Flight 118

Chapter Seventeen

When we think about what we have read in books about werewolves or shapeshifters with their mates, it is all true for the most part. Their one true love is bound to lead to possessive and protective tendencies emerging in a species filled with animalistic characteristics. But adding that on top of very few people even finding their mates now and I can see how that would make it worse to not have your mark on your mate for others to see. It helped me to see how Jonah may be really feeling about how we are waiting.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

I jumped and swung around to see Jonah standing there watching me. I guess I had been so caught up in my thoughts I didn't hear him come in.

"Oh! Hey. I-uh, nothing really. Just how fast this week's gone by. Why?" It looked like he had an actual reason to ask and was not just wondering. Which was just as well seeing how I probably would not want to tell him, "Oh, nothing. Just the fact I am still wrapping my head around everything, including being your mate, and even though I think I may be starting to fall for you and I know how much it is upsetting you to wait to mate with me, I still don't know if I'm ready."

Yeah, I'm a rambler and a serious run-on type of thinker. Even if it is just in my head. But really. How does one even know when they're ready to irrevocably tie down their life to another? Especially when they have not even known that person long.

Yep. So not saying that to him.

When I blinked out of my thoughts once more I noticed Jonah watching me with a slightly tilted head and a small curve to his lips. "I know there's more to it but I'll let you keep your secrets, Mine."

He walked over and sat next to me. "I wanted to let you know one of Eric's pack members is going back into their nearby town. If you need anything, he is leaving within the next hour."

I frowned a little. "Why is he going back into town so soon?"

Jonah blinked and looked away evasively, "Just needing to look for something."

I narrowed my eyes. "Jonah. Tell me. Please. We promised to be open and honest. That's the only way this will ever work between us." It was a low blow. Despite honesty being an important aspect of our relationship, if he really did not want to tell me why someone was going to the town that was his prerogative. I would not necessarily be happy about it and would try to find out, but I would not be mad enough to let it fester.

He grumbled and stretched his head then ran his hand through his hair while he shifted. "Okay, fine. I didn't want to worry you but there apparently have been some rumblings amongst the town humans. Somehow they learned about there being a group of humans here. But they were told the humans were being held against their will."

I raised my eyebrow.

"Okay. Yea, they kind of are. But that's because we agreed upon it. So they kind of aren't."

I chuckled a little, "I know. I know. I was just messing with you." But then the smile fell from my lips. "I really don't know how they'd know about any of this anyway. Or why they'd care."

"Well, about why they'd care. Well, that's not something super shocking. Sadly, it's more to do with potential women that we are getting first chances with than humans being here. This world we live in is not always bad but it is not always good."

"The 'how they know' part of that sentence is what we would like to know also. The only way would be for someone from here to tell them or one of the town humans come here. Neither option makes sense. We haven't let anyone other than pack members leave recently and the pack guards would have been able to scent any human who doesn't belong after this much time getting acclimated to your time's humans."