10

Seth unlocked the hotel room door and held it open for both Roman and Erin.

Roman was itching to hold Erin again, feeling her body up close again. But he'd have to wait until night time to do it.

"I'm going for a shower." Seth announced as he went over to his bed.

He made one last look at Roman as he grabbed some clothes before heading into the bathroom and closing the door behind him.

Roman turned Erin towards him and leaned down to kiss her. He held her face in his hands as he tasted her for the first time. He growled as she bit his lower lip.

"Everyone is telling us not to mate." She said when she pulled away. "And after what happened with Finn, I don't think I have the energy to copulate at the moment."

"Erin," he reached for her, to touch her again.

She turned her back on him. "I don't want to betray Finn's trust. I have to follow the rules."

"You weren't like this earlier in the week." Roman said.

"I know, I know." She rubbed her face and walked up to his bed. "I still feel the pull, I still feel the need to be with you. A hunger that can't be filled. Roman, I can't go back on what…"

"We won't go that far." He leaned down and kissed the back of her neck, feeling the teeth marks that were healing there.

He continued to nuzzle her neck, his arms circling around her and holding her close. Erin's scent enthralled him, and as he grasped at her shirt, Erin leaned back into him, baring her neck for him.

Roman guided Erin so that when he sat down on his bed, he had her sit down in his lap and then he turned her chin so that she was looking at him. Her blonde hair fell in her face and swept it to the side so he could see her eyes. Roman kissed her cheek, and then trailed over to her ear and then down to her neck. She gasped as he sucked on her neck. Erin wrapped her arms around his neck and whined as he nipped at her flesh.

As turned on as he was, Roman did nothing but taste his mate. Yes, that was the word he liked to use. Erin was his mate and his wolf savored her taste.

She pulled back and stood up, at least only for a little bit. Erin put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back so that he was laying down. Her eyes started to shift as she crawled on top of him, trapping him under her body.

"I should be on you by now." Roman growled as he looked up at her while grasping her thighs.

Her response was to lean down and kiss him while raking her fingers through his hair. Roman smiled into the kiss as his hands traveled up and slipped his fingers into her pants. Her soft flesh was supple against his fingers. The sounds coming from Erin was intoxicating, swirling around in his near wolf frenzy mind as he continued to kiss the woman, groping her in places that felt like heaven on earth.

Fed up, Roman hugged Erin to his body and then flipped them over so that he was the one pinning her to the bed. He attacked Erin's mouth with more force this time, it was his turn to rake his fingers through her hair as her knees hugged his hips, which were forcefully grounding up against her.

Even if he was humping her, he needed to get closer. He brought his hands down and started to push her shirt up. Inch by painful inch, his hands traveled up her body, his fingers brushing her ribs and up under her glorious breasts.

"We can't." She said as her hands grabbed his wrists, preventing him from further exploration. "My god, you have no idea…"

"Yes I do." His voice rumbled. "I smell your need for me. If I could just rip your pants and panties off and have you I would."

"But we can't." She said.

"No, we can't. Laws are laws, and rules are rules." He pressed his forehead against hers. "Even if I know for a fact that you are mine and I am yours."

She sighed. "A part of me is still scared for Finn."

Roman let out a puff of air. He rolled over onto his side so that he was facing Erin, keeping her dazzling starry eyes focused on him. "Yeah, you're right."

Erin pushed a piece of his hair from his face, twirling the lock around her finger. "How dangerous is Daddy Balor?"

"From what Finn described, he could bring a drought and blight, killing all fertile things. If food cannot grow, people will die. And his eye is always watching."

"He's a cyclops, I didn't see that when he came through."

"He'll get his earthly body soon, I'm sure."

"Is Finn in danger of his father?"

Roman closed his eyes. "A father is a person who should care, but Balor is not a real father. You should talk to Finn about this, about his ancestry and lineage. Like me, he's half of one and half of another."

"Your mother was a wolf, a werewolf?"

"Italian werewolf, a beneficial wolf. Apparently my kind of wolf is about protecting humans. Still is in some ways, right?"

"Can you protect me?" She asked in a mousy tone.

"I'm more than capable of handling your safety." His kissed the tip of her nose.

"What about Seth? Why doesn't he have a mate?" She glanced at the bathroom door. "Everyone has a mate, right?"

"He does, somewhere out there. She just hasn't made her presence known yet."

"How do you know when you're in the presence of your mate?" She had to ask such a question. A question he'd asked his mother time and time again.

"Well, it's all in the nose." Again he kissed her nose and then put his hand on her hip, drawing her closer. "It wakes up our inner wolves when our mates are in the vicinity. My wolf sat up and took notice when he first smelt you in the arena."

"And what do I smell like?"

"Blackberries, like a pie, waiting to be eaten fresh out of the oven."

