Life and Love Lessons
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Chapter 27
He made it to his room before Aspen appeared behind him.
“You know he did not mean that the way it came across.”
“Does not matter.” Rex grabbed the tote bag and opened
the top drawer that held the meager clothing he’d brought with him.
“What are you doing?”
“Leaving.”
“Why?” The pain laced in Aspen’s voice sent a streak
of pain through my chest.
“I am not going to stay where I can become someone
property. I am my own person.”
“That is not what a mate is. You know that.”
“That is what everyone keeps saying, but that is what
they say either.”
“Huh?”
Rex shoved his jeans into the tote bag, pausing to
look at Aspen. His left hand twisted around the right one, over and over. Just
like he did when he was nervous and upset.
“Fabin and Alpha Widows said I belonged to their Pack.
If I belonged to their pack, then I am theirs. My wolf will not stand to belong
to anyone. He might defer to their power, but not to be owned by anyone. Not even
his mate. And that is what he is wanting when he is carrying me off to his
house to mate with me.”
“Do you not want to mate with me?”
Fabin stood behind Aspen, frowning with his entire
face, even those beautiful, sexy eyes of his. Alpha Widows stood beside him,
gripping his shoulder, but there seemed to be no reason for him to be doing so.
Fabin held a defeated slump.
“If so . . . I will . . . It won’t be easy, but I will
release you if you wish. If you could do it for Larry, then I can do the same
for my mate.”
Shit. That is not what Rex wanted. Had not even
wanted him to think such. Rex simply wanted to have a say in his own life. He
had always decided what took place. Or been given a choice since he was twelve.
His mom told him the importance of him being able to make solid and well-rounded
decision. She swore that one day he would know the reason. It had became clear
when he discovered his wolf.
“Son, is that what you wish?”
“No.” Rex dropped the three shirts he held. “I simply
. . . You might be . . . You are stronger than my wolf, but . . . He secretly
controlled the Chamberland Pack and held them together when no one else tried
to protect them. It was not easy and I can not ignore my strength. I will not.
Nor will I be given orders about my own life. I will make my own decisions, or
nothing will come of us. As much as I do not wish that, I have to have a say in
my life. I have had such since I was twelve and I will continue to.”
“And you shall.” Warlock Councilman Bryon Perry’s
voice rang clear before him and a seven foot, black military cut hairstyle man
appeared beside Aspen.
“Father,” Aspen gave a small bow to the man with a chiseled,
rounded face that held two dimple dead center of each cheek. “Mixed
Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas” It is a pleasure to see you both. What do
we owe this unexpected visit.”
“Thought it would be best to explain to our newest
member what his roll among the Mixed Supernatural World would be.” Mixed
Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas said as his eye ran up and down Rex’s
body, giving him small chills. You are gorgeous as fuck.
What the . . . Who was . . .
You heard me. Good. That means things between us
is going in the right direction all ready. You will know more when the time is
right. Stay calm for now. Soon you will understand.
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