Chapter 150 Audrey

Climbing up on a nearby ladder, I pulled the thick, worn book from the shelf. Its golden spine glinted in the dim library light, and I turned it over in my hands as I came back down.

"It's a text on pack birth records," I said, glancing up at Edwin as strode back over to him. I handed it to him. "Think it could be useful?"

Edwin studied the cover, then shrugged. "At the very least, it might have some information that could help you figure out your lineage.

I suppressed a shiver at the thought. It seemed silly, this idea that I might be the same creature from legend. But Edwin looked serious enough that I didn't question him.

Over the next few hours, we pored over that book and others, soon covering a table with open books and scrolls on the third floor of that library. Eventually, my eyes grew too bleary to keep reading, and I moaned that I needed a break.

We checked out the birth record book, which I had only gotten a quarter of the way through since it was so thick, then headed back to Edwin's apartment.

Edwin stayed true to his word about a big dinner, while I pored over birth records at the kitchen table, he prepared two heaping portions of saucy pasta, bread from the bakery across the street, and roast chicken.

We settled cross-legged on the floor around the coffee table, books spread out all around us. Edwin put on a record, the soft strains of a violin filling the quiet space.

"I could live like this forever," I murmured, taking a bite of the pasta he'd made.

up from his book, a soft smile on his face. "We can, you know. If that's what you want

Edwin looked up

I felt my cheeks flush with warmth at the implication. Forever with my mate, just like this... it sounded perfect.

Finally, long after we had washed the dishes and curled up on the couch beneath a fuzzy blanket, I got to the modern births section of the book. My eyes widened as I spotted a familiar name. "Look," I said suddenly, sitting up and thrusting the book into Edwin's half-asleep face. I pointed to the page. "Fiona's birth

record."

Edwin startled, having dozed off somewhat, but took the book and furrowed his brow.

at Claudia's estate, of

his head, looking confused. "I've known Fiona since we were kids. I was about fer when

back home. As far as I know, I was left at the orphanage when I was just a few weeks old at most" Edwin nodded, his expression thoughtful. "We should visit your parents next weekend

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stomach drop

about to say, the words caught in my throat. I couldn't even bear to send my thoughts and feelings to him through our bond, they were

don't want to. But if we do, I'll be right there with you," he murmured into my hair.

nestled into his arms, biting back the

could be on top of each other. He must have filled me more times than could count that day. Soon, every piece of furniture was a viable option; the table, the sofa, the armchair right by the balcony. We

how to m**y stroke it in the most delicious

find a moment to himself to wash the dishes or open a book, I would be in his mind, stroking that little thread until he was

for rest, and we ventured out so Edwin could buy me a new phone to replace the one I'd lost in the river. I protested, insisting I could buy it myself, but Edwin

as we stood in the electronics store, looking at various expensive phones. "Since we can't have an official mating ceremony just yet, it's the least I can do." He glanced at me, gray eyes flicking over me. "Assuming you want

of things," I admitted. Edwin's eyes glowed slightly as he explained. "It's a sacred ritual, binding us together in front of our loved ones. There's an exchange of vows, a marking bite... It used to be, back before the days of dating and one night stands, that werewolves would. save themselves for their fated mate-often mates would be

arranged marriage?"

"Similar to that,

mouth lifting up in one corner. "But now, it's seen as more of a symbolic thing, since mates usually solidify

"I think. I think I'd like that,"

yet," he finished for me, looping an arm around my shoulders and

of reach and said

together, the hot water cascading over our bodies as we explored each other once again. Edwin's hands roamed my skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake.

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his

I grabbed the bottle of soap and squeezed it all over myself. I didn't break eye contact while I sudsed myself up, hands sliding across my wet

rubbed my body across his until he, too, was covered in those

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