Page 18 of Sight Unseen

Locking our fingers together, he brought my hand to his mouth. “I enjoyed your company tonight.” He kissed the back of my hand gently, with his eyes locked on mine. Butterflies took flight in my stomach from the simple gesture. Eros was adorable. A pang of guilt pushed his way into my head as I thought about Atlas.

Would he be mad?

It wasn’t like we were together, right, but he did kiss me. Did he think we were together? Would this be considered cheating?

Eros must have seen the war going on in my thoughts, suddenly dropping my hand from his mouth. Not willing to let go completely though he started pulling me along behind him back toward the building. My beautiful wolf prowled alongside me.

I sense shame from you. What plagues your mind?

My mouth opened and closed while I contemplated my words. My brow furrowed, and sadness filled my eyes. Not wanting to say too much for fear I would hurt the man standing beside me.

You can simply say your words in your mind, Diana. I can read them clearly. There is no need to speak them out loud.

I just don’t want to hurt Atlas or Eros. They both make me feel safe. I can’t really explain it, but it's like I know they won't let anything harm me. I thought about the words, sending them toward him, still having no clue how this bond worked. I thought it was just feelings he got from me. Not that he could actually read my mind.

It seems like you need to have a conversation with them then. If you're hellbent on keeping them in your life, tell them what you want. It seems even I cannot stray you away from them, no matter how much I try.

I shot a hard glare at him for that comment; he released a noise that strangely sounded like a laugh. Don’t be mean. They have been nothing but kind and generous with me.

Coming up to Enyo, instead of rounding the building and going to the door we exited from when we headed towards the training field, we went through another, leading us into the kitchen.

As we entered, the smells made my mouth water. There were two plates piled high with spaghetti and garlic bread. A note sat beside them from Atlas, telling us he missed us at dinner and didn't want to disturb us in the field. Wishing us goodnight and assuring me he would be my personal alarm in the morning.

He said he would do a lot more than be my wake-up call, and my face rushed with blood, and a throb started in my sex. This man does funny things to my body.

Groaning, I began digging into my meal. It was delicious; the bold flavor of the sauce danced around my tongue. Hints of sage and garlic were present but not overpowering.

“Eros.” I turned his way, waiting for his attention. “Would you have an issue with me and Atlas, I mean together, if we decide to be?”

Hurt flashed across his face only for a moment, but I caught sight of it, and my chest squeezed. It was like a fist was wrapped around my heart, not allowing it to pump. I never wanted to see that expression again.

“No, if you choose to be with him, then I would be happy for the both of you.” He looked everywhere but me when he said those words. I knew he was lying; he cared for me, too.

Pulling up all the courage I could find, I said the only thing that felt right. “What if I don’t want to choose?”

A gasp left his lips. His mouth parted ever so slightly, with his eyes wide and brows almost touching his hair. “Then I would not make you choose.”

It was such a simple answer, but it felt right. The pull I felt toward them was something I wanted to explore more. Not just with one, but both. It didn't feel like lust; it felt like something deeper. Although the lust I was feeling and their otherworldly good looks did help the matter. Seriously, all these men were stunning; I quickly pushed that thought from my mind because there was no way all of them thought that of me. Apollo definitely did not. That man hated me, and I would get down to the bottom of why soon.

“I'll let you sleep on your thoughts. Goodnight, sweetheart.” Getting up, he kissed me on the forehead and took his plate to the sink before exiting the kitchen, leaving me to the whirlwind that destroyed everything in my mind.

After a long while I headed to bed. Isarr went back outside to his mate, and suddenly I felt completely alone. Making my way to my room, I pushed open the door and closed it behind me, heading towards the dresser to change.

Strong arms wrapped around me. One across my lower belly and one covering my mouth.

I didn't even have time to scream as the intruder pulled me against his body, inhaling deeply. Terror squeezed my body, making my limbs freeze in place.

I was about to die, and my body was doing nothing to try and escape.

Chapter 18

Atlas

Her smell was intoxicating. I couldn’t wait until the morning to see her, even if it was just to say goodnight. I wanted her scent surrounding me. As soon as I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her against my chest, I felt her whole body tense. All her muscles went rigid.

Ooh shit, when it came to fight or flight, my bunny was definitely in flight mode. That was something we would need to work on. She needed to be in full-on fight mode all the time.

Chuckling at the fact I was able to scare my girl, I took another whiff of her hair. The minty tones hit my nose in waves; I was never going to get enough of her. Phoenix definitely did well in picking out her beauty products. I would have to thank him for making my girl smell so good. Her scent made my mouth water.