Unexpected Love (#2)

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Summary

(Lycan's Love series book #2) Gemini thought that she had her whole life as a lycan figured out. She never thought she would find a mate, she never thought that she would change, and she certainly thought that her mate would be a guy! She doesn't know how to feel about her world changing. She wasn't prepared for love to find her so unexpectedly.

Genre:
Romance / Fantasy
Author:
Jadlynn Hagler
Status:
Complete
Chapters:
17
Rating:
4.7 10 reviews
Age Rating:
16+

First Impressions

I walked down the streets of Paris with my two best friends. Rosaline and Victoria were on each side of me and we had a great time going shopping and even though it wasn't my usual, I had a lot of fun spending time with my sisters.


We were walking and laughing, just hanging out when suddenly, the strangest thing happened to me. I was hit with the strangest feeling and I wasn't sure what to think. The most amazing scent hit my nose and I suddenly froze, looking around for the tantalizing scent. The girls stopped a few steps ahead of me, looking at me with confusion.

"Gem? You okay," Victoria asked. I looked around, trying to find the source of whatever was causing me to feel like this, but I saw nothing.

"Yeah, um I'm okay. Let's go," I assured them. I walked past them to the car and quickly threw my stuff in the trunk. I had paused for a second and I knew that I had to find them. I knew what was happening then. My mate was near. My erasthai. I had to find them and I wondered if they would be a girl, like I had always imagined.

I was a lesbian, and I wasn't ashamed of that. I had nothing against guys, it's just that women were more my preference. I had always been this way, all of the centuries I had lived.

My lycan side was screaming at me to go find my erasthai because they were nearby. What if they were french? Because I couldn't speak French to save my life. My mouth will never be able to pronounce the accented words, no matter how hard I tried. Speaking french was more of Nick's forté.

I turned and handed Victoria the set of keys to the sports car. I felt her surprise and confusion, but instead of answering her unspoken question, I looked around again.

"You guys go ahead. I just have to handle something real quick," I informed them. I started walking away but I had to control myself because I wanted to run. Instead, I settled for speed walking.

I turned the corner and ran straight into a giant wall. I landed on my ass and grunted. I squeezed my eyes shut and blew out a frustrated breath. That's when I realized that the air had grown heavier. I opened my eyes to see a hand extended towards me on the ground. I slowly gripped it in mine and my arm became a live wire.

It turns out, it wasn't a wall. It was my erasthai. I stood in front of the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. The shocking part was; it was a guy. I didn't really have a problem though. The man in front of me was hot. I noticed that if I were just a passerby, he'd strike me as the emo looking type, but he wasn't really. At least not to me. He just seemed… perfect.

He had raven black hair that looked almost burgundy in the streetlights. His eyes were dark, almost black orbs and they reminded me of Evan's eyes. They took in everything and gave nothing away. His pale skin contrasted greatly with his dark clothes and dark hair, his lips almost as red as Jaquez's. He had tattoos snaking around his wrists and up his arms and they looked like tribal patterns.

He wore a black t-shirt and dark jeans with a pair of scuffed Doc Martens. He had tiny little gauges in his ears and a lip ring on the left side of his bottom lip, along with a barbell through his eyebrow. It was incredibly sexy, but he also seemed dangerous. Not to mention that my senses told me that he was a werewolf. A powerful one at that. He must be an alpha, or one of the gamma wolves.

"Are you okay," he asked me quietly. I only stared at him. At least he wasn't french. He spoke perfect, fluent American, which was a bonus. I loved the way his lips moved when he spoke and his voice was low and silky, almost like velvet.

He glanced around and looked back at me warily.

"So… do you speak English? You look American. Sort of. Maybe a bit too beautiful for an american," he said with a smirk. I found myself smiling widely at his compliment and that caused him to give me a smile too with a raised eyebrow.

"So you are american. Can you talk," he asked. It was a little slow, as if he thought I couldn't comprehend it and normally I would have be indignant, but I found myself laughing lightly.

