Blood Bound: A Paranormal Romance (Fire & Ice Book 1)

by Idella Breen

  “You damn werebeast. You have way too much strength and energy then you know what to do with. I wish you would share it with the rest of us.” She laughed and threw an arm over her eyes as she lay her head back.

  Mary looked down at her watch and sighed. “Well, it’s getting late, and I need to make some dinner before I starve. All this strength and energy that seems endless to you is actually fueled with mountains of food and my tank is almost on empty.”

  Snow nodded and stood, but was interrupted by a yawn. “I’ll walk you—to the door.” She finished.

  Mary chuckled. “It’s okay. I can see myself out. Make sure you find the energy to do your homework and try not to oversleep and miss the bus.”

  “Thank you, Mary. I don’t know what I would have done without your help.”

  Mary smiled and waved as she made her way down the hall to the front door. The brunette waited as she heard the door open but was surprised to hear another voice instead of the sound of the door closing.

  “What are you doing here?” The female voice all but growled.

  “I’m-“

  “Get out of here!”

  Snow jumped up quickly and ran down the hall. The other person at the door sounded ready to commit murder. She went around the corner and was surprised to see Ms. Fallon glaring at Mary. The poor leopard looked ready to pee her pants.

  “Cait, it’s not what you think. I would never take what’s y-“

  “I said get out!”

  Snow felt the bite of hot anger burn her gut. How dare she speak to Mary like that after the leopard had been kind enough to help her unpack. Snow marched right past Mary and poked Cait in the chest with enough force to bruise a normal human, but Cait barely budged.

  “How dare you speak to her like that in my house!” Snow yelled trying to push the red head back, but the woman seemed to be made of stone. Snow could see her muscles ripple through her shirt as they flexed as if to hold back a movement. Cait stilled as she focused her electric blue eyes on Snow.

  Mary felt it was time to leave and slid past the two who had left just a big enough gap for the leopard to get past. She slunk away down the hall without making a peep. She needed to call Remus. The leopard knew she wasn’t strong enough to deal with an alpha. Especially, one as old and battle worn as Cait. Mary feared what might happen to Snow. She had really become attached to the girl in the short time they had together.

  Cait stood in the doorway, coiled and taught, watching Snow while trying to rein in her other half. The wolf had nearly broken through her mental barrier and ripped Mary to shreds. How dare that woman go after what was her's. How dare she leave her scent all over her imprint and her apartment. This was her's. Mine!

  “Are you listening to me, Ms. Fallon? You need to learn your place. This is my home! If Mary wants to be here, then she has my permission, and every right to be.”

  That caught her attention. “No, she doesn’t!” Cait growled.

  The brunette was stunned by the growl in her teacher's voice and stepped back. “What?”

  Cait advanced as her alpha persona kicked in. Her mate needed to learn her place. “I said no, she doesn’t.”

  Snow’s cheeks puffed out as she poked her finger into the werewolves chest again. “I said, she does.”

  “Do you choose her over me?” Cait breathed through her nose as she bit the inside of her cheek. She needed to gain control again. Her wolf was winning. She could feel her primal side taking over and the need to claim what was rightfully her’s was growing stronger with every word. She needed to make her mate see that she was strong enough for her. Even if she had to do it forcefully.

  Snow paused at what her teacher said registered in her hazy mind. “What?”

  Cait moved forward as if she was stalking her prey and gently grabbed Snow’s finger, removing it from her chest, and bringing it to her mouth where she kissed it. “I asked if you chose her over me? I’m stronger, faster, and just better than her. Do you need me to prove it?” Slowly her tongue snaked out to wrap around Snow’s finger, pulling it into the hot depths, and sucking languidly on it. Snow felt the warmth travel from her hand straight down to her groin. Her cheeks flushed as she took another step back while trying to reclaim her hand. Cait moved with her. Her tongue was stroking the finger still in her mouth. Snow’s legs suddenly felt like jelly, her hand shot out to the wall, helping her regain her balance. What was happening? Her whole body tingled as those electric blue eyes bore into her.

  “Ms. Fal-“ Cait gently bit her finger before allowing it to slide slowly out of her mouth.

