My mother left shortly after we ate and I decided to go to bed early, finding the room I assumed to be Valor's since his scent wafted around it.

I woke up to Valor watching me silently.

"How long have you been watching me?" I asked.

"About seven hours." He said.

"Are you a weirdo?" I asked as I sat up.

"I just don't really need to sleep. I just rest, and I feel calm when I look at you." He said.

"How do I calm you down?" I asked confused.

"You're beautiful in every way. How you handle things, the way you breathe . You're selfless and brave, everything I aspire to be and it amazes me that you make it look so easy. I look at you and I just see a good person and it brings me peace knowing that and I know we hardly know each other, but I am already so proud to call you my mate." He said.

I smiled at his words.

"Then you are a weirdo." I said with a grin as I stood up, walking over to the love seat he sat on.

He watched me as I straddled his hips slowly.

I kissed his lips, him resting his hands on my thighs as we kissed.

"Do you want something Willow?" Valor asked as he moved his kisses down my neck, the feeling causing me to want Valor in a not so innocent way.

"You know what I want." I said as I began to kiss my way across his jaw, my hands roaming down his bare chest.

I jumped as Raven came flying through the door.

"The rest of the coven is here. They can smell her and they aren't happy. Especially Anya." Raven said, the annoyance in her voice evident.

Valor threw his head back, sighing as he closed his eyes.

I chuckled as I stood up.

"You enjoy teasing me?" He hissed.

I grinned at him as I put a pair of pants on and changed my shirt. He lifted me and in a second we were downstairs, and I was faced with nearly half a. dozen unhappy vampires.

Raven stood next to me, her eyes on a particular woman who had been staring at me the moment Valor put me down. She was gorgeous to say the least, a pixie cut accenting her high cheek bones and beautiful features, but she seemed anything but beautiful in personality.

No one had to tell me this was Anya.

She hissed at the site of me, and in a second she was in my face, running her nose along my neck.

"She does smell delicious. Is that why you mated her?" Anya asked as she stared at Valor.

I growled, shoving her out of my personal space.

"This is not a fight you want to start." I warned.

She chuckled darkly.

"He didn't tell you who I am? Hmm...not nice Vally." She said as she glanced at Valor.

I stared at Valor for an explanation.

"Yeah. That bed you slept in last night. It wasn't used for sleeping when I was in it with Valor just before he left. He told me the thing he'd always dreamed of tasting was a werewolf. Imagine how sweet and delicious the blood of a human and animal hybrid would taste, how strong it it would make him." She said.

I nodded as I grinned, Valor reaching for me, but I yanked my arm away from him, glaring at him.

I wasn't mad at the fact that he'd slept with her, it's not like I expected him to be pure or anything, but he could've at least told me that the woman he'd previously been sleeping with was still in his coven. I could feel anger flooding my body. I felt like an idiot. Did I really think he was different? He used me for what I was.

I walked to the patio, Valor following me, him gripping my arm to spin me around.

"Do not. Touch me." I growled, shoving him back a few steps, his red eyes staring at me, anger evident.

"Willow-

I growled, silencing him as I backed him against the wall, letting my wolf show her strength to everyone in the room.

"As far as I'm concerned my father was nothing but right about you.You disgust me. We may be mates but we do not have to be together. Fuck you." I said as I released him, turning on my heel as I left, jumping off the patio balcony and shifting into my wolf and I began the journey home without looking back.

I didn't know how long I ran but my body physically ached like never before by the time I smelled the familiar scents of my territory.

It had to have been hours.

I ran past our border patrols, I saw Solomon's familiar wolf as he ran with James, both of them flanking me. I could feel their worry. I saw my younger brother Eric's car in our driveway. I knew this wasn't going to end well. If you thought my father had a short temper, Eric was even worse, which is why he spent majority of his time alone.

I slowed as I reached the house. I could smell Pierre and Giselle.

I shifted into my human form, grabbing an oversized shirt from the porch steps, slipping it on as I walked inside.

My mother saw my face and she stood up immediately.

"I'll kill him." She said.

"What happened? Baby girl? What happened?" My dad growled.

Pierre looked at me confused, where as Giselle herself looked angry.

"He just wanted my blood. You were right." I said.

"No. There's no way. Valor wouldn't." Pierre said.

"Well he did!" I growled as I stared at him.

"I'm going to kill him." I heard in Eric's voice, him walking into the room as he growled.

"Not before I do." My father, Solomon, and James all said in unison.