"Yes. I can talk. Sorry, I'm just… in shock, I guess," I said finally. His smile grew wider as he heard me speak and he seemed to like the sound of my voice.

"Um… would you like to grab a coffee with me?"

I almost looked around to see if he was talking to someone else, but my stupid ass realized that of course he was. There was literally no one else around and he's been talking to me for the past, what has it been? Five? Ten minutes? I took a deep breath and nodded.

This man almost didn't even seem like my type, yet I could feel the pull of the mate bond and everything he did was attractive to me. He wasn't even the right gender! But he was perfect and I wasn't complaining because this was the man that the moon goddess had chosen for me.

I followed him around the corner and walked towards a cute little, vacant cafe. It said that it was open 24 hours a day except Sunday, but there were no other patrons here. He walked me towards a little table in the corner that already had a laptop sitting on it. He sat in the chair in front of the laptop and it had already been pushed back.

"Why would you leave your laptop here," I asked, realizing that he had already been sitting there before we had bumped into each other.

"Because, I had to find you," he said, with a ghost of a smile. I smiled back at him and it was like I couldn't take my eyes off of him and it seemed like he felt the same way.

We just looked at each other, taking in all the details.

"Why are you here in France. If you're obviously american," I asked curiously, breaking the comfortable silence. He brought up his hand to push the hair to the side, out of his eyes and I thought of how annoying that must be. His hair had grown to his earlobe and some of it curled around the bottom of his ear.

"I'm an exchange student. Some of my family had paid for me to come here, because they thought it would 'help' me," he said. His vague answer made it seem like he didn't want to talk about it and he avoided my eyes.

"Oh? When do you go back," I asked.

"In two weeks. I go back to California and then I'll just go wherever, I guess," he answered. I unknowingly found myself smiling and he probably thought I was psychotic.

"So," he said, and I realized that he said "so" a lot. "You're obviously not human. You have like the strongest power I've ever felt and it's weird because I'm a lone alpha, so I never feel the need to submit to anyone. Except you," he said looking at me through his thick dark eyelashes and the dark hair that fell into his eyes.

My eyebrows raised in surprise. I had met a lot of werewolves in my time, but he felt different. It was more powerful somehow. Maybe because he was a loner. Not a rogue though. I think there's a difference for werewolves. Rogues get kicked out and loner's choose to leave.

I was hesitant to tell him. Not everyone has heard of or met a lycan, so I was trying to gauge what his reaction would be. I took a deep breath and glanced down at the table before meeting his gaze again. Just then the waiter came out and took our order. I ordered a frappe and soon the man quickly came back out with our order.

I ran my finger around the rim of my cup and chewed on the inside of my cheek like I always did when I was thinking. He seems like the dark, mysterious, always expect the worst type, so I doubt that he'd care, right? Though I had never cared before, for some reason I cared about what he thought of me. I was glad when he asked me a different question.

"We'll come back to that soon. Anyways, what are you doing here? Are you a foreign exchange student too," he asked with his ghost smile. I looked up at his dark eyes and smiled.

"No. I came here because my friend is from here. This is his home place so we came to visit," I answered him. Nick was lucky to have grown up in such a beautiful place. I just lived in Michigan for most of my supernatural life until I met Nick and we formed a family and started moving around together.

I noticed his grip tighten around his cup and he kept his eyes on the swirling dark liquid inside.

"Boyfriend," he asked quietly. Somehow, I could tell he was mad. And jealous. I smiled again at the feeling of knowing he already cared enough to be jealous, even though I know that it's the mate bond.

"No. He's like a brother to me. I've known him for years and I'm kind of um…" he looked up at me with an arched eyebrow when I trailed off. He smiled, flashing only a hint of his bright white teeth and propped his elbow on the table while leaning his head on his hand.

"You're kind of what," he prompted teasingly, clearly knowing that I had suddenly grown awkward. I let out a short laugh, which turned into a giggle, which turned into a snort fest. God, what's wrong with me? My first impression is horrible! Now he probably thinks that I snort all the time and I'm some kind of pig.

