Dylan: Well Katie let me cook for you sometime. I’ll show you how deceiving looks can be. :)
I felt my cheeks start to blush. He wanted to cook for me? No one has ever even offered to solely cook for me. I either do my own cooking or I eat with the pack as a whole. Maybe I was wrong about the type of person he was.
Katie: I'll take you up on that sometime.
Dylan: Can you fight?
What the fuck did he just ask? I sat there just holding my phone in my hand as I stared at the text he just sent. Why did he care if I could fight or not? Did he think I would be an easy target?
Katie: What kind of question is that!?
Dylan: I'm sorry I was just curious. If not, I could train you.
Katie: Yes, I can fight. My father and Alexander made sure of that.
Dylan: I hope I didn't upset you. I really meant nothing by it.
Katie: Why are you going to marry me?
Dylan: You'll see Katie. You'll see soon enough.
What did he mean that I’ll see soon enough? I picked up my pillow screaming into it. I was such an embarrassment to myself. He was marrying me due to a merger, nothing else. The blood contract required it.
Dylan: What movie do you love to watch?
Katie: I don't have a favorite movie but a series I love to watch.
Dylan: Well, are you going to tell me?
Katie: Maybe :)
Dylan: Oh, I see how it is lol.
Katie: It's called Grimm. I'm madly in love with the Brothers Grimm. Plus, the main character Nick is sooooo hot.
Dylan: I've never heard of it, but he can't be that hot…
Katie: You have no idea.
We ended up texting for a few more hours getting to know each other. I felt slightly better about this marriage after everything we had discussed. Maybe we could at least be friends while married. Wait. What if we get married and he isn’t my mate? My heart sank as an aching pain engulfed my chest.
Dylan’s POV
Dylan: Oh, I see how it is lol.
Katie: It's called Grimm. I'm madly in love with the Brothers Grimm. Plus, the main character Nick is sooooo hot.
Dylan: I've never heard of it, but he can't be that hot.
The thought of her finding another man attractive pissed me off. I’ve never been the jealous type until Katie, and she wasn’t even truly mine. No, she is mine. A snarl escaped effortlessly. She is mine and no one would change that, not even her tv crush.
Katie: You have no idea.
Dammit, stop talking about him, I groaned. I guess I’ll have to punish her for thinking about another man. Poor Katie had no idea what she was in for when it came to me. I was known back at my pack for being a monster in bed. I’ll make her forget any other man she has been with.
Katie: Dylan are you up?
Dylan: Wide awake.
Katie: What if when I turn eighteen you aren't my mate?
I growled and threw my phone across the room. Why was she questioning this? There is no way she felt a bond with anyone yet, she wasn’t even fucking eighteen. Damnit. She really knew how to strike a fucking nerve here. The thought of her with another man was enough to build a rage as strong as the fires of hell in me. I stormed out of my room and down the fucking endless number of stairs in this god damn mansion. I wanted, no I needed, to fucking hit something. I remember seeing training dummies outside while I grabbed my stuff earlier so that’s where I’ll go.