CHAPTER NINE—Do I want this?

Freya Rose I was having a blast at my Fionn welcome party. The drinks were still flowing, music was booming, and the party games were in full swing. Mason and Evan were playing beer pong again and the testosterone was thick in the air. God those boys are competitive, I thought while watching Mason hurl the little ping-pong ball through the air.

“Boom!” He yelled out and fist pumped the air when the ball landed in one of Evan's cups with a splash.

I giggled when he shot me a wink and Evan groaned at having to chug yet another beer.

“Don't get too excited dude. My turn!” Evan shouted across the table.

Evan turned his back to the table and threw the ball over his shoulder. No way he's gonna get that in, I thought. The crowd went wild when the ball circled the rim of the cup then splashed into the beer.

“No way!” I shouted in amazement.

“I got skills sweet cheeks!” Evan shouted out, then winked at me.

“I think it's about time you had a go, Fi,” Mason said while handing me the little ball.

He had a cheeky grin on his face like he expected me to be crap. Little did he know that Tyler and I used to play this game all the time back at home and let me tell you, werewolves can hold their liquor. I spotted another ball on the table and strolled over to get it. Mason an Evan looked at me in confusion. I was going to show these boys a thing or two. I grabbed two of the beer cups from each side and downed them, one after the other. The guys in the crowd were going wild. They were chanting, “Fionn, Fionn, Fionn!”

Once I'd chugged the beers it left Mason and Evan with one cup each in front of them on the table. I stepped backwards until I was about ten feet away from the table, then held a ball in each hand. I peeked at Mason and winked, then did the same to Evan, they both laughed and watched with unwavering interest. I launched both of the balls into the air watching and hoping, that I didn't just make a complete dick of myself in front of all these hunters. I knew I used to be able to do this trick back home, but I had never been this drunk while doing it.

Splash!

One of the balls sank into Mason's cup and the crowd screamed out with excitement then began to ‘oooo’ when the other ball bounced off of Evan's cup a few times.

Splash!

Finally, it sank into Evan's cup, and I instantly shot both of my arms up into the air and screamed, “Yes bitches! Chug, chug, chug!”

The crowd joined in with my chanting and I watched as Evan and Mason picked up their cups. They laughed and shook their heads in disbelief then both chugged their beers.

“I think we've just been hustled, cuz,” Mason announced.

“What do you think we should do with her, Mase?”

My eyes grew wide when they exchanged thoughtful looks, then both nodded to each other. I panicked when they began to run at me with their eyes illuminated. Mason extended his arms and started wiggling his fingers threatening to tickle me, so I quickly backed away from them.

“No Mason. Don't you dare!”

He let out an evil chuckle quickly followed by Evan's own chuckle. That was my cue. I turned around and took off running. I screamed as I ran right into the cabin, pushing stunned hunters out of the way as I went past. I could hear Mason and Evan quickly approaching when I reached the staircase.

“She's fucking fast, ain't she, Mase?”

I couldn’t stop giggling as I reached the top of the stairs and sprinted towards my bedroom. Suddenly with a booming thud, Evan landed right in front of me fully ascended. I screamed with surprise and skidded to a halt. I had to place my hands onto Evan's chest to stop myself crashing into him, like I did that morning.

“Hey, no fair, Evan. That's cheating!” I yelled while punching him in the arm.

“Ow, Mase, you didn't tell me that she liked it rough.”

He peeked over my shoulder, and I quickly turned around, only to be faced with a fully ascended Mason. He had an evil, yet sexy smirk and a glint in his eye that I'd never seen before. I furrowed my brow wondering what in the hell was going on, but before I had a chance to think straight, Mason bent down and threw me over his shoulder.

“We're gonna show you just how much you mean to us, Freya,” Mason and Evan said in unison.

My eyes roamed around the floor while I hung in the air trying to comprehend what I'd just heard.

Am I dreaming or passed out drunk? Did they just really insinuate that they are both going to have me tonight? I mean I like Evan a lot and I'm really attracted to the guy, but Mason can't be up for this, surely? It's his cousin, for God's sake. What is going on? Do I want this? Will it change mine and Evan's friendship? Oh God, will it break mine and Mason's relationship up? What the hell were they thinking?

Once in the bedroom, I yelled, “Put me down right now, Mason. I'm not fucking kidding!”

Mason obeyed and lowered me onto the bed. He silently sat down on the floor in front of me and Evan followed suit. They both looked up at me with lust in their eyes, and I was overwhelmed by pure love. I could feel the adoration for me pouring off of them. It felt very strange. I'd never felt that much love in my life. It was warming every part of my body, leaving little fires burning in its wake. Obviously seeing the complete shock and confusion on my face, they each took one of my hands in theirs to try and ease my nerves. Mason was the first to break the silence.