  “Cait.”

  Snow’s was dazed as warmth surrounded her, and Cait moved closer, caging the girl in between her arms and the wall. The werewolf kicked the door closed, and nuzzled into Snow’s neck, giving a testing lick.

  “What?”

  “I said, my name is Cait. Not Ms. Fallon.”

  Snow was quickly losing her train of thought as the woman in front of her began to lightly nibble on her neck. She just felt so hot. It was like Cait was a furnace, but it felt good. She wanted to be closer to that warmth. She had always been so cold due to her ability. The warmth of the woman in front of her was intoxicating. In the back of her mind, she felt like something was wrong. There was danger, but she didn’t know where, and her mind was too hazy to remember what they had been talking about. She whispered out, “Cait.”

  “Yes, that’s right.” Cait breathed as her hand teased the bottom of Snows school polo. One hand was resting on Snow’s waist, while the other dared to slip under the polo, to meet the warm skin of the girl's stomach. They both gasped at the contact and the shock that traveled between them.

  “Cait.” Snow gasped and leaned fully back into the wall as the woman settled against her body.

  “I’ll make you forget that leopard.”

  Leopard. Who was that again? Snow thought as something hot and wet dipped into her ear, before pulling out, only to be replaced by teeth that gently nibbled on the outer shell. Hot breath fanned against her cheek as soft lips brushed their way back down her neck and to her collarbone.

  “Wait. I think…I think we should stop.”

  Cait didn’t even pause. “Why?”

  “I’m not sure…”Snow trailed off as the hand that had been rubbing circles around her bellybutton suddenly traveled higher to tickle just underneath her bra.

  “You’re mine, Snow. I don’t share well.” Cait bit Snow’s collarbone making the girl gasp before she soothed it with her tongue.

  “Your’s?” Snow mumbled.

  Cait nodded as her hand finally slipped under her bra and made contact. Snow gasped and gripped at Cait’s arm.

  “Wait.”

  “No. I want you. Now.” She circled the girl's nipple making it harden before she pinched, Snow to cried out.

  “Cait! Don’t…”

  Cait ducked her head down, and her mouth replaced her hand. Snow’s head slammed against the wall as her nipple was sucked and nibbled on. She could feel herself getting wet between her legs and rubbed them together hoping to get some friction. She was so hot. Cait’s other hand traveled down and coerced the brunette's legs open. The werewolf quickly settled between them and gasped out as wet met hard abs.

  “Snow, you’re killing me.” The werewolf groaned.

  The girl had begun to rub herself against Cait, trying to get more friction as she moaned out. “Don’t stop.”

  Cait gripped her ass, pulling her harder against her, as Snow wrapped her legs around the red heads waist. One hand supported the girl as the werewolf licked and sucked on a breast. She pulled the nipple into her mouth, and twirled her tongue around it, eliciting another moan.

  “Please…” Snow trailed off.

  “Say your mine,” Cait growled.

  “I’m not…”

  “Say it.” Cait bit her nipple, and Snow cried out as she rubbed herself harder against hard abs.

  “I”m-“

  Whatever Snow was going to
say, was cut off, leaving only coldness. A snarl filled the air, and it took a minute for Snow to register what had happened. She stumbled back into the wall, as Cait had been holding her, but had suddenly dropped her. The brunette's mind slowly began to focus and what she saw made her blood run cold. The principle, Remus, had Cait in a headlock but it didn’t last long. The red head had managed to escape it and lashed out at him in a blind rage.

  “Mine!” The sound that left her mouth could only be described as animalistic. Cait’s teeth had elongated, and her ears were pointed. Snow also saw that her nails had grown to points as the woman slashed at Remus ripping his suit. Mary was suddenly beside her, helping her stand.

  “Are you okay, Snow?”

  The girl nodded, but she didn’t feel okay. She simultaneously felt hot and cold. What had she been about to do? It had happened so fast she wasn’t even really sure. “What happened?”

  “I’m so sorry. I don’t really believe in interrupting a mating ritual, but I felt it was necessary since you’re human. When I told Remus what was about to happen, he said we needed to stop you two.”

