Ares' POV

     I follow Thomas into the building, face blank at the information he just told me. Not only does he live in a Brothel but my little spitfires best friend is an Incubus. I shake my head in frustration not liking the thoughts that are running wild in my head. Walking down the hallways behind an excited Thomas until we reach a door at the end of the hallway.

     He gives it three hard knocks until there's a soothing voice that calls us inside. Thomas smiles back at me before he turns the knob and leads me into the room, setting our bags down by the door.

     Sitting at an oak desk in the room is a man who screams sex. Everything from his freckles to his eyes command, "bend me over and take me." I'm shocked at my thoughts, never having been so lewd for anyone but Thomas.

     "Hey, Chan." Thomas greets going to sit down at a chair in front of his desk and motioning me to do the same. The man, Chan, smiles at Thomas brightly making my lip curl back instinctively.

     "Thomas! I'm surprised you made it back I thought this was finally going to be the month." He says in surprise but something deep down tells me he already knew Thomas would be back today.

     "It was, Chan. I want you to meet someone, my Bond, Ares." He introduces and the pale man turns towards me with scrutinizing eyes. "Ares, this is Chandler, another good friend of Chloe and I. He owns this Brothel and is an Incubus himself." He tells me and I immediately don't like him. What if Thomas had sex with him too? What if he loved one of these men he speaks so highly of?

      I put on a brave face and reach over to shake the hand that's offered to me, reluctantly. I've never been the jealous type, but knowing my sweet kitten let someone else's hands run over him freely has my eyes straining to turn red. I know it's selfish and unbelievably hypocritical but I can't help my reaction.

     The two talk a little more before we're standing up to be on our way, Chandler walking behind us.

     "Have you seen Chloe? When I left, his Link was going into his room after his dumbass hid from him for three days." Thomas asks with a roll of his eyes and I'm intrigued. Link? Chloe has a lover? Maybe I don't have to worry about him after all.

      "Oh he's here." Chandler chuckles and Thomas raises an eyebrow in question. "Don't worry you'll hear him before you see him." He says evasively and he shrugs. The two of us grab our bags from by the door and say our goodbyes to Chandler before I'm lead to the stairs of the building. We go up until we reach the last flight and once we open the door to the third floor, we're hit with the smell of unfiltered sex and the sounds of someone getting their brains fucked out.

     Thomas walks through the door that I'm holding open for him and he scoffs in amusement. "Holy shit. He didn't reject him and he's in a heat. I can't tell if the Moon Goddess loves him or hates him." He says laughing to himself and I follow him down the hallway until we're at the room across from Chloe's. Thomas pulls a set of keys out of his bag and unlocks the door, holding it open for me to step through with my bags in hand.

     The apartment is clean and open, gray being the color scheme of the house. Not blue or even something as pretty as yellow, just a dull boring gray. Typical Vampire before they're brought to life, I guess. I move forward and place the bags in my hand on the gray couch, as Thomas closes and locks the door. I feel him come up behind me but don't turn around, my emotions too screwed up right now to talk to him.

     It looks like I don't have a choice however, when I feel his arms snake around my waist. First Ben, then Chloe and now this Chandler guy. Thinking about anyone looking at or touching Thomas in any way other than professional really is getting my blood pounding.

     "Babe, what's wrong? You've been quiet since we left." He asks me turning me towards him, his face in a worried expression and it makes me feel like shit knowing I'm second guessing everything because of past old shit.

     "It's nothing." I tell him too embarrassed to admit that I'm feeling this way since I don't know why. But of course, Thomas doesn't let me get off that easy.

     "That's not how communication works I don't think." He says cheekily and as much as I want to hold him, my skin itches at the thought. What the fuck is wrong with me? "Babe just talk to me." He says and sits down in the couch, pulling my reluctant body down with him.

     I stare at the floor, knowing I have to tell him so I can set a good example for him, but hesitant all the same. I'm about to try and wiggle my way out of it, but I change my mind, too scared of him waking away if I keep acting irrational like this.

     I sigh and just give up, turning towards Thomas with a torn expression. "I don't know what's wrong with me, kitten. Every time you bring up someone you might have fucked or get too close to someone, I feel like I want to tear their ass apart and fuck you right there in front of everyone." I tell him earnestly my fingers clenching of the thought of doing just that.

     He's quiet for a movement but a small laugh escapes his lips. I turn back towards him confused and apparently my face sends him off because suddenly he's cracking up at me expense. I roll my eyes and stand up knowing this was all just a waste of time but Thomas grabs a hold of my arm as he begins to clam down.

     "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He says shaking his head as I plop down on the couch with a resentful frown. "Aren't you half Faerie? And half Daemon?" He asks me, apparently still trying to hold in his laughter and I frown in confusion at what that could possibly have to do with anything but I nod along. "And didn't our first Monthly literally just end?" He asks and I start getting impatient.

     "Yes, yes I know all of these things but what does that have to do with this?!" I ask him throwing my hands up in exasperation.

     He rolls his eyes at me and begins to explain slowly as if speaking to a child much to my annoyance. "Besides werewolves, Faeries and Daemons are the most territorial beings in the world. You're both and with our Monthly just ending you're going to be super jealous and touchy for about a week." He tells me and I sit there stunned.

      "So this is normal?" I ask him half skeptical but mostly relieved.

     "Did you never pay attention in Body Education? There's a unit on every species." He tells me and I scoff at him.

"I don't remember what kind of cereal I had for breakfast this morning and you want me to remember a class that I skipped almost every day?" I ask him and he just shakes his head at me before standing up, making me panic to follow him.

"Come on let's go put these bags up and I'll give you a tour." He tells me leading the way to the bedroom in the back which is painted, you guessed it, grey.

A question is burning at my skin and I try not to ask it, knowing it's only begging for a fight and trouble but I have to know. "How many people have you fucked in here?" I ask him and I immediately regret the stupid question. Fuck my genes I want to be a cucumber dammit.

But thankfully Thomas doesn't take offense and I'll have to thank his mind one day for being so brilliants today knowing exactly what the fuck is going on. "None actually. No one has been in my apartment except Chloe and he only stayed in the kitchen." He tells me and I instantly feel a sense of relief.

We put our bags of clothes in the walk in closet before Thomas turns towards me and gives me and hug I didn't know I needed and a chaste kiss on the lips. "Come on babe. Come get to know your new home."

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Kind of a short chapter. Not too sure how I feel about it tbh but lmk. Their timelines are going to synch up soon don't worry.

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