“Freya this is where we should probably explain one of the customs of our people,” he paused to gauge my reaction. I raised my eyebrows and nodded, letting him know I was ready to listen. “Well, it's your choice, obviously. We will respect whatever you decide. See, even though we hunters mate for life, the reigning Fionn always takes other lovers,” he explained calmly.

Quite frankly, he said it like it was all perfectly normal. I, on the other hand, was completely freaking the fuck out.

I finally stuttered a reply, “Oth…Other lovers?” I was barely able to spit the words out.

A warm and comforting smile grew across his face as he nodded, Evan then chimed in, “It's always been the way of our people. They say it's a way of keeping our faction connected to the Fionn. Of course, you don't have to, but the option is there.”

I pulled myself off of the bed and sat between them both.

“So, am I expected to sleep with all kinds of people within the faction?” I asked in disbelief.

I was extremely happy and excited to be Fionn a little while ago, but now, all I wanted to do was hot foot it out of the front door and run as far away as possible from this demented sex cult.

Mason giggled and replied, “No, babe, of course not. It's just since you are now our Fionn, the other hunters have a stronger connection to you. The Fionn lets out a sort of pheromone that makes the rest of their faction warm to them and love them even more. The Archangels used to have it too. It was helpful at getting humans to accept their presence and their messages or orders without question.”

I exhaled heavily while I took in his explanation.

“So that's why all the hunter's downstairs, including resting bitch face Carmen, have accepted me as their Fionn, no questions asked?”

I looked into Mason's beautiful, illuminated eyes then over to Evan's. They both nodded in unison.

“Can I have a minute to process this?” I looked over towards the bathroom.

They glanced at one another then nodded at each other. They descended and let go of my hands. I stepped through them and made my way towards the bathroom.

“Do you need anything, Angel Cakes?”

“A stiff drink!” I replied without any hesitation.

They chuckled at my choice of words. I blushed and shook my head at their childishness, but I did wish I'd chosen a better word.

“I'm on it,” Evan said as he got up and made his way to the door.

I turned around once in the bathroom and smiled at him, then looked over at Mason. He smiled softly then said in a comforting tone, “Take as much time as you need, Fi. No pressure. We will support any choice that you make.”

I gradually closed the door and walked over to the mirror to take a good hard look at myself.

What in the hell are you thinking Freya? I asked my reflection. You can't seriously be contemplating doing this!? I watched my reflection blush in the mirror and my eyes began to illuminate at the thought of being with Mason and Evan at the same time. A cool breeze gently swept through my hair and pulled me away from my thoughts, I turned to look at the open window, hmmm I wonder? I said to myself as an idea popped into my head. I walked over to the window and placed my hands on the ledge, then leaned over it to inspect what the drop was like. It was pretty high, but I figured if I ascended, I'd be able to land it easy. I mean if Mason managed it that time that my dad nearly caught us, then I guess I can too. Although? I pondered as I began to have second thoughts, he wasn't drunk. Oh, fuck it! I had already decided. I'm going to make a break for it.

“Freya?”

***

Mason Hart Freya had taken quite a while in the bathroom, and I wondered if our proposition was a little too much for her to handle so early on. I should have listened to Evan when he suggested that we talk to her about it first before we made our move. I mean of course I would prefer to have my Fianna all to myself, but as soon as I knew that she was Damien's daughter, I knew that one day I might have to share her with other hunters. It had been that way for thousands of years. It was bred into us that it was normal. As Freya was brought up human, she didn't understand all of our ways, or our traditions. I really should sit her down and have a proper talk with her, I thought as I walked over to the bathroom door. I debated for a few seconds on whether to knock, or whether to just walk in. I decided on the latter and opened the door. I couldn't see Freya, so I pushed the door open a little wider and there she was. She was standing on one leg, the other leg half hanging out of the window and both arms holding onto the window frame. I giggled inside at how ridiculous she looked trying to escape out of her own bathroom window. I won't lie, I was also a little disappointed that she felt the need to run away from us. From me.

“Freya?” I quietly called out to her, not wanting to spook her and make her fall out of the window. She was a little drunk and I knew how clumsy she could be. She startled a little then turned to look at me with a deer in the headlights look. I could tell she didn't know what to say so I started, “Freya, you don't have to run away from us. If you're uncomfortable with the situation, Evan and I can leave,” I said softly as I held my hands up in front of me to indicate I wasn't going to do anything.

She still looked shocked as she pulled her leg back in through the window. She screamed when she caught her heel on the window seal and stumbled backwards. I rushed towards her, slid along the floor, then caught her just before she hit the ground. I wrapped both of my arms around her, and she began to laugh hysterically. I couldn't help it and I burst into laughter with her.

“Thank you for catching me Mason,” she said in between giggles.

A tear of laughter rolled down her cheek, and in the moment, I quickly licked it.

“Eww, what the hell, you tramp!” she squealed while wiping my slobber off of her cheek.