  Snow couldn’t help the irritation that filled her even if she didn’t entirely understand where it came from. “Why?”

  Mary gave her a pitying look. “Have you ever seen an alpha werewolf mate with their imprint for the first time?”

  Snow shook her head.

  “Let’s just say, that their mates take some damage if there isn’t an omega to oversee the ritual. Really, it’s only the first time that’s bad. After that, her human side will gain control, and I’m happy to say most have a healthy sex life.” The leopard smiled at her blush.

  Another snarl ripped through the air as Cait sunk her teeth into Remus’s shoulder. Mary winced.

  “I always knew Cait was strong, but I had alway thought Remus was stronger. It doesn’t look like that now.” Mary mumbled.

  The brunette looked over to the two werewolves and Cait seemed to have the upper hand if Remus’s bloody leg and shoulder were anything to go by. Remus managed to get out from under her jaws and slashed at Cait’s chest drawing blood.

  “Will she be okay?” Snow felt dread in her gut at the sight of the woman’s blood.

  “I don’t know. When a mating ritual is interrupted, it’s a guaranteed fight to the death.”

  Snow’s head jerked to meet her gaze. “They're going to kill each other?”

  Mary shook her head. “Normally they would, but Remus called his pack. I think he did it as a pro-caution though. I think he thought he could handle Cait. It’s a good thing he called for backup. Now, he just has to survive until they get here.”

  Snow shuddered. “What happens if he can’t?”

  Mary frowned. “Let’s just hope he does.”

  “Why don’t they shift? I heard werewolves preferred to fight in wolf form?”

  “We’re in your apartment. They wouldn’t even fit in here. They might tear down the whole building.”

  “They get that big?”

  “I take it you’ve never seen a shifted werewolf?”

  Snow shook her head.

  “Let’s just say they are big enough.”

  Suddenly, there was a whimper and Snow looked over to the battlers to see Remus on his knees. Cait had her hand buried deep in his shoulder. She looked monstrous but beautiful. The ding of the elevator was heard just as Cait raised her clawed hand, ready to plunge it into his chest. The sound of several pairs of footsteps was heard as her hand descended. She was tackled to the ground by two burly men that could easily be linebackers. Her hand left Remus’s shoulder with a sickening wet plopping sound as the two men body slammed her into the ground. Two women were close behind and paused by their alpha, who was gripping his shoulder. Blood fell from the gash on the side of his head into his left eye.

  Remus gasped out, “Help them; she’s in a blind rage, but she’s strong.”

  The two women nodded and helped the two men hold Cait to the ground. The redhead struggled wildly thrashing and several times she nearly got free. Snow wondered what their plan was. Were they going to just wait until she wore herself out? The girl looked at the red head. That didn’t look to be happening anytime soon. She just looked like she was getting more pissed off. The elevator dinged again, and another woman came running down the hallway. She wasn’t as tall as any of the previous werewolves, and she looked less muscular. Her hair was a light blond that was pulled up into a messy bun. The woman ran over to where they were holding down Cait, and after one confirming look from Remus, she dove on top of the redhead, landing on her chest. She placed both her hands on either side of Cait’s head and forced the woman to look in her eyes. Cait suddenly stilled, and the fight seemed to leave her.

  Snow whispered, “Who is that?”

  “That is Gwen, their omega.”

  Chapter 3

  Gwen held Cait’s gaze and spoke in soothing tones. “I’m sorry we interrupted you.”

  “Mine!”

  “I know, I know she’s your’s, but you would have hurt her.”

  Cait whimpered. “No. Hurt.”

  “It’s okay, though. She’s okay.”

  “No, hurt?”

  “I promise we won’t hurt her and you didn’t either.”

  “Mine.”

  “Yes, she is yours.”

  “Not mine.”

  Gwen paused and without looking away from Cait she called out for Snow.

  “Bring the girl to me. Move slowly.”

  Mary began to lead Snow over to them when suddenly a growl ripped out. “Not her's!”

  “Mary let her come by herself.”

  Mary nodded and gave Snow a gentle nudge. The girl slowly walked over to them and waited.

