Jamison wonder. “The thing you must
understand is that the women who come from the other side live in a different
world, one where they are no longer treated as the treasures that they are.
They often work harder and longer than any man. They are sometimes discarded
and left by those who they trusted to care for them.”
“How could any man do that?” Taggart demanded. Women were to
be cherished and protected above all else.
“Things are very different outside the valley,” Lynx said.
“Just know that a woman may not be used to avid attention, to the care and love
that we are known to shower on our mates. They are leery and uncertain of the
sincerity of what you say and do. Sex is no longer a bond in their world.”
Jamison heard the words and shook his head. To lie with a
woman was a sacred act, one to be taken only when the mating bond was begun. To
do otherwise was to bring disgrace to her and to himself. It was also strange
hearing the words from a confirmed bachelor like Lynx. It was well known that
he still refused to form the triad bond with his brother and the mate his
brother had chosen.
Though no one knew why, there were many stories that were
spread. All Jamison knew was that by not forming the bond he denied the woman
the ability to find her inner wolf and fully enjoy the shifter lifestyle.
Jamison felt that was selfish and he knew that Taggart felt the same way.
They had always known that they would form the triad bond
together, sharing one mate for the rest of their lives. That was just the way
it was among their people. And once the bond was fully formed the wolf they had
known since puberty would awaken in their mate and she would transform for the
first time under their watch and care. At that point they would be inseparable,
a unit, a triad.
“Why tell us this?” Taggart asked and Jamison nodded in
agreement with his brother’s question.
“Because even now your mate makes her way through the forest
to the veil,” Lynx said. “She runs from something that she fears. She will have
much doubt of what you tell her. You will have your hands full as you lead her
through the bonding and help her to embrace her inner wolf and release it.”
“What is it that she runs from? That she fears?” Jamison
asked.
“That I have not been told,” Lynx stated, shaking his head.
“I only know that you must be there when she finds the pool. You must not stop
her as she makes her way to the sacred waters and enters. You will know when
the time is right to approach her. Only by letting the waters prepare her will
she allow the mating bond to begin. If you interrupt before the time is right
then you will lose her forever.”
“We will not lose her,” Taggart vowed.
“We will watch and wait until the right time is revealed to
us,” Jamison vowed.
Lynx nodded. “Then I wish you a smooth journey during the
days ahead. Remember that she will not believe at first, even if she sees with
her eyes what we are. We are a myth in her world, often feared as monsters. You
must find a way into her heart.”
Jamison and Taggart had both nodded.
“May the goddess’s blessing smooth your way,” Lynx said then
turned and left them.
A mate? Jamison asked his brother as they shifted to
their wolf forms for quicker travel. When they shifted back they would once
again be in the clothes their human selves were wearing so they shouldn’t scare
her.
A chance to find the woman who will complete us ,Taggart
replied. A woman for us to love and treasure for all our lives. One who will
love and treasure us in return.
A mate , Jamison said again. And with a prayer to the
goddess he and Taggart tore across the field, headed for the bridal pool and
the woman they hoped to win over and form a mating bond with.
Now that she stood in front of them, their Reggie, and had
whispered the words that would allow them to bond with her, it was better than
either of them could have anticipated. It was time to claim their