"You smell like woods, like Alaska in the summer when the sun is out all day in the arctic circle. When I first turned, that night, after you and I fell asleep on the forest floor. I knew, I somehow knew you were meant for me." She rubbed his cheek, scratch his scruff with the tips of her fingers. "Large, strong, protective, not all that bad looking naked."

He attacked her lips just for that alone, earning a squeal as he pinned her again under his bulk.

Erin woke up the next morning safe and sound in the arms of the one she knew was going to be her mate. Roman had his large arm draped over her side and curled up partially grabbing her chest as he slept. Hot air hit the back of her neck as the first signs of daylight crept through a carelessly opened curtain. Sunny and pleasant, it was one of those mornings Erin hadn't had in a long time.

Most morning consisted of waking up hot and bothered from a dream she couldn't necessarily remember. It was the first time in a while that she had slept so soundly, so thoroughly that it was a shock she even woke up at all. For once she wasn't in a fog, cause she was staring across the way at Seth when he had gotten up wearing barely anything but some briefs hiding all the necessary bits of his body.

Roman's hand grasped her breast as he groaned. "Morning, my mate." He greeted her.

"Morning to you, too." She responded, covering his hand with hers. "Sleep well?"

"Best I've had in awhile." He kissed the back of her neck. "How did you sleep?"

She hummed, rubbing the back of his hand with hers. "Better knowing you were with me. When do we have to go to that council meeting thing?"

"Midday."

Erin sighed and closed her eyes. If savoring this moment before an ultimate doom was necessary, she would have it and worship it.

When Seth came back, they got ready to go. Erin was getting her things ready to go when there was a knock at the hotel room door. Roman went to get it as she was sitting on the bed.

"Finn, how's it going?" He asked.

"Better. Ready to go?" The Demon Prince asked, leaning around to look at her.

She stood up and stretched. "About."

"Hi, Erin. I brought you some clothes." Melanie said when she walked into the room. "The rest of your stuff is out in the car."

"Thanks, Melanie." She said.

She took the jeans and a blouse top and headed into the bathroom to change. She went through her morning routine to change. Splashing water on her face, Erin had a chance to look at herself in the mirror. Her hair was sticking up so she ran her fingers through it to tame the knots. When she had put her clean clothes on, she stepped out into what looked like a little council gathering of their own.

"Any word?" Seth asked as he laced up his boots.

"No, not that I can see. Most of the witches I know are up in arms over what happened." Melanie said as she glanced at Finn. "The Council will know what to do."

"I'm the son of a Fomorian destruction entity, the speculation will be heavy for me to deal with."

"But you didn't do it, you didn't…" Erin stopped before taking a deep breath. "You didn't do it on purpose."

"They'll ask you what you saw, they'll want every possible detail of what happened, Erin." Finn warned her.

"And I'll give them the details, all of the details." She nodded.

They all packed up in the rental car. Finn, Melanie and Erin were in the back seat, Seth was driving and Roman was in the front passenger. Erin looked over at Melanie as she laid her head on Finn's shoulder, his hand rubbing her exposed shoulder. His head was resting on the window, his eyes closed but she knew better.

They crossed the city, to where there was a certain grey building that had some cars out front. Triple H was getting out of the car they parked behind, and Baron Corbin got out as well. Triple H's wife and Vince McMahon got out as well. Erin grabbed Roman's arm when Corbin looked back at them.

"Ready?" Vince asked, his gaze fell to Erin.

She nodded as Roman squeezed her hand.

They entered the grey building, which was just as grey on the inside as it was on the outside. Finn, Melanie and Seth followed behind Roman and Erin as they walked down a long hall that was in front of them. At the end there was a wall, which Triple H and Corbin walked through. Platform Nine and three quarters in effect, the others walked through as well, but Erin sort of stopped.

"It's an illusion, Erin. You'll be fine." Roman said as he squeezed her hand again.

She held her breath, lowered her head and walked up to the wall. Yet she went through it like the rest of them and into a large room that could give Dracula's dungeon a run for its money. There was no electrical lights, there were floating candles and everything. The group of people looked down at them from where the large group sat.

"Good, you made it." A cold voice said from a high seat. "Let me see the female that has brought to light so many different things."

The man had black hair, he had a short beard and a black robe that hid any bodily features. There were others who were looking at her, people...humans. This man wasn't all human.

"She's a little round to be interesting to someone." The man said.

"That's enough, Fabian." One man said. "You're not the head of the council, I am. Ms. Horn, I want to apologize on behalf of the Alpha of Wolves for that remark."

"I was just playing with the young wolf, Joel." Fabian rolled his eyes.

"Let's get down to business shall we? We have a Destruction entity on the loose." A woman said. "Ms. Horn, tell us everything you know about what happened yesterday."

She told them everything, even when Finn showed up. How something shot over Corbin's shoulder and hit Finn in the chest.

"You're a necromancer…" The woman looked at Melanie. "What did you do."