  “Come down here,” Gwen said softly, and Snow kneeled down next to them, in between the two men that were holding Cait’s arms down.

  “I need you to reassure her.”

  Snow looked puzzled. “How?”

  “She’s lost to her wolf. I need you to speak with her wolf. I can only calm her; I can’t bring her back. I need you to reason with them.”

  “I don’t know how.”

  “You can start by touching her.”

  Snow hesitated but slowly reached out and let her hand make contact with Cait’s cheek. The wolf seemed to lean into her touch.

  “Mine?”

  It was asked like a question. She didn’t know how to respond. Only moments ago she had been so sure of her answer but in the heat of the moment. After the vicious display, she was scared. Scared of the power the woman in front of her could wield. Scared of who she could hurt.

  Gwen laid her hand on top of Snow’s. The girl's immediately felt a wave of calmness flood her. Among the calmness, she felt something hot and spicy mixed in. It wrapped around her and made her feel safe and loved. She met Gwen’s gaze and whispered, “What is that?”

  “Those are her feelings. She can’t articulate them right now because the wolf is in control, but that is what she feels for you.”

  “I don’t understand.”

  Cait whimpered, and Snow found herself rubbing her cheek softly. The woman relaxed slightly.

  “I don’t understand them.”

  Gwen nodded. “You don’t have to. Right now, she just needs assurance.”

  “But, I don’t know if I can give that to her.”

  “You are her imprint, right?”

  “Her what?” Snow asked.

  Gwen looked startled. “Don’t you know?”

  Snow shook her head. “I don’t know what that means. What is an imprint?”

  Gwen looked back to Remus who had already begun to heal. The hole was still in his shoulder, but the gash on the side of his head had sealed. “Remus, why doesn’t she know anything? What clan does this woman come from?”

  Remus grunted. “Fallon’s clan.”

  Gwen’s face paled, and Cait began to become restless. “No wonder.” She mumbled before turning back to Snow. “Well, I guess we have to do t
his the hard way then.”

  “What’s the hard way?”

  Gwen smiled cheerily. “I’m going to need you to kiss her if you can’t vocalize it.”

  Snow cheeks immediately turned red. “What?”

  “It’s just a kiss, but it will be enough at this stage.”

  “But-“

  “Will you let her verbally claim you? Will you submit?”

  Snow shook her head in confusion.

  “Then a kiss will suffice.”

  Snow pulled her hand back from Cait’s cheek, and the werewolf began to move, as she watched the two women go back and forth. She was beginning to get irritated.

  “I don’t know.”

  Gwen sighed in exasperation. “Well, you have to give her something. She’s sworn herself to you for eternity…” Gwen trailed off as she saw Snow becoming more and more pale as she spoke.

  “Just think about it as the equivalent of saying, I’ll think about it.”

  Snow still looked uncertain, so Gwen tried a new tactic.

  “You like this woman, right?”

  “Cait,” Snow mumbled.

  “What?”

  The brunette looked up. “She’s not just some woman. Her name is Cait.”

  Gwen smiled. Now they were getting somewhere. “I’m sorry. You like Cait, right?”

  Snow blushed.

  “Don’t you want her to go back to normal?”

  “Because her wolf is in control right now?”

  Gwen nodded. “Her wolf won’t relinquish control until you give it your answer. Even if it’s just a maybe. It needs to be reassured.”

  “A kiss will be enough?”

  “For now, yes. It will do.”

  Snow looked down at Cait, whose once electric blue eyes were now gold, and seemed more wild than usual as they bore into her own.

  “Mine?”

  Snow smiled and placed her hand back on the woman’s cheek. She slowly leaned down until she was just hovering above Cait’s lips. It was just a maybe. It shouldn’t hurt, right? She closed the distance. The kiss was just a soft light touching of lips. Cait’s lips were soft even though they had looked so hard. She pressed more firmly into the wolf suddenly needing the reassurance that she didn’t mind the kiss. Suddenly, there was a gentle hand on her own cheek and Cait pressed into the kiss. Snow felt warmth flood her as well as the hot and spicy feeling she had felt earlier. It was intoxicating, and she found herself deepening the kiss wanting to feel more.