Babel Novel
Forty - Eight: New Mates
Forty - Eight: New Mates
Forty-Eight: New Mates
Chris
When Dustin’s cousin Nymyra walked in, I was speechless. She is fucking sexy as hell. She is tall at
5’8” with long deep purple hair. Her eyes are fucking sexy as hell that deep blue damn near purple
color. She has the perfect hourglass figure and I just want to run my hands up and down her body. Her
fucking scent was delicious. She has this intoxicating caramel and vanilla scent. It made my mouth All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
water. I could see some tattoos peeking out from underneath her shirt. I go back to my room and take
off my shirt. I look at myself and wonder if she would be interested in me. Probably not. She looked at
me but I knew she figured out who I was once my sisters came into the room. That was almost a
fucking disaster. I am glad Dustin made Kaleb and Reecie get them back to their rooms as fast as he
did. I look at myself in the mirror. I am 6’5” with pale strawberry blonde hair. I keep my hair long just
because I don’t like how I look with short hair. I have the same eyes as my mother, sapphire blue that
fades to a hazel towards the centre. I have the same body build as all the other guys around here. My
skin is a nice golden colour, like I have a tan all year around. I go and lay down on my bed and close
my eyes. I know she is my mate, but I doubt she feels the same way. I know that she is a hybrid. I know
her mother and the coven she lives in. Why am I not surprised that my mate is part wolf and vampire? I
would blame my mother, but I know it’s that damn split soul thing that Dimitri and Dominick did to
protect us. Well, at least we can be friends and allies. I might not have a chance, but at least I can be
around her. I hear a knock on my door. I wonder who it could be.
Nymyra
When I walked into Dustin’s office, I was hit with the scent of ocean and forest. I looked around, and
that’s when I saw him. DAMN he is fucking sexy, and I want to straddle him right then and there. I can
tell he is tall, around 6'4'' - 6’5'', with long pale strawberry blonde hair. His eyes are a gorgeous
sapphire blue with hazel in the middle. His body is absolutely fucking delicious. Those fucking broad
shoulders taper down to his waist and perfectly tanned skin. I really just want to strip him down and run
my hands, lips, and tongue all over that sexy fucking body. They walk in just as I am thinking more dirty
thoughts about my newly found mate. FUCKING HELL, IT'S KYLANI AND MYKENZIE. What in the hell
are they doing here? I drop my head and bow to them as I should. They are the masters. That’s when it
hits me he is their brother. I had never met him before, but I knew he existed. I hear Dustin tell Kaleb
and Reecie (ha! ha! I know Reece. Really what a nickname, then it hits me, oh yeah, Uncle Reece) to
get the girls back to their rooms. AH HA, my suspicion is confirmed. My coven is on very good terms
with the goddesses, and they stopped by nine or ten months ago for a visit. I thought I caught Kaleb’s
scent on Kylani, but I wasn’t sure. Kaleb grabs her and pulls her out of the room. Slowly the guys
disperse, and it’s just Dustin and me. I look at Chris as he leaves, and he gives me a sexy smile. I can
feel my panties getting wet. Dustin continues telling everything that happened the last basically year,
and I am pissed that someone has targeted my pack. Oh, they are in deep shit now, though, that they
have pissed off Kylani and Mykenzie. Those two will rain hell down on those fuckers. I tell Dustin I am
helping figure this shit out, and he nodded his head. There is a soft knock on his door, and this
gorgeous woman walks in. I can smell the fae in her. I realize this is Dustin’s mate. I tell him that she is
beautiful and to go to her. I leave his office and start to head back to my room. I catch Chris’s scent and
decide to head to his room. I knock on the door, and he tells me to come in. I walk in and shut the door.
OH MY GOD, he is lying there on his bed shirtless, and fuck me, he has a fucking eight pack that I
want to run my hands over. I lock the door and walk over to him.