《The Tattooist》Chapter 18
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~Lucinda's P.O.V~
Cleo handed me another smoke, I don't usually do it this much, but.. In this case. I really needed to!
"You will come to like this place, if you weren't a human.. You'd fit right in" Cleo smiled a wide smile, taking a deep inhale on her smoke.
I felt like I could talk to Cleo, even though I hardly knew her from a bar of soap.
A lot of problems are whirling like wild in my mind, but.. I felt like I didn't need to run anymore, even though how much I want to.
A thought ran across my mind
"Cleo..?"
Softly speaking my words.
"Yes?" She raised an eyebrow, her glowing sapphire eyes peered at me through the smoke's fog.
"wh-..what exactly does it mean, to be 'mates' with Jonathan" I felt my gut sink that those words even left my mouth.
The sinking feeling left when Cleo let out a soft laugh.
"I'm taking he hasn't explained yet? Typical" Cleo rolled her eyes
"Come, sit. We can smoke this whole packet if that need be" she chuckled and sat on her backside on the top step.
I joined her.
"As he's problery already told you that his wolf has been searching for hundreds of years for the missing piece we all search for.
But you being human, it's been harder for Johnny to find you"
Her eyes looked at mine, I could see a hint of sadness masked behind them.
"Anyway.. Wolf-kind like us hasn't mated with a human in centuries. There are many packs for different cultures like we, them I'm not sure about.."
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For once, I actually listened.
"You both are meant to be bonded.. But when-" Cleo cut herself off and faced me.
"Tell me..Johnny has told me, that he recognised you, he practically wanted to fall to his knees.
We understand that humans may feel different, but. Do you feel anything for him or felt anything, and don't worry, you can tell me"
Cleo's deep eyes searched me, but I didn't feel intimated.
I took a long sigh, and told her about the wolf in my dreams.
Her eyes sparkled in delight.
"When I see his eyes, it feels like my centre is whole, I feel like I somehow know him..but my brain tells me no" I felt a wave of relief wash over my mixed emotions.
Cleo clapped her hands together "yay! I can't wait for you to be one of us!" She smiled and threw her arms around me for a hug.
Bare hug..
I repeatedly tapped her shoulder, I could hardly breath!
Cleo quickly let go "oh! Haha sorry, we tend to forget about strength" she chuckled, handing me the lighter as my smoke burnt out.
"Anyway, I'll tell you everything, so it won't be so awkward for you both to come to terms with"
Cleo shifted her weight to one side, resting her elbows on her knees.
What I'm I about to hear..?
"You, being Johnny's mate. Being a human, when you bond, you must change" her eyes grew alittle darker.
"Meaning?" My face turned to a frown, getting frustrated by this 'mate, bond' bullshit.
"Meaning.. You will turn, into one of us. Your inner wolf will be born.
But being a human At a mature age, hasn't been seen turned I'm years.."
I could feel my face go blank, my feelings went numb.
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"But, you will need to bond first.. Well, complete the bond" Cleo fiddled with her long red curling hair.
"Meaning..?" I didn't know what to say or ask, I don't understand any of this, feeling pretty awkward.
Cleo smirked, looks so much like Johnny's..
"Oh my dear.. Sex, hot, intense first bonding sex, then he will mark you, claiming you as his.. By him marking you. The following night, you will turn" Cleo had a wide smile on her face. For a second there I swear I saw her wolf's soul peering out behind her ice cold eyes.
I was gobsmacked..sex.. With Johnny! I got to admit, I had pictures flicking through my head for a split second.
But then, after my steamy thoughts.. Turn?
Cleo had a hungry smile on her lips "I've been told, with your mate..it's the most intense, eye opening experience. Feels like your the only two beings left on earth, hearing eachother's thoughts and craves.." Cleo's eyes wandered again..
"So, you haven't found your mate..?" I asked quietly trying to collect my thoughts.
"No.." Her bottom lip trembled, and she looked distant.
"But! I will.. This is about you for now" Cleo's emotions must of been fighting her.
"The only thing is.. You changing. It can be dangerous for us, and you..
As your not blood, centuries ago, Middle Ages, half bloods.. Humans turned by rouge, or to lost in blood lust to settle and calm for there mates. They killed hundreds, over the years, they have died off.. But I'm sure, there are some still around. And I'm also sure, you'll be okay" Cleo's warm touch connected with my shoulder, she is such a lovely person.. But, don't get me wrong I want to bail. But, hearing it from her, and the wondrous look in her eyes..
Tells me it's okay.
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