Erick frowned as he thought of the file that he had seen back in the filing room.
Confused as to why he had asked that question, Amber prodded him in the arm. "Erick, sweetie? What's wrong?" she asked.
Erick blinked his eyes and turned to her with a gentle smile. "Nothing's wrong, my love."
Then his expression changed as he sniffed her, making Amber look more confused. "What's wrong now?" she asked warily.
Instead of answering her, he immediately pulled her into his arms and carried her off to her room.
She shrieked in surprise. "What are you doing?" she shouted as she wrapped her arms around his neck, scared of falling down.
Erick grinned cheekily down at the woman in his arms and said, "Of course, it's time to clean you up. You smell really nasty, my love," he ended with a look of cringe on his face.
Amber pouted as she playfully smacked him on the shoulder. "Seriously, you shifters and your sense of smell!" she said sarcastically.
Inside her bathroom, he put her down, though, not releasing her as he circled his arms around her waist. He then leaned closer, placing his face closer to the spot between her collarbone and where her heart beats.
Before Amber could react, she felt his lips on her skin and suddenly she shrieked again in surprise. Seconds later, Erick pulled away with a cheeky grin on his face, looking very satisfied.
Amber smacked him on the shoulder. "Seriously, what are you doing?" she scolded.
Erick didn't answer her. Instead, he looked down at the spot he had just nuzzled in with a pleased look on his face.
Following his gaze, she was stunned to see a hickey underneath her collarbone. She gasped.
Oblivious to her gasp, he then said happily, "And that's where I will mark you when we mate."
Amber's eyes widened as her cheeks flushed red.
Taking advantage of her silence, he quickly went to fill the bathtub with water and proceeded to "help clean her up".
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Bastian stood alone inside his parents' living room as he waited for his father to come and join him.
He had rushed back home soon after he had cleared his duties at Burkendall town. After hearing the Alpha Kendall's orders, he wasted no time in trying to get his father aware of the current situation.
Nothing has happened yet but the pot was starting to brew. So before the pot blew up, it was better to prepare to put the lid on top of it to evade the explosion.
At first, he was concerned about the things that had been happening at Port Robson Bay. So he was surprised to hear that the same situation had happened at Burkendall. He wasn't sure what but when he heard the name, 'Rehan' from the mouth of the vampire, he knew it wasn't that simple.
He still remembers the time when he got kidnapped, along with Amber. And how he was ruthlessly experimented and poked at. He felt unclean and weak as he recalled his emotions back then.
Although there was something good coming out from that situation where he discovered his lycan powers, it doesn't mean that he would thank them for it.
No, he still wanted to have his revenge and show them what he's capable of. He wanted to show his current strength. The strength of the future Cesaro Alpha.
Looking out the window, he could see the serenity of the scene outside. But he knew deep down, it wasn't as peaceful as it seems.
Lost in thoughts, he did not notice his father walking in, carrying two glasses of red wine.
Hearing someone clearing his throat behind him, Bastian whirled around in surprise to see his father holding a glass of wine towards him.
Murmuring thank you, he accepted the glass and took a huge gulp of it, finishing the drink.
Riedrich shook his head slowly, watching his son drink. He took a sip of his and said, "One must savour the taste of the wine. Not gulping in just one go."
Bastian just ignored his words and sat down in one of the armchairs.
Letting out a sigh, Riedrich went and sat in one of the armchairs as well.
"Where's mom?" Bastian asked.
Riedrich frowned. "Sleeping," he replied. "Your mother has been missing you. Why didn't you come earlier? It has been a while since we had dinner together. She has been overly concerned about you. Especially when you haven't found your mate yet."
Bastian inwardly sighed to himself. This was one reason why he dreaded coming to his parents' house, especially coming face to face with his mother. He did not like the concern that was on her face when he would answer that he hasn't found his mate yet.
Unfortunately, he wasn't as lucky as those shifters at the Kendall pack. They were lucky enough to find their mates in their own town and even in the same pack. And even if their mates weren't from the same pack or town, they were lucky to still manage to find them at all!
It wasn't as if he did not try to find his mate. It just wasn't so easy as it seems. And it just so happens that he has put 'looking for his mate' mission on hold because of what had been happening around here and there.
He just kept quiet.
Riedrich let out a resigned sigh. "When are you going to look for your mate, Bastian?" he said. "You're not getting any younger. Your mate should be out there. At least, once you're mated, I would be rest assured with you."
Bastian scowled. "Are you implying that I'm weak if I'm not mated yet?" he growled.
"Of course not!" Riedrich roared. He then sighed again as he leaned against his seat. "Enough, Bastian. Just try and make an effort to look for your mate."
"It's not as if I wasn't trying," Bastian muttered under his breath.
Riedrich just ignored his words. "So what was it that you wanted to tell me about?" he asked, changing the topic. "You've met with the Kendall pack?"
Bastian nodded and proceeded to tell his father everything about what he had learned and what Lachlan had suggested.
Riedrich nodded, agreeing with Lachlan's suggestion. "That's a good idea. We can have a discussion on what to do about this. Never thought that this Rehan would appear once more. It seems like we have to deal with him as soon as possible."
Bastian nodded as well. "I agree," he said.