Chapter 62


    ~Tia~


    *Phone Dings*


    N: Hey


    N?velDrama.Org: text ? owner.


    T: Who’s this?


    N: lol…..guess


    T: Or you could just tell me….


    N: I could, but that wouldn’t be as much fun….


    T: This may be fun to you, but not to me…..


    T: Who is this?


    N: Ok….ok….you twisted my arm……it’s Neal


    T: How did you get my number?


    N: I have my ways


    Okay, this is weird. Why is Neal texting me? How did he get my number? I won’t lie; Neal texting me


    makes me feel some type of way. It’s almost as if I’m being unfaithful or something. I know how


    ridiculous that sounds since it’s just texts. I don’t feel that way about Neal at all, but it feels as if there is


    supposed to be something more there.


    N: Hello??


    T: Yes, I’m here.


    N: Are you not happy to hear from me?


    T: I mean…..a text wasn’t really necessary….who really uses their phones around here


    N: True…lol….I just wanted to do something different


    T: Well, it IS different….


    N: Let’s hang out…..


    T: Uh….now?


    Oh, Goddess! Is it me….did I cause this? I will admit that Neal and I had a few great conversations, but


    I don’t think I did or said anything to get him to think there was more between up. I’m mated to the


    Alpha twins and have no eyes for anyone who isn’t them. I have to let him know there is nothing there.


    But…..what if I’m seeing something that isn’t there? What if he doesn’t see me like anything more than


    a friend? I mean, what would he see in me anyway?


    N: Not now….lol….but soon


    T: I have a lot going on….getting ready for the ceremony and all


    N: Which is why this will be perfect. Hang out with me and take a break from nning…..


    T: Um….we’ll see….


    N: Let me know……ttyl


    I hang up the phone and shake my head. This could be a tricky situation. I have to admit, though, the


    idea of hanging out with Neal is not appalling. He’s fun to be around, and I enjoy our conversations. I


    just don’t want him to think there is something there more than a passing friendship. Maybe I can avoid


    setting anything up before the ceremony. I just won’t text him, and I will avoid him around the


    packhouse.


    My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door. I indicate that entrance is permitted, and my mom


    walks through. “Hey, Tia. Was I disturbing you?”


    “No, mom. I was just sitting. You should be resting.” She shakes her head and sits next to me on the


    bed.


    “I’m fine….Aluma nd I are doing okay.” I ce my hand over my mom’s as she has it resting on the


    bed. I can’t imagine how it was for her and her wolf to ignore my father’smand. I’m really proud of


    her for putting herself first for once, rather than falling to him each time. I give mom’s hand a little


    squeeze before getting off the bed.


    “You know, I still need a dress for the ceremony.” Mom squeaks and ps her hands.


    “We can go shopping tomorrow. I will take the day off clinic duty and we can have a do-over for our


    messed up outing from this morning. “ I nod, excited about the uing day. I get to spend some


    quality time with my mom and shop for my dress. That all sounds great to me.


    ~Aida~


    “Yes, I’ve got it!” Exasperated, I recite the list again as if I haven’t just recited it at least 1o times in the


    past 30 minutes. These are all the things I need to make the mixture we were told about. This mixture


    should give me everything that I need to get the job done.


    I continue walking through the packgrounds, trying to make sure I have everything I needed. Last thing


    I want is to have toe back to get something that I left. I’m about to turn a corner when I hear raised


    voices. It….it kind of sounds like my dad and my Luna. I must be wrong, though, because they would


    have no reason to sound so….so personal with each other.


    I take a chance, and I peer around the corner. Their backs are toward me, but there is no mistaking


    their identities. My dad is having a heated discussion with our Luna. They are in an isted corner but


    are trying to be quiet and keep things hush.


    “I just didn’t have my watch on. Your scent and those sparks….I couldn’t handle it.”


    “Where was your watch?”


    “I left it on my desk while I was training.”


    “Why should your watch matter? I had my ne on so that should have been enough.”


    “UGH! I’ve told you before…..you having your ne or me having my watch is not enough. In order


    for us not to feel the impact of the bond and our mates to not feel any pangs of betrayal, we both need


    our talisman on. That’s the only way we have full protection.” I hurry away once the voices sound like


    they are on the move.


    What the hell was that? My dad and the Luna have a…a bond? They have a mate bond? How could


    that be? My dad is mated to my mom and the Luna to the Alpha. I don’t understand what I heard


    exactly, but I’m not too distracted by that mystery. There is another aspect of their conversation that is


    much more intriguing.


    A talisman that keeps the mate bond from being felt, and mates won’t feel betrayal. That’s very


    interesting. Maybe it’s not as interesting as the fact that it seems like there is a bond between my dad


    and Luna, but that doesn’t really concern me at the moment. If I could get my hand on those


    talismans……. “I KNOW THAT! I just said I needed those. I just have to figure out how to get them


    undetected.” I take a few quick steps. “You really piss me off sometimes.” Goddess, I have so much to


    do, but my time is limited.