Taming Of The Beast - 7. Chapter 7

When Bastian arrived at the safe house, he couldn’t think straight. The only thing he was able to think about was Mason. Hopefully, he showed Mason just how much he wanted him when he kissed him. Hopefully, he has actions hadn’t pushed him away, his heart knew he wouldn’t be able to handle that. Bastian had made his choice; he chose his heart. He needed to be brave for both of them. He was ready to start their life together as a bonded pair. He wanted to show Mason all the dangers in his life, the fun of the chase, and all the interesting and enticing people they would come across. He knew in both his heart and mind that he belonged to Mason, just as Mason belonged to him.

The kiss they shared before Bastian left almost caused him to rethink his decision about leaving Mason behind. In the end, he had no real choice, he had to go and do his duties as a Prince and a warrior. Protecting their kind was a responsibility he took seriously. He just knew how much pain others could inflict on them. He knew just how much that pain can change a man. Bastian wanted to make the world a better place to live.

Bastian never expected to meet his mate while on vacation. He had enough to deal with trying to control both himself and his inner-beast. Meeting Mason was pure luck. But then again, fate worked in mysterious ways. He could no longer say that he was single but it was complicated. Complications normally frustrated him. However, this was something Bastian wanted to fight for. Granted, they both had a lot to learn when came to matters of the heart; but, Mason showed him just how much he wanted him too. That kiss was a testimony.

He was determined to return to Mason, no matter what it took.

He walked into his room and put his bags on the bed. He looked at the design of the room and thought that whoever had designed it knew what they were doing. He loved it. The room was perfect for him. He knew he would spend little time in the room since he had business to attend, but he would at least sleep on the bed.

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. He responded, “Come in,” while continuing to unpack his bag.

There was no need to see who was at the door; he knew his cousin’s scent anywhere. She entered the room and threw herself on the bed, sitting cross-legged. She didn’t need to say anything. He knew what was on her mind. Ever since he met Mason, every conversation was about him and his mate. She had made it her personal mission to make sure he didn’t end up bitter and alone.

She looked at him questionably. “Are you okay?”

Bastian raised an eyebrow. “I’m okay, Or, at least, I’ll be okay.”

She shook her head. “You know that’s not what I was asking.”

“I’ll miss not seeing him every day. But I know, I’ll eventually get back to him. I’m okay, Lu. Kissing him wasn’t planned, but I couldn’t stop myself. I didn’t want to let him go.” He sat down beside her. “You know I basically threatened his ex.”

Luciana chuckled for the first time. “You didn’t hurt him, did you? I mean I know how you get when someone challenges you for something.”

Bastian looked at his cousin and then he threw himself on his back as he looked at the ceiling. “I would have if he annoyed any more than he did, but I behaved. I kissed him, Lu, and I had to leave. How insane is that?”

Luciana looked at him “Pretty insane. But you were finally brave enough to show him how much you wanted him and the mating.”

Bastian shrugged. He wasn’t in the mood to dwell on his mate any longer. He knew he that would lead to him thinking about and missing his mate more than he did. He needed control and to stay focused on the mission at hand. “Come on, the guys are waiting. We need to go over the game plan again so that nobody gets hurt this time.”

As they entered the kitchen, they saw that Drew and Hale were busy preparing something to eat for all of them. He pulled out a chair for Luciana. They sat and watched the masters at work. They made it look more like a cooking competition than making dinner. Bastian nodded as Taron walked in holding a package of chips. He pulled up a chair and sat beside Bastian and looked at the view. He shook his head as he continued eating his chips. He didn’t want to comment because then another argument would ensue, so he kept his mouth shut. Bastian had always enjoyed his friend’s company. They had grown up together and were always there for each other. They trusted each other with their lives. They would never betray any of the others. They were lycans. They were not common werewolves, though many liked to label them as such.

The fact that Bastian was even sitting in that kitchen was an achievement. After his kidnapping, it had taken him a long time to forgive himself for what he considered doing. There were times when he wished he hadn’t survived the whole ordeal. His family and friends would remind him that life was hard, but everyone had to fight for the life they wanted. He decided to live and find where he was heading before his world crashed on his head.

He was never going to be okay with what happened. However, he found a way to live with it. He found a place of sanctuary and a way to live his life to make it full of worth. He wanted to be the Prince who everyone loved and adored. The Prince that always put his people before himself. He now had someone who he had to put first before everyone else. His life wasn’t his own anymore. He hoped that Mason would still be around after he learned about the things that had happened. He hoped Mason would be able to love him the way he needed to be loved.