His Inescapable Mate novel Chapter 44

Wow. Just, wow. I've been dying to get some time away from Vincent, and now that it's here, I really don't know how to feel about it. A main part of me was excited, but there was a microscopic part that was a little apprehensive. There's no way I like Vincent, NO WAY, but he's all I have at the moment. So I suppose it would kind of suck to lose him…at least before he escorts me to Florida, then he can go off and do whatever.

There was loud knock on the door, making me jump.

Vincent pushed himself off the mattress. "They're here," he smiled. HE opened up the door, revealing two complete opposites. The werewolf guy was freakishly tall. He towered over Vincent and his shoulders were even broader. This guy was giant! The girl was petite, making it to my shoulders. She was like a twig and she wore dark sunglasses that took up a majority of her tiny face.

I shyly smiled. The werewolf moved a little in front of the girl, as if I posed some sort of threat to her.

Vincent walked back over to me, wrapping a possessive arm around my waist. "Mate," he said, his voice all deep and authoritative, "this is Jack and his mate Blair."

"Hi," I said, unsure if I should ask them about their day or something nice like that. I suck at meeting new people.

Jack just smiled back, turning a little red. I almost laughed at the thought of this menacing giant werewolf being a shy guy. He looks like he can take on anyone and come out on top. Blair just smiled in my direction. Great, two shy people, so I'll probably be spending my day in silence with them.

"Jack's going to help me set things up, so Blair's going to be hanging with you," Vincent told me, squeezing my side a bit. He then wrapped his other arm around me, giving me a tight hug. "I love you and I should be done in a couple hours."

"Sure," I muttered.

Jack hugged Blair as well, completely engulfing her tiny body in his muscles. He whispered something into her ear.

"I'll be fine Mate," she sat, patting his chest to reassure him of something.

Jack nodded and looked over at me, then to Vincent. "Tell Nora to keep an eye out for Blair, please," he said. Why can't he tell me himself? Oh yeah, the odd possessive male werewolf b.s.

Vincent turned to me. "Mate, keep-"

"Keep an eye out for Blair," I rushed. I moved out of his hold and pressed my hands on his wide back, pushing him towards the door. "Don't wanna keep you waiting, so bye!"

He growled but let me guide him out of the room anyway. "Behave," he ordered before I slammed the door shut.

"Finally!" I cheered. I noticed Blair standing there awkwardly. "Sorry about that," I murmured. "I've been dying for a break for a while now." I nervously laughed.

I jerked up."You got married in high school?"

Blair nodded. "Yeah. My parents arranged it because they said that if I as chosen to be a werewolf's mate, then I could stay with my human spouse, thus staying safe."

Wow, that's a smart idea. Now why didn't my parents set up an arranged marriage to save me from this predicament?

"My husband's name was Hunter," Blair mused. "Well, now I suppose I should say he's my ex-husband, but anyway. To make a long story short there, let's just say Hunter was mean to me."

"Did he put his hands on you?" I interrupted, getting sucked into this story.

Blair began to wring her hands together, shyly. "He was bad person," she whispered. "But I was married, so yeah. Then one day I was at the river and I felt this hand on my shoulder, and this man introduced himself to me as Jack. He was all concerned because my arm was in a cast…you can probably guess why too.

"Jack didn't tell me he was a werewolf, and I had revealed that I was afraid of them. My parents fed me all these stories about how they were bloodthirsty animals and they'd eat me the very second they got. So I thought I was just talking with a human guy. I told him I had broken my arm by slipping in the tub. He didn't sound convinced, but he left it alone. After we talked for a while, he walked me home, where he met Hunter, who was drunk."