Alpha King's Missing Mate (Book 1 Of The Regal Eclipse Pack Series)

Chapter 17

Daniel reined his power back in, hiding his surprise. Now he understood Talia's fear. For her human roommate to know about werewolves was a death sentence to them both, unless Jenna was involved with werewolves and it was deemed necessary for her to know. Fortunately for Talia, Jenna had a werewolf mate.

Daniel stared at Talia quietly as she cowered on the ground. He had been so annoyed with her these last few days, at some points wanting to snap her pretty little neck, but she hadn't known the anguish she was causing him. She had been wrapped up with her own newly found mate unaware that she was keeping him from his own mate. He could hardly blame her. If he had his way, he would be spending days in bed with Jenna, getting to know everything about her. "Talia, get up," he said hoarsely.

She slowly stood and sat back down in the seat, her body still shaking badly with fear. She was waiting for her death. He could see that plainly.

"Why did you tell her?"

Talia explained quietly how Jenna had inadvertently come to know about werewolves, about how she'd helped Talia recover from the rogue attack, taking care of her friend. And once she opened up, she couldn't stop. She was vaguely aware of the fact that she was going to die anyway, so why not tell him. He seemed more relaxed now than he had been a few moments ago.

As she talked, her voice became steadier and Daniel could see the love between the two friends. They were close, and Talia sharing her secret had probably brought them even closer.

"What else does she know?" Daniel asked curiously. In all reality, Talia may have done him a favor. Jenna was aware of werewolves and was okay living with one. She would probably be more accepting of him.

"She asked a lot of questions when we were alone," Talia said. Daniel had scared the crap out of her. She'd never felt that kind of power, but now he seemed rather calm. Maybe she'd get lucky, and he'd let her live. She had no idea why he was so interested in Jenna, but maybe that could be a good thing. "She knows about pack hierarchy, and what pack I was in, basic stuff mostly. Nothing too secret," Talia said.

"How long has she known?" Daniel asked her.

"Almost two years," Talia told him. At this point, there was no reason to hide anything. The cat, or rather the wolf, was out of the bag, and there was no putting it back. She was probably going to die anyway.

Daniel was quiet for several moments, pondering over Talia's words. "Did she know that you took her to a Werewolf club last Saturday?" he asked.

Talia blushed. "Yes. Sometimes I think she fantasized about being one. Since it was her last night here, I thought it would be fun to go. I went over a lot of rules with her and told her what to do if she felt threatened. She was reluctant at first, but she agreed. Jenna doesn't go to a lot of clubs, and that was the only time she'd visited a werewolf club."

"Did she know I was a werewolf?"

"Yes, she knew. She suspected, and I told her when we went to the bathroom together that you weren't in my pack. She knew," Talia said quietly. She should have never taken Jenna to that club. Of all the werewolves in the world, the one who had taken an interest in her best friend, her HUMAN best friend, just happened to be the most powerful of them all. What were the odds?

Daniel breathed a small sigh of relief at this new information. She'd known and she'd still given herself to him. I'm all yours, Daniel. Always. Her words flooded his mind, Rafe showing him the memory. Then why had she left? Had she just said them in the heat of the moment?

'Mate loves us,' Rafe said confidently.

If only life were that simple. "Talia, this conversation is to never leave this room, do you understand?" He looked at her sharply.