Fated to Them (book 1+2)

Chapter 55

Read Fated to Them by Jessica Hall Chapter 55 – Waking in the morning, I find I am laying half on Eli’s

chest. I sit up looking down at him. Cyrus moves beside me before tugging me towards him as he

snuggles himself against my back.

“Morning Love” He whispers, kissing below my ear.

“Morning” I replied, yawning. I had the best sleep last night and their bed was so much bigger than

being squished in mine back home.

“What do you want to do this morning?” Cyrus asks.

“Don’t we need to go to work?”

“Yes eventually but one plus side to being the owner of the company, we can choose when we do and

don’t want to work” Cyrus tells me and I nod. My thoughts going to Maya, did Taylor get her ready for

school, and pack her lunch. My morning routine felt strange now that it was no longer mine. Sitting up, I

go to climb over Cyrus and hop out of bed.

“Where are you going?”

“I want to message Taylor to check on Maya” I tell him but he doesn’t let go of my hip. He turns slightly,

reaching for the bedside table and I see my phone. He grabs it and hands it to me.

“I already messaged her off your phone, Maya is at school already” Cyrus says and I flick my phone

screen on. I see it is nearly 10 o’clock. I go to my messages and see he did in fact message Taylor and

that all was well back home, Taylor even sent what she packed for her lunch and a picture of Maya

eating her cereal.

“Happy? now lay back down” He says pulling me on top of his chest. His fingers running up and down

my spine, the familiar tingles spreading over my flesh make me shiver. Eli was snoring loudly, making

me wonder how I never noticed how loud he was before.

“Does he always snore like a b****y chainsaw?” I ask, wondering how I didn’t notice it before.

“Only when he sleeps on his back, sounds like a freight train. I have often thought of smothering him in

his sleep” Cyrus answers before laughing. I reach over pegging his nose. Eli’s eyes fly open a growl

escaping him before he rolls on his side.

“Morning” He says his eyes flutter shut again and his hand goes to Cyrus’ chest. I rest my chin on it not

wanting to move now. I was warm here and snuggled up with them.

Reluctantly I hop up, walking over to my bag I grab my tooth brush and walk into the bathroom to brush

my teeth. Looking in the mirror, I notice my mark is slightly different, almost silver in colour. Cyrus walks

into the bathroom behind me and turns the shower on. He looks over at me and I catch his eyes in the

mirror. “Why does my mark look different, it was red before now it’s turning silver like Eli’s” I tell him.

“Because we had s*x, once I mark you and Eli has s*x with you it will change again become darker.

After you go into heat and we mate you, it will turn gold” He says.

“Why gold yours is a grey silver color”

“Because you’re female, until it turns gold you can still break the bond”

“I thought it couldn’t be broken if both of you mark me”

“Yes true, but to fully mark you we have to mate you, and remark you. The process isn’t complete

unless we mark you during s*x. Make sense?”

“Not all” I tell him, resuming brushing my teeth. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“Doesn’t mating mean I have to become pregnant?” I ask.

“That’s what it used to mean, but we can mate you and mark you instead of impregnating you. Children

are now forbidden until the council gives the go ahead again”

“Okay you lost me” I tell him.

“It used to be that you would have to fall pregnant, to be fully bonded. Well that’s what everyone

thought until we found out when the female goes in heat if we use protection and remark them the bond

solidifies”

“So heat like a dog?” Cyrus chuckles.

“No, it just means you are fertile. We can’t make you fall pregnant unless you are in heat. Not like

humans when they can just stick their dicks in anything and impregnate the woman”

“So how often does heat happen then?”

“Once a year, sometimes twice, depending on what species the mates are. You however may go into

heat more though because you have two mates instead of one”

“Does it hurt?” I ask.

“No Addie, you may have noticed since Eli marked you. You no longer get periods. I said that correct

didn’t I, that’s what you call it?”

“Yes, that is what it is called or a menstrual cycle” I tell him, shaking my head. What a strange

conversation to have with a man, talking about my periods with them when I barely know them. But it

did make me wonder because he is right I haven’t had my periods and I should have by now.

“Wait, I will never get a period again?” I ask dumbfounded.

“No you won’t, why do you like bleeding?” He asks.

“Definitely not, probably be the only thing I hate about being a woman” Though having s*x with Sam I

was always excited getting them because that meant i wasn’t up the duff, I thought to myself.

“Wait, I’m human, wouldn’t that put me in menopause?”

“Meno what?”

“You know about periods but don’t know about menopause?” I ask, rinsing my mouth of the minty

toothpaste.

He looks at me funny, “nevermind” I tell him.

“I will have to g****e this menopause, I don’t usually endeavour to know things about humans”

“but you were once human?”

“Yes but I barely remember being human, and I never heard the term menopause while human”

“Probably because you’re old they probably didn’t know what it was back then” I tell him and he nods.

“Do our ages bother you?” He asks and I sit up on the sink basin. Eli walks in hopping in the shower.

“No, I think it’s pretty cool, the things you would have seen would be interesting. I always like history”

“You would be amazed how much of history they got wrong, us for example,” Eli says, stripping his

clothes off.

“They may not think you exist now but where did the stories come from, if they were wrong?”

“Yes in a sense, but they always portrayed us as monsters, we aren’t humans are the monsters,” Cyrus

says.

“You think I am a monster?” I ask him.

“No, yes but you’re my monster” He says, thinking his brows furrowing.

“Eli doesn’t like humans, never has,” Eli tells me.

“Then why do you want to be with me?” I ask him.

“You’re different” He states simply.

“No last time I checked I was definitely human” I tell them.

“Yes but you aren’t like the rest, they are selfish and self absorbed and”– He didn’t finish but I could see

he was getting angry.

“What about my family?” I ask him.

“I like your mother and niece, your sister not so much” Cyrus says.

“Why not her, we are carbon copies being identical?” I ask him. He shakes his head.

“No, you aren’t completely identical, even when she was healthier looking, your eyes are a shade

lighter, skin a little paler, your b***s are slightly bigger, your right b**b is bigger than your left to, barely

noticeable but I can tell and you smell nicer, intoxicating” He says making me look at my b***s, they

look the same to me.

“Are you trying to say I have lopsided titties?” I ask, amused that he could notice something like that

when I can’t tell the difference.

“No, you have nice b*****s,” Cyrus says, stepping out of the shower.

“But you just said they are uneven,” I tell him.

“Doesn’t mean they look bad, my vision is so much stronger than yours. I can even see the dust

particles in the air, the colours inside a lightbulb, the heat coming off your skin” He says.

“What about you, can you see all that?” I ask Eli. He nods watching me.

“Yes our sense of smell is stronger too” He says and I nod. Great, now I am going to be paranoid about

how I smell and look. I sniff myself.

“You don’t stink if that’s what you’re wondering, though I don’t like it when you put that perfume on, it

smothers your scent and burns my nose,” Eli says.

“I am not walking around with no deodorant on, I may smell nice to you but that doesn’t mean I will

smell nice when I am sweating to everyone else”

“No deodorant barely changes your scent, I am talking about that s**t you spray on your neck and

wrists” Eli says.

“Hey I like that stuff” I tell him and he shrugs. “Well I don’t, it is too strong” he says and Cyrus nods.

“Fine no perfume” I tell them. I hop off the bench following Cyrus back into the room.

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