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I grabbed my purse and house keys and headed out to get everything lined up.
I needed to withdraw money for my adventure—because calling it anything other than that would make me feel like a coward, and I refused to be labeled as one. Self-preservation was not the same thing as being weak. I needed to get supplies, food and water, and also rent a car. I’d get all of that, come back here to pack some shit, make sure my apartment was paid for the next month, and then I was hitting the road.
It was almost as if fate heard me, felt the ditch I was stuck in mentally and emotionally, and gave me the nudge I needed, that push I otherwise wouldn’t have taken.
I thought about Cian, a little flush starting to kindle in my body, a warmth I’d never felt before… until I'd seen him across the ocean in a pixelated video chat. I closed my eyes and swallowed the thick lump lodged in my throat. My body suddenly felt like it was on fire, my nipples beading, this heavy ache settling right between my thighs.
I breathed out and slowly opened my eyes before narrowing them, pissed that he made me feel this way. I didn’t like not being in control, having my body betray me with this potent arousal for a man I didn’t even know. It made me feel like my life wasn’t my own. And I wouldn't have that.
Anyone could stay hidden if they really wanted to. So that’s what I was going to do.
Besides…
If he was coming for me, if he thought he could just snatch me up and make me his, there was only one thing for me to do.
Run.
He’d have one hell of a chase on his hands, because I wasn’t going to make this easy on him.
If a hunt was what he wanted… I’d give him the greatest one of his life.
7
Cian
It was painful hearing the airport officials butcher the hell out of my and Odhran’s names. And of course the last-minute, Lycan-owned private jet I secured to the States from Scotland had been detained for a couple of hours, throwing a wrench into the time constraints I’d set for going after my mate. Not to mention we hadn’t acquired our private customs official once we landed, which meant we’d had to go the normal route of sifting through the red tape of landing on foreign soil.
So here we were, dealing with the bullshit of a human airport agent destroying the pronunciation of our names and looking at us like it was our fucking problem he couldn't say them right. Humans were behind and in front of us, the conversations all around obnoxious and loud, and the wail of children tired and done with this airport bullshit told me we weren’t the only ones ready to lose our fucking minds.
“Fooking hell,” Odhran finally muttered and stepped forward to glare down at the human male still trying to say the very Gaelic pronunciations. “Key-an,” he emphasized with a barely repressed growl as he pronounced my name. “And mine is Or-in.” He muttered it harder than necessary, then spouted off a slew of Gaelic curse words under his breath.
The human’s face turned red, but he didn’t say anything as he stamped our passports and handed them back to us, not making eye contact with Odhran.
I ignored the looks we got as we made our way out of the airport.
“This is why I fooking hate leaving the Highlands,” Odhran growled in Gaelic.
He wasn’t much for speaking in English unless absolutely necessary. And he was a surly fucker on the best of days, but being surrounded by humans, especially when they pointed and whispered in our direction, the stench of their awe and fear scenting the air, made him even more pissed.
And I couldn't blame him. I was on my last leg of patience, and knowing my mate was out there but not having her at my side had this clawing beast inside me rising up violently.
The longer I was away from her, the more I wanted her, and I knew once I had my sweet little mate in my arms, there was nothing on this fucking planet that would take her from me.
“They’re harmless,” I muttered back in Gaelic.
“That's only because ye now have a mate, and a human one at that.”
I chuckled softly.
“Ye tolerate the humans more because of her.”
I ran a hand over the back of my neck, ashamed that for a very long time I’d thought humans so weak and below me that they were a waste of my time to even think about despite the fact we coexisted. I was bitter, that lonely darkness in me making it unbearable on any given day.
“Yes, a lot has changed.” I hated myself for many years.
Odhran grunted in acknowledgment but otherwise said nothing, thankfully dropping the subject. Everything had changed, my whole life spinning on its axis. My mate was human, delicate and fragile, and I’d always protect her.
I focused on the humans we walked by again, anything to keep my mind off my mate right now, because I was driving myself crazy with my need for her. My wolf was pacing back and forth in my body, his desire and fierceness to go to her strong despite the fact that I was in control right now.
