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The door was flung open, and Brian glared at me. I didn’t have time for this bullshit. I knew about the prejudice between predator and prey, but I didn’t care.
Brian held his hand up as I opened my mouth to speak.
“I’ll let you in my home, but you’ll respect it,” Brian said firmly.
I nodded. “I will. Can I please see Owen?”
Brian stepped to the side, and there Owen was. I rushed inside and pulled him into my arms, smashing my mouth on his.
Owen let loose a startled gasp but quickly returned the kiss. This was what I wanted from the morning. Nothing else mattered, just him and me. I leaned back and broke the kiss. We were both breathing hard. I stared into his beautiful eyes.
“Owen. I know I said I was straight, and the truth is, I always thought I was. But then I met you. That night I snapped like I did because I was embarrassed and didn’t know how to tell you the man I’d found attractive was you.” I released a large breath. “I know I have a lot to learn and will most likely mess up, but will you please give me a chance?”
Owen swallowed. “What about Amy?”
“Amy’s gone,” I said firmly. “It was a fucked-up situation, and I’ll tell you all about it, but she’s gone. I don’t care for her. I don’t even like her.”
Owen stared at me for a moment before leaning up and kissing me. I closed my arms around him once again and groaned. Kissing Owen was unlike anything else I’d experienced. He was like a drug, and I needed to have him.
The sound of a throat clearing caused us both to pull back and look at Brian.
“I’m glad you got that worked out, but do you mind not having sex in my family room?” Brian said.
My eyes widened, and I looked down at Owen. I chuckled at the red that crept over his ears.
“I did say I’d respect your home,” I said, looking back at Brian.
“Why don’t you both have a seat? I’ll pour you some coffee. Lord knows it’s a day for it.” Brian turned toward the cabinets, and Owen guided me to the small table.
I wanted to keep kissing Owen, and I wanted to share everything with him.
Brian placed two steaming mugs in front of us. “I got your favorite cream, Owen.”
“Thanks, B.,” Owen said, then looked at me. “Hayden, are you sure about this? About us? I don’t want you to regret anything, and I don’t want to ruin our friendship. I don’t want you to hate me.”
“I could never hate you, Owen. When I first met you, I was stunned.” I glanced up at Brian and then back at Owen. “I have something I need to tell you.”
Owen stiffened in his seat, and Brian raised a brow. I prayed Owen could handle things and I hoped Brian would help me. I exhaled a large breath.
“The truth is, I knew from the moment I saw you. You were perfect for me. Fate made you made for me. Do you remember how we talked about soulmates?” I asked.
Owen’s expression was full of confusion, but he still nodded.
“You’re my soulmate.”
“Hayden. I want to be—”
“You’re my soulmate. And I know this because I’m not human.”
Owen jerked back and jumped to his feet. His expression contorted with rage. “Is this some fucking joke for you? What the fuck, Hayden? Is this a game you play with people’s hearts? Are you going to have a big laugh at the fag’s expense with Amy?”
I growled at the word. “Don’t call yourself that. I’d never hurt you. You’re the first human I’ve ever told. This isn’t some game. I’m not human, and I can prove it.”
“Oh, you could prove it. Prove it, then. Let me see that you’re an alien,” Owen mocked.
I rose to my feet and whipped off my clothes.
“What the fuck are you do—”
“Watch,” I interrupted. “I’m not an alien. I’m a shifter.”
Closing my eyes, I pictured my lion. The change didn’t take long, like it had in my youth. It was instantaneous. I shook my mane and tamped down the urge to roar.
“Oh, fu—”
I opened my eyes, and Brian was holding an unconscious Owen in his arms. I growled. He shouldn’t be holding him.
“Way to go, jackass. You made your mate faint,” Brian sniped.
That was not the way I’d picture this going.
Shit.