"Your birthday is next week!?"

"Yes, Thursday to be more exact" he adds "Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

"No, I'm an only child. You?"

"A sister, Lauren. She is 19"

"Are your parents still alive?" he asks

"Yes. They live in my pack; although they went to visit my aunt Layla in her pack so they should only be back sometime during the next week."

"Mine are somewhere in the world. They are having a second honeymoon and refused to tell us where they were spending it." He says chuckling as if he was remembering a funny scene

We talk through the entire lunch, laughing at each other funny stories, and getting to know everything we could about each other. It was only when we were midway through our desert that he asked the question I was expecting him to make from the beginning

"Why is your smell different from a werewolf? I mean I know you are one but there is just something more mixed with it isn't there?" he asks looking at me curious

I drink what is left of the wine in my glass and take a deep breath before answering him

"Yes there is." I say catching his interest "I'm half werewolf, half siren. My mother being the siren and my father the werewolf" I explained and then I waited to see what is reaction was going to be.

He leans back in his seat and just says " I had no idea sirens really existed"

"Yeah well they do. They just prefer not to mingle with any other race. It's forbidden in fact" I say

"But then how are your parents together?" he asks intrigued

"Oh well you know...they fell in love, broke the rules, ran away and had me. End of story." I simply said. I knew there was a little bit more to it but he didn't have to know all the details right now.

"Fascinating...how about you?" he asks looking at me "Are you more werewolf or siren?"

"I'm a little bit of both. I have the same qualities as every other wolf only my healing ability is slower, for example when a wolf breaks an arm it takes him only around 2 days to have it completely fixed, in my case it takes a little longer, around 5 days or so depending on the injury. As for my siren abilities I have what they call the siren's song, that is the ability to control minds, only in my case it doesn't work on a large group only in small ones."

"So you can control minds?" he asks making sure he heard it right

"Yes and I can also hold my breath for a very large period of time underwater as well." I share

"So can you control my mind?" he asks

"No. A siren can't control her true mate's mind." I explain and I see him exhale a breath in relief "Does this information bother you?" I ask suddenly fearful he would reject me after finding out what I really am

"NO! NO!" he says quickly calming me instantly "It's just a lot to take in, just that" he says taking a hold of my hands and giving them a squeeze.

I go back to eating my desert only now I don't feel as hungry. The atmosphere changed a little bit after I revealed this information to him and I desperately wanted to go back to how we were before. We finish our deserts and Mason pays for the bill. We approach the car in silence. I was already contemplating telling him to call this a day and go home when he grabs my arm and pushes me against the car and next thing I know I'm being kissed hungrily and desperately right there in the parking lot and against his car. I obviously respond eagerly and anxiously. When he finally pulls away my eyes remain close and my breathing erratic. He presses his forehead against mine and then he says

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