"Oh you know, mixing of the Fey magic and Necromancer magic." Dean said as he materialized out of nowhere. "We tried to get to him before he got back home. Unfortunately, that didn't happen."

"Fey magic isn't always reliable." Fabian said.

"No, but it is useful to get to the Land of the Dead." Another council member added.

"So how did you get there? What sent your soul home?" Fabian asked, his eyes on Finn.

"I don't know." Finn looked over at Baron. "Why don't you ask him. It shot over his shoulder, hitting me in my chest."

All eyes turned to Corbin and he shrugged. "I just…"

"I smell a lie festering like a fart." Fabian said. "The consequences of lying to the council runs deep and long. So you better be telling the truth."

"She's my mate. I just asked some witch to keep Balor out of my hair while I claimed her."

"Against the rules, no less." Roman said.

"Quiet." One of the men said in a deep tone. "We have a Fomorian destruction entity on the loose thanks to a werewolf that would rather think with his member than his own head."

"Who did you contact, Corbin?" Fabian asked.

"I don't know, just some woman that approached me."

"Well, give us some details. What did she look like?"

"Pitch black hair, green eyes, the witch pentagram...she did something strange. It was like she knew somehow. She knew what…" Corbin shook his head. "I don't know what I'm talking about. I don't really remember her. She just said to get Balor into a clearing and she would do the rest."

"Could it be that Twin of yours?" The old woman asked Melanie. "When two streams diverge in the woods, one is equal to the other but not in nature."

Erin looked at Roman. He shrugged in response.

"I've not had any contact with my old Coven in recent years, not since their last conjuring." Melanie said as she grasped her pendant through her shirt. Finn touched her back and nodded.

"We're no closer to where Balor is. Until we figure that out we'll deal with this mating thing in the meantime. Tell us, Erin Horn, what happened to you?" Fabian asked.

She had to relive it all again. She told them about the hike she and her parents took six months prior in Alaska. The big black wolf that had killed her parents had turned and jumped on her.

"I don't know how I survived."

"We got to you too late." A cold voice came from behind them. "We're sorry we couldn't save your parents, but at least you lived."

The group turned around and saw another group of wolves standing there. The council stood up as the dark clad wolves approached. Baron Corbin slunk back, only to have Triple H grab him by the back of the neck and forced him to stay in place.

The woman in the lead of the group looked like she belonged in a biker gang. She even had tattoos that looked tribal, similar to the native artwork she remembered from Alaska. The men were of similar fashion, less good looking and more Braun Strowman.

"Amaya Skinner, alpha female of the Alaskan Yukon Pack. We were the ones that stopped him and got you the help you needed. I see you found your mate. Seems the old shaman was right." The woman looked at Erin. "You only changed when you were in contact with your mate."

"That would be me." Corbin said through gritted teeth.

"No, I highly doubt that. Did you ever experience a heat unbearable when you were around him?" The woman, Amaya, asked as she motioned towards Roman.

Erin nodded her head. She even stepped closer to him, if that was even possible.

"Therefore she is Reign's mate. We still have some unfinished business with the Lone Wolf. Like killing my father…"

"Skinner, we'll deal with this. The Yukon territories have far been removed from the Para-Council for so long you have no…" Fabian started to say.

"Fuck your rules." She snapped, teeth baring at the man. "You hide behind laws and regulations that we set up to protect our kind from extinction. We were the first and you pushed us aside. Besides, you didn't do a damn thing about him. So we are."

She made a hand gesture and the big men started walking forward.

"Look," Corbin held his hands out. "Look, look, weren't you young and dumb once. I never…"

No one stopped the big man with the big beard from grabbing Corbin by the throat and hoisting him up in the air. His feet dangled there for as long as it took one of the Council members to shoot something from her hand, sending the mountain man back to Skinner's feet.

"You're on council land, between the worlds in a non violent environment. As High Priestess you have to obey that at least. But when he's not here, you can do with him however you please." The woman said, her eyes sweeping down to look at Corbin. "If you want your pound of flesh, you'll do it somewhere else."

"After his punishment for attacking humans have been dealt with by me." Fabian said. "So you'll have second helpings."

Erin glanced at Roman again but when her eyes landed on Seth something interesting was going on with him.

His shoulders were held straight, his gaze falling on Amaya Skinner. She was looking at Corbin though, aparently not knowing that she was a hot fixture in Seth's gaze.

"Fine," Skinner said. "I'll wait for my pound of flesh."

Erin could hear Corbin sigh, a deep and long sound that stopped when he looked at her.

"Mine…" He said through white hot teeth.

"No, Corbin. She isn't yours. You may have bitten her but she woke while in the presence of her mate." Fabian looked at Erin and Roman. "As it pains me to say it, the half breed gets the bitch in the end."

She would have spoken back but Roman covered her mouth with his hand.

Hope you enjoyed this update. Got a final chapter coming up soon for you in a day or so.