"You would not believe who was just in here!" Abler gushes when I near the table.

"Some guys were just in here eating with us and they explained everything! About your dreams, the coven, how we all needed protection from this up and coming force of evil of some kind! It was stunning to sit QUIETLY and listen to this load of crap from a stranger! But I just couldn't talk!" Jericho throws all this in one breath.

I can't believe what I am hearing. They know what's going on and accept it. Just like that? It's weird. And so very, very unlike them! They're scientists, not theorists! "We can't trust these people, guys. I was taken here by the dream dude! He literally dragged me to his car! It's not like you to trust people so willingly, what's happening!?"

"We don't know, Latte, they were just so…compelling!" says Abler.

"And…they said that they'd chosen a mate too, Latte." Jericho blushes and I want to scream.

I know what they're thinking about. Those "lycan" have chosen to take my best friends as their mates.

Not going to happen.

I storm from the café. "Come out!" I yell into the dark night. No one calls back or comes forward. "You, who or whatever you are- can NOT have my friends!"

I am practically screaming. At nothing. I am sick and tired of dream boy thinking he can have whatever he wants. They need to leave taking their myth-believing-selves with them.

I run as fast as my legs will take me down the road, back to the school in the freezing weather.

Car lights hit the pavement from behind me. The engine roars as someone accelerates down the street towards me. I begin to panic. The hairs on my arms lift again. Tires squeal as the car comes up beside me. I am still running.

"Get in." his all too familiar deep voice is vehement.

"Go away!"

"Latte, stop and get in this car!" Edgar bellows.

I run faster. The car speeds up, spinning its wheels on the pavement- going five feet in front of my path…making me crash onto the hood and jolt to a stop. He gets out and slams the door behind him.
I turn around to face him. One of his hands grabs both of mine, pulls them in front of us while the other comes to rest lightly at my neck. His body pushes me backward, halfway onto the hood.
His breath is warm in my ear, "It's dangerous out here alone in the dark. I'm not the only predator stalking you, Latte. Other lycan are here to steal the ones we love and that includes your friends now because two of my men have seen the eye of a lover."

"What are you talking about?"

"The eye of a lover means that they have seen into the silver iris of the mate. You have a silver flash in your eyes that only I can see, anytime you look at me."

"You all must be mistaken and crazy-"

Edgar's lips come down on mine hard. His hands come to press against the back of my neck to bring me closer. My hands are free.
They wonder slowly up his chest. My legs come up to rest at his sides of their own volition. He moves his hips forward, gently probing, moving in a rhythmic pattern. I am kissing back. His tongue sweeps over my lips until I open them. He jerks my thighs closer to the edge of the hood and pushes a little harder. I want him to take me.

Edgar stops and looks around- his eyes going black, "Lay your head on my shoulder."

"What?"

"Do it now!" he commands and grabs my legs by his waist.

He gets inside the vehicle with me still in his lap. Starts the car and veers back onto the road. Speeding back to the school. We have missed second hour.

"How could I have been so stupid?"

"For what?"

"What happed to the girl in Chicago eighty-three years ago?"

"A tragedy. She was my cousins' mate. Another lycan killed her before my cousin could get to her. That's one of the reasons why I'm leery of leaving you for anything. How did you find out about her?"

"Abler and Jericho were trying to find out anything they could about my night terrors. They seem to be somewhat right now about the resemblance in the two cases."

"Love, I never meant to frighten you. I just wanted you to be bound to me-"

"Then why almost rape me!?" I jumped up and my back hit the steering wheel- honking the horn. "Ouch!"

"Lycan need to mate…quite often," a blush crept over his cheeks. "Are you alright?"

"It'll look worse than it feels; I bruise easily. Let's get out of here, please."
Edgar cocks his head, "Where would you like to go?"

"I meant inside. I'm late. Swim class has already started. And that had better not be your hand on my ass."
He drops his hand, "As you wish."

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