Damon's P.O.V
You just have to keep being the man I know you want to be - Theo retorts fondly, practically purring at the sight of Will in his shorts. You do that, and you'll be paying your non-existent debt to me ten times over.
With that, Theo fades leaving me smiling and content to know that I had the best wolf anyone could ask for. I couldn't wait for Will to meet him, if she gave him the chance, gave us the chance I knew she would love Theo almost as much as I did.
It was impossible to not love someone so whole-heartedly caring and perfect.
Will's smile was shy and hesitant as she strolled over to me, crawling onto the bed slowly until she was straddling my hips. Resting her palms onto my chest, she looks down at me with a teasing smile and tousled bed hair that only added to her beauty. I let my hands drift up to her hips, holding her in place on top of me while my thumbs rubbed gently at the skin there.
The smell of minty toothpaste swirls in the air beneath the luring scent of Wild Honeysuckle that invades my space, making my chest swells with contentment, my wolfish needs calmed by the scent of my mate in my 'den' once more. She was rid of my own scent, not being able to hold her for weeks, so I was holding her as much as I could, determined to drown her in me. Claiming her in the only way I really could for now.
Will leans down slowly, eyes sparkling with intent as her lips brush mine in a teasing gesture that makes me shiver beneath her. When I push up to meet her lips, she pulls back only slightly, continuing her teasing for an excruciating minute before she let her lips travel across the length of my cheek. She presses a quick kiss there before moving swiftly to my ear.
"I don't do morning breath." She whispers before sliding off of me and onto the other side of the bed.
I send her a glare, equal parts frustrated and amused by her actions. She returns my gaze head-on with a raised brow as if daring me to challenge her on this. I give in and pull off the bed to brush my own teeth.
Wolves didn't care much for things like morning breath, I mean some did and I was always one of them so this didn't faze me much but it may other wolves. Thankfully I wasn't one of the freaks who questioned such a simple act of hygiene.
I make quick work of scrubbing my tongue and brushing my teeth, washing my face enough to wake me up. I dry it with the ends of my towels just as Blaze comes hopping over to me, I smile down at him as I squat down to softly rub at his cheeks. Blaze melts into my touch before sweeping under my fingers and arm to make a dash for my lap, I let him curl into the empty space there laughing gently.
He'd been extra playful ever since I took control back from Theo. I knew he didn't like it when we switched, but still didn't quite understand how he could tell the difference between me and Theo. Either way, he was loyal and that just made me love the fatass even more.
"I missed you too buddy," I whisper as he nibbles at the ends of my shirt.
I almost wanted him to destroy the thing, I suddenly hated the piece of fabric after having to wear it for the entire night. I usually slept shirtless, but I didn't want to scare Will off by taking her to bed half-naked, not when we still had things to work out.
So it was the stupid shirts fault for separating us, therefore, I supported Blaze entirely in his endeavor to destroy the piece of clothing.
I play with Blaze for a moment longer before setting his back down, distracting his with a hand towel to chew on while I snuck past him, returning to my mate, need soaring at the sight of her in my bed. I manage to swallow my excitement enough to keep my canines down and eyes from glowing as I climbed on top of her.
Will looks up at me, clear wide eyes searching mine desperately while I studied her with the eager want to memorize every inch of her perfectly, crafted face. She slung her arms around my neck to pull me closer, drowning my mind with arousal as her leg brushed mine tauntingly.
My mind was racing with all the things I could do to her, all the ways I could make her writhe with pleasure and cry out my name. Actions of care and passion that were reserved specifically for her and only her. All of which ended with my teeth in her neck and us sharing a link that would last us forever.
But I knew I couldn't do any of that without telling Will about me, all of me.
Theo and I had agreed before I sent Will my version of an olive branch, that if we got her back we wouldn't wait to tell her the truth, the whole truth. She needed to know about what I was, what type of life awaited her if she chose to be with me and the things people would tell her about me anywhere we went.
I needed to be completely transparent with her, no matter how much it scared me, no matter how much it would scare her to learn the truth about me. Because it'd come out one day and I knew better than anyone that it would just hurt more when such news eventually found its way to the surface.
If I was going to lose her, I'd rather lose her being honest rather than being a liar.
So I flopped down beside Will, not indulging in my instincts' demands and instead choosing to follow logic as I tried to figure out the best way to broach this topic.