His Obsession - Rose Marie Page 0,64
no idea the repercussions of our actions because we thought your mother was dead and did find out about you until we had to help a friend and Ally of ours, Domi, get his mate back.”
“Wait so Domi is a wolf too?” They shook their head in unison
“Vampire.”
“The Vampire King to be exact-” I go to open my mouth to ask more questions but Zane held up his hands. “We aren’t here to talk about that. Maybe some other time, right now we are her to tell you that the reason you brothers are experiencing the awakening of your wolf’s voice is because you encountered your soulmates. From the research we have gathered for unchangings that’s one of the few ways to awaken your wolf’s voice.”
“S-so d-does that m-mean we are g-go t-to change in-” Teagan shakes his head patting Landen’s back to calm him down.
“No there are no documented cases of unchangings forming the ability to transform, even after meeting their soulmate. Your biggest problem will be living with an unhealthy obsession for your mate and dealing with the sometimes constant and persistent voice in your head.”
“No, that’s not all.” Zane looked at us and this time the air in the room turned extremely serious. “The most important part about this is knowing that even though you both have adapted the unchanging gene from your mother, there is no guarantee that your offspring will be the same.”
“So, you’re saying that if we have children, they could possibly be like you two?” I ask bewildered. They both nod and continue the conversation, answering any and all questions we had. By the time they are done Landen and I sit there barely able to comprehend what we’d just heard. Still in utter disbelief we all sit in silence until Teagan’s phone ring and he excuses himself to answer. When he comes back, he whisper’s to Zane and he grabs his coat.
“We have to go but we will be back tomorrow. Take tonight and mull over everything we talked about. I know it’s a lot to process but this is just the hand you were dealt so it’s no use crying over it now. When we come back, we will bring you some medication to calm down your wolves’ voices, desires and urges. Unfortunately, that’s all we can offer now since dealing with Unchangings is still something new to even us. The best advice we can give you for now is to minimize contact with your soulmates and don’t do anything stupid. We barely had time to get anything out edge wise before they were gone.
When my own phone rings I check it seeing it’s Rebecca and my stomach drops with how much I don’t want it to be her. What’s up with my train of thought? When have I even not been excited to hear from my woman? Mate! Ugh, a headache emerged at the exact moment I picked up and when Rebecca’s voice came through, I went from feeling the love of a man who was going to propose to solely be thinking about the Goddess who’d just left my office.
“Baby? Channing, when are you coming home? It’s kind of late don’t you think? Did something happen?” As she rattled off her questions my hand grazed the resume and just the thought of seeing her again turned my brain to mush.
“I’ll be staying later tonight. Go to bed without me.” I could hear her calling out to me as I hung up. My need to see her, be with her, love on her was so overwhelming I could think of nothing else. Before I knew it, I was standing up and putting on my jacket.
“You know they said not to do anything stupid right?” I jumped at seeing Landen still sitting in the same spot he was when Zane and Teagan were over.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I snorted and stood up sighing.
“Sure you don’t. I don’t know if it’s the connection that Zane and Teagan said we’d have since we’re blood brothers, but I can sense it from you. You’re going to do something you’re not supposed to.” I look him up and down with narrowed eyes and smirk.
“Same, since that exact feeling is radiating off of you as well.” He shrugged and cocked his head to the side.
“I guess you’re right, just be careful.”
“Ditto.” He said nothing else, just walked out closing the door behind him. Looking down at the resume in my hands my eyes