The Mate Challenge(48)
True. That was a positive. She didn’t know how much it worse it would have been for Maria to also be turned into one of the vampires. Emma smiled, watching Mason fold socks to her specifications. “You got it down pat, mutt!”
He lifted a brow and threw a pair of socks at her. “Most people fold socks one into the other. But you had to be one of those fanatics that actually folds socks.”
“If you shove them one into the other, then one will get wider than the other and it’s going to look weird when you wear them.”
Mason growled. “Who has separate drawers for colored and white socks?”
She laughed. “Me. I like being organized.”
“It’s called insane, brat.”
She choked on a giggle, watching him place her socks neatly in the drawers. “You like how organized I am with my toys.”
He stopped and glanced at the bedside drawer. “That one is actually a good idea. It’s easier for me to find stuff when I’m in a rush.”
She lifted a finger and motioned him toward her. “Come here.”
“Am I going to be compensated for the pain of having to fold socks?”
She pouted. “Maybe.”
He lay over her on the bed, ignoring the pile of socks he’d messed up. “This sounds promising. When you put your lips like that all I want to do is watch you suck me off.”
She took a deep breath and stared him deep in the eyes. “I’ll do it.”
“Awesome, let me take these pants off,” he said pulling away.
“Not that!” She chortled, slapping him on the shoulder. “I’ll marry you.”
“Baby, I already knew you’d marry me,” he said, lowering to kiss her.
“Full of yourself much?”
He shook his head. “No. But you love me. So you’ll marry me. Just like I love you.”
She blinked, her heart soaring in her chest. “You love me?”
He frowned. “You act like I’ve never said it before.”
“That’s because you haven’t!” She curled her arms around his neck. “Say it again. More romantic this time.”
He cupped her face with his hand. “I love you, Emma. I love you from the tip of your gorgeous hair down to your cute little toes. I love your snark, your bossiness, and your need to debate. I love your loyalty and how hard you care for people.” He nuzzled his lips over hers. “I love your body. I love every single dip and curve. I love how hot and wet you get for me and how fucking good you smell when I turn you on.”
She sighed. “Yeah. I really like how romantic you can be.”
“If you like that, you’ll love what comes next.”
Emma’s heart sang. She’d fought accepting Mason as her mate for so long and now all she wanted was to be with him forever. The wolf inside her told her there was no more second thoughts. It was him and her all the way. Emma couldn’t agree more. Mason belonged to her. Forever.
EPILOGUE
Emma lifted the glass of wine to her lips. It was her favorite. Mason had made sure to buy it for her for the girls’ man bashing night at their place. He truly was a great mate. And as soon as things calmed down, she’d tell the others they went to the justice of peace and got married. For now, she’d it keep their secret.
“I’m tired of this,” Ellie exclaimed. She ran her fingers through her new cut. Ellie’s hair grew so fast that she could give it a buzz cut and have a bob in a month. She’d gone with the spiky cut again. This time adding hot pink chunks.
“What are you going to do?” Nic asked. She’d been quiet so far. Much like Emma, she’d been listening to Ellie’s arguing over Caleb pushing her away.
Ellie met Nic’s gaze and then Emma’s. “I’m going to do what I should have done from the beginning.”
Uh-oh.
Barbara grinned. Her blue eyes flashed with wolf power. “What’s that, baby?”
“I’m going to help him fight. I’m going to stand by his side and help him get his land back.”
“Sounds like the smartest thing you’ve said all night,” Barbara mused. “You’ve got my blessing.”
Ellie blinked. “I do?”
“Honey, no matter how strong he is, you can’t let him do this alone. You both know you’re a team.”
“But mom, I didn’t think you’d want me to put myself in danger.”
Barbara sipped her wine and put it down after a moment. “He’s your mate. Do what your heart and your wolf feel is the right thing to do.”
Emma and Nic gasped.
“He’s your what?” Emma asked.
Ellie glanced down at her glass. “I didn’t tell anyone. It’s not like he bit me.”