"I um… I'm kind of gay," I said, smiling while I sipped on my cup of caffeine. He gave me the first full smile I had seen from him and it was honestly kind of beautiful on him. He leaned back and lounged in the chair, as relaxed as could be.

"I guess I'm just so irresistible, I turned you straight, huh," he said with his smile. My eyes widened and I started coughing. I think that the coffee went down wrong and I was trying to choke and laugh at the same time.

This was definitely not one of my most graceful moments. Well, at least he hasn't run away yet. When I finally got myself under control, I took the napkin and wiped my mouth. When I looked back up at him, he was biting his top lip with barely contained laughter. I slouched back against the chair too, like he was doing across from me. I crossed my arms over my chest as I smirked.

"You're quite the charmer, aren't you," I said. His lips twitched up to smile but it quickly fell back down.

"Not usually, but you are my one exception I suppose," he said in all seriousness. He looked back up at me, his eyes scanning my face and his ghost smile that I've already come to love appeared once again.

"I still don't know your name," he said.

"Well I don't know yours either, so tell me," I said, leaning up to slouch on the table while my chin rested in my hands and my elbows on the table.

He mimicked my movement and raised an eyebrow.

"I don't want this to be some kind of Cinderella scenario, so I think you should start first," he mused. I smiled at that and took a sip of my coffee before answering.

"Gemini," I told him once I put my cup down. He dropped his head down and chuckled. He looked back up at me with a full smile playing on his pierced lips. He subtly shook his head.

"The fucking irony is priceless," he said quietly. He tilted his head slightly to the side as he watched me, assessing me.

"I'm Leo," he said at last, a smile still playing on his lips. I arched an eyebrow.

"Really," I asked, wondering if he was joking or not. He nodded and I felt satisfied with his answer. I was loving this time with him.

It felt so right, so normal to talk to him like this. Like we were meant to be having conversations like this and laughing and enjoying each other's company.

"That's funny. Now I guess we're the zodiac power couple," I said. He smiled again and I loved it.

"Power couple? We just met," he said. He leaned forward, closer to me and further across the table. "I could be an axe murderer for all you know. Then what would you do," he teased.

I leaned forward too, our faces only inches apart and I smiled widely as I leaned in to whisper.

"Then I'll just have to help you hide the body," I said huskily. We stayed still for a moment and stared at each other. Our smiles faded away and suddenly he took a sharp intake of breath and leaned back in his seat, further away from me. He gave me another assessing look and I looked at him curiously.

I found myself staring at his lips. They looked soft yet firm and for a brief second, I wondered what they would feel like being pushed against mine. I wondered what it would feel like to have that little silver ring pushing against my lips and I quickly averted my eyes to meet his when I saw, rather than heard, him start speaking.

"What are you," he asked softly. I took a deep breath. I guess I can't avoid the question forever. He was my erasthai, my mate, my other half, and he deserved to know as soon as possible, right?

"I'm a lycan," I murmured, keeping my eyes locked on his. He took another sharp breath and abruptly stood up. Suddenly, I could finally see emotion in his eyes.

He seemed to be fighting an eternal battle that only he knew about and his eyes looked mournful, sad, and angry all at once. He grabbed his laptop and quickly shoved it into a bag that I hadn't noticed before.

He also grabbed a dark gray beanie and slid it on over his hair. I stood up too, wondering what had happened. Where was he going? Should I go with him?

"Where are you going," I asked. His jaw was taut and his eyes grew hard the next time they landed on me. He froze for just the tiniest millisecond before turning the opposite direction.

"Wait! Leo, what's wrong? Where are you going," I called after him. He said nothing as he walked away, leaving me standing there only to stare after him.

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Sooo... This is The sequel to Resisting Love! It's the second book in the Lycans Love series, and also the first series I've written, so please let me know what you think so I can improve! Love you all and have an AMaZinG day!!!

~Jade❤️
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