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The two mates panted in one another's faces, Kai bracing either arm next to her head.

Valencia stared up at him, she saw his skin had begun smoking and his canines were elongating.

"K-Kai..." Valencia's voice shook as fear began to set in.

He snarled in her face as his hands begin to leave charred marks on her drywall.

"You infuriate me, Valencia." His voice was thick as he shut his eyes tightly, shaking his head.

"Fuck!" He yelled as his demons demands for their mate began to be too much to bare.

His control snapped momentarily and he fisted her hair, craning her head back harshly. He inhaled deeply at the crook of her neck.

He scraped his teeth against her delicate skin.

"Oh fuck, Valencia," he abruptly pinned her down with his hips. He groaned desperately as the mate bond toyed with both of their sanity.

"No-" he choked out as he pulled her closer. "I don't want this," he groaned as he bucked his hips wildly.

This shocked Valencia out of her daze, the tingles no longer sending her to new heights.

She began to push against him, only to have him growl and push his hardening member against her bare stomach.

She blindly reached to the small table, reaching for a small container. Inside the container she grabbed a mixture of herbs, fisting them frantically.

Her other hand fisted Kai's white hair and pulled hard. She used his position to blow the powder into his face, watching as his eyes immediately drooped. Malakai swayed as his body temperature lowered, his legs weakening.

Soon enough he collapsed, his hands gripping desperately at her hips as he kneeled in front of her. He mumbled incoherently as he held her close, before he was fully sedated.

Valencia panted wildly, her eyes welling up with tears. She placed her hand on the back of Malakai's head that rests against her stomach.

With two fully grown men now laid on her floor, she looked at her potion. She had lied to Malakai when he asked if she had any herbs or elixirs.

However she was telling the truth when she said she wasn't very good at making them. This sedation potion was for emergencies. Of course she had plenty of weapons in the house to protect herself but this was just a further precaution.

Her tears slipped down her cheeks.

She had dragged Malakai to the couch and checked on Henry who now had a fractured nose. She grimaced before gripping it and setting it back into place. He groaned and she raced for ice to treat him.

Within fifteen minutes she had cleaned up Henry's injury, waking him up slowly. He groaned as she held water to his lips.

"Damn, he's got a hell of a right hook."

"I'm so sorry Hen, take the day off. He's a handful, but I've got it under control."

"I don't think him staying here is the best for you Val," he croaked.

"I'll be okay, now head home please." She kissed his forehead before ushering him out.

"Send me the medical bill!" She yelled out as he left.

As soon as she closed the door she let out a yell of frustration, slamming her fist against the old wood.

She pressed her face against the now abused surface, choking back a cry.

"What am I doing?" she gasped out. She'd seen this, women with men who didn't want them.

And now she was in the same situation!

She glanced at the man asleep on her couch. She covered her mouth to muffle her cries, why doesn't he want me?

Valencia wiped her face abruptly. She patted her cheeks aggressively, "get it together."

Malakai's motionless body suddenly twitched before he groaned loudly. She saw his nose twitch, "Are you crying?" He husked.

"No, I'm cleaning up your mess," she croaked. She could tell he was still disoriented from the herbs she had used.

"Valencia c'mere," he slurred. Val shook her head even though his eyes were closed.

"Baby come 'ere," he pouted. "I can tell you're shaking."

"No, no I don't want to," she sniffled. She wiped up her coworkers blood and her tears from the floor.

She heard an abrupt thud. She jumped with a gasp and turned to see Malakai had rolled off the couch, straight onto his face. He coughed a little before pushing himself up, beginning to drowsily drag himself over to his mate.

He sighed tiredly as he reached to grip her thigh, before nuzzling his head into her leg.

"Don't cry Valencia, please."

"Yeah right, like you care asshole."

Malakai grunted into her toned thigh, pushing himself farther into her lap, wrapping his arms around her small waist.

"Just gotta figure... figure stuff out," he slurred.

"How is that fair to me when you don't even want to give me time of day?"

Malakai's breath had evened out and Valencia tried to push his hold off of her. The man released a whimper from his chest and held her tighter.

He rolled onto his chest, his face resting at the apex of her thighs. Valencia flushed as he held on tight, she poked her lip stubbornly.

Her dark eyes avoided the man in her lap, but her hand wandered to come and twist his curls. His white hair was soft, surprising considered he didn't take care of it.

She'd have to get him proper hair care products.

Valencia's hand flew to her forehead, smacking it. "He doesn't even like you."

Val began lifting up her mates heavy body, leaning his chest against hers. She groaned at his weight, standing shakily.

She gripped his shirt tightly, using it as enough leverage to drag him to her bedroom. The nymph grunted as she dropped him down on the covers, snatching her own blanket and pill before scurrying off to her couch.

That night she laid wide awake, wondering her next move in her nonexistent relationship.