“What!? I thought dogs liked licking each other?” I knew instantly I was going to pay for that remark.

“Ooooh, no. You didn't just call me a damn dog! That's it! You're dead meat, Mason Hart!” she yelled with a scowl on her face.

She was really struggling to keep the scowl going, and I could see the sides of her mouth curling up into a smile. I began to chuckle, then quickly ceased when I saw her eyes illuminate.

“Oh, crap!” I said when I realized that she really was going to beat my ass for calling her a dog.

I threw her onto the floor then jumped to my feet and hot-footed it out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom.

“Mason, you son of a bitch! Once I manage to get up off of this floor, I'm going to fucking kill you. You Know that right!?”

I had a plan, I just wondered if I had enough time to follow it through. I hurried over to the bedroom door and pulled it open.

***

Freya Rose My stiletto heels kept slipping on the tiled bathroom floor, every damn time I tried to get up. I couldn't believe Mason just threw me onto the floor like that, once I get a hold of him, he's dead, I thought to myself while kicking off the blasted heels. Now with bare feet, I managed to get up in seconds and ran towards the bedroom. I froze in the darkness of the room. Before I had a chance to illuminate my eyes again, I was distracted by Evan.

“Hey sweet cheeks, looking for me?” He asked me, all full of himself.

I had to admit his giant ego act was very cute, but I didn't have time for his banter, so I snapped back, “Did you just open that door?”

He was holding a bottle of liquor under one arm. With his fingers, he held 3 glasses. He'd then hoisted a six-pack up to sit under his other arm. He couldn’t have opened the door.

He placed the booze on the bed then turned to me and answered, “Na, it was already open when I got here, why? Wait, where's Mason?” He asked while scanning the room looking for him.

“Crap!” I said out loud and started to sprint towards the bedroom door.

As I ran past the wardrobe Mason burst out of it and tackled me to the ground. I screamed when he wrapped his strong arms around my waist.

“Got ya, Fianna!”

I giggled when his fingers commenced tickling my sides.

“No…no….no…Please, Mason, stop!” I begged and doubled over laughing.

I couldn't take it anymore. I was so close to wetting myself. So, I did the only thing I thought might stop him. I swiftly ascended and as my wings extended out, they pushed his arms away from me and sent him flying backwards. I turned around and watched as his ass hit the floor and he slid backwards along the ground. Once he stopped sliding, I burst out laughing and Evan joined in. Mason was clearly not impressed with us mocking him, because threw his hands behind him while swinging his legs up into the air, then flipped forwards, landing on his feet. I stood there with my mouth wide open as he screeched into the air, while ripping his shirt off with his bare hands. Buttons flew everywhere. I think one even hit me, but I was too busy watching Mason in pure awe to care. His magnificent wings burst out of his back and fanned out showing off all their glory. With light green eyes now fully illuminated and burning into mine, he winked at me, then looked up at the ceiling. He let out another ear-piercing screech and burst into flames.

“Show off!” I heard Evan moan with jealousy under his breath.

I gently brushed my fingers over his arm and smiled at him, letting him know that I thought he was special too. I glanced back at Mason, who's chest was now heaving with weighted breaths. His lust and testosterone were just oozing out of every pore and my body couldn't fight it any longer. The burning and electrical buzz was flying all around my body and I began tingling all over. I finally let my body do what it was begging to do, I screeched into the air as my own wings fanned out. With my eyes already fully illuminated I screeched even higher when I burst into my own brilliant flames. I lowered my head and stared into Mason's beautiful eyes. The magnetic pull began instantly, and we sauntered towards each other. Each step was in perfect time with one another. Standing just a few inches apart, my breathing began to match his already heavy breaths. It was like he was my mirror and when I gradually brought my right hand up to his face, his followed suit to touch mine.

As soon as our fingers reached each other's skin an enormous surge of electricity jolted through our bodies and we both let out a pleasurable moan. That was it, I couldn't hold back anymore. Positioning my hands on his shoulders I pushed down and jumped up into the air, wrapping my legs around his waist. He reacted instantly almost knowing what I was going to do before I did and placed his hands on both of my ass cheeks. I smashed my lips onto his. How I didn't break my teeth I didn't know. The kiss was rough and passionate. It was like I couldn't get enough of him. My tongue didn't bother to ask for entry and it didn't need to. His mouth was already waiting to receive it. He lifted his hand off of my butt and slid it under my dress. I let out a moan when his fingers squeezed my bare ass, sending sparks of electricity pulsing through it. I jumped a little when I felt a hand sweep my hair away from the back of my neck. I knew right away that it was Evan, because Mason's hands were still firmly planted on my butt. Earlier I couldn't decide if I wanted this or not. But as soon as Evan's lips began to kiss the back of my neck, I relaxed and instantly knew that this was exactly what I wanted.