“Okay, stop manhandling me,” she grumped. “How could I hear
Charanel in my head? And why do I feel like crawling out of my skin when I
can’t see him? What the fuck?”
“My dear little sister, Charanel is your mate,” Edward said,
patting her head.
“But, I met him. At your mating ceremony. I didn’t have this
freaky head thing,” Elizabeth said.
“You didn’t because he wasn’t that,” I said, pointing to my brother. “He had the mind of a child
when you met him. Now, his brain is fully formed and your minds and bodies have
connected. You are mates.”
“What do I tell my boyfriend?” she asked, giggling
nervously.
EPOV
“I thought you broke up with him?” I asked, arching a brow
at my sister. “You said you were. He’s a lazy douchebag.”
“I said I wanted to take a break, but we’re still kind of
together,” Elizabeth argued half-heartedly, looking longingly at the door.
“But, I don’t really care about him anymore. What I felt for him is nothing compared to what I feel for
Charanel. Where’s Charanel? I’d really like to go to him.” She got up and
started walking to the door. I guided her back to the sofa. Bella sat next to
her, looping her arm through my sister’s, keeping her in the office.
“He’s getting the same conversation as you are, Elizabeth,”
Bella chimed in, rubbing her shoulders.
“Describe how you’re feeling. Don’t
skip anything.”
“I can still hear Charanel’s thoughts. He’s thinking about
me,” she blushed. “He thinks I’m beautiful and he’s curious to know if my hair
is as soft as it looks.” She bit her lip, furrowing her brow. “I can tell what
he’s feeling.” Her blush deepened. “He’s really turned on. He really wants to
kiss me and taste my skin …”
“Okay, enough,” I said, cringing slightly. “I don’t need to
know that.”
“Was it intense? All-consuming? Like, complete desperation
to get next to him?” Bella questioned.
“Or was it more of a warm glow that
surrounded you in this perfect bubble of love?”
“Warm glow,” Elizabeth nodded, her pale skin turning a
bright pink. “He’s my mate? Are we mates like you?”
They’re not like us,
Edward. You had to admit, our reaction, even if it was through a view screen,
was pretty intense, Bella said mentally. I nodded in agreement. “You are
definitely mates, Elizabeth, but not te’atée
mates. Now that you’ve seen him and connected
with him, you will have to mate with him in a year or you will both die,
unfortunately,” Bella murmured, her nose wrinkled. “We never separated Charanel
from the females since he had that delay. Something in his mind never clicked.
He just saw all as playmates, not as a romantic mate.”
“And now, since that delay has been repaired, the chemical
reaction, recognizing his mate, recognizes me?” Elizabeth asked. “But, I met
him. Before, at your mating ceremony. Wouldn’t I have had some sort of reaction
then?”
“Did you think he was attractive?” I questioned.
“I thought he was handsome, but I knew he was delayed. Some
of the nobles sitting at our table called him yanhesh, and saying some other nasty things about Charanel. I got
irrationally upset when they did. I never said anything, but I had to walk away
for a moment,” Elizabeth murmured. “I was going to crack some heads if they
continued bad mouthing him.”
“I think,” Bella said. “I think that you were so
irrationally upset about that commentary because you felt the beginning of the
mating bond. It couldn’t fully form until Charanel had the damage to his brain
repaired. Now that he’s ‘normal,’ you both are experiencing the full extent of
imprinting. You are not like Edward and me, though.”
Harry
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