expressive." I tried to keep

they gazed at me, a grin on his face "Your

Wait, what?

mean? What does Alexander have to do

mate. Think of it like a time bomb,

expression on his face, I'd have burst out laughing. I'm sure I looked at him

any of this." I said, genuinely confused

to teach you. That's why I decided I couldn't keep away any longer. If I hadn't sneaked in the period your mate wasn't around, I probably wouldn't have gotten a chance to meet you again. To answer your question from before simply, you attacked me

had gone off to investigate the people that had attacked us and found that they had connections to this cult group that was obsessed with me. They and

he explained, did this mean that my powers had come out that night because of Xander's presence? Thinking about it irritated me because that meant he

at him as he grabbed my

"What?" I asked

that it almost tickled "This connection between your mate and your powers. There's nothing wrong with it. I believe it's what the very first woman

do you know

"I just do."

he would elaborate further but he continued to draw patterns on my palm and remained silent. It occurred to me suddenly that around the same time I had gained these powers and met Xander, I had begun to have the most vivid dreams of a life that was not my home. It wasn't so important to mention to Marcus but my memories of a man I didn't know swam through my mind time and time

most powerful memory; how he

to be alive more than once? To have lived more than one life?" I asked instead, quietly. His finger paused its movement on my palm and when I lifted my eyes, I found his gaze on me. His eyes that looked nothing like mine were wide and surprised "Um sorry, that