Chapter 234

Davyna's POV

I sigh impatiently waiting for Caleb and Vincent to arrive. I texted Marcella saying that l was upstairs at the club. I'm in one of the rehearsal rooms, pacing back and forth, trying to decide how I'm going to approach this. I'm still pissed as hell, but at the same time I still need. I've been lead on enough. I'm admitting it now, there's feelings there for both Caleb and Vincent. I can't deny that anymore, but whenever I've let go and let my guard down, they've both just left me reeling with no real explanation.

Then there's his whole mate thing, It can't be possible. All signs point to it, but Vincent even said himself that him and Caleb hasn't found theirs yet. So I don't know what to think, and it's honestly driving me insane. I feel a connection with both of them, even though that is completely unorthodox to me.

I hear the door to the room open, and Marcella walks in.

"They're here. l'l head down with Sage and show her the ropes and get her acquainted while you guys, uh talk." She says awkwardly, making me think she knows something. I won't press it though, since the boys are the ones I need the answers from. I look at her apologetically.

"Thanks, Marcella. I'm sorry if I was harsh earlier."

"Don't worry about it, I get it." She turns around and leaves and a few minutes later, Caleb walks in and Vincent isn't far behind. I'm still taken aback by how handsome they both are..

It's hard to not approach them, but I have to stand my ground. Vincent closes the door, and then comes to stand beside Caleb. They're about 5feet away from me. Smart. They know I'm mad and are keeping their distance. Maybe i can actually keep a level head through all this I continue to pace slightly, and Caleb speaks first.

"Why have you called us here Davyna."

I hold my hand up to cut him off from saying anything more and say,

"You don't get to do that. Considering the treatment I've received

between the two of you these past few days, you don't get to come in here and demand answers from me. If anything, I should be the one demanding them." I stop pacing and look between them. Sighing

heavily, I start.

"What the hell am I to you? Is this some sort of sick game you both are playing? I understand some things, but you both have left me unsure and frankly quite upset" I say as I hold up my still bandaged hand as proof

"We don't mean to Davyna." Vincent answers plainly.

"You don't know everything so it's hard frankly quite upset" I say as I hold up my still bandaged hand as proof.

"We don't mean to Davyna." Vincent answers plainly.

"You don't know everything so it's hard for you to understand why things have happened the way they have the past couple days"

"So why haven't you told me anything so that I can understand? You've both been super cryptic about the fact that you both are interested in me, as if that doesn't change a thing."

"It doesn't. We both care for you, immensely. It's not a game to us.!"

Vincent rubs his temples as he replies to me. I sense his own frustration building.

"How is that okay?! You're best friends. You're saying there's no jealousy or resentment of the fact that I've now kissed both of you in a 2day span?"

"No." Caleb answers simply.

I feel myself losing it. How are they so calm and collected?

This is going nowhere. I try to settle myself down by taking even

breaths, but its no use. Between this and mom, l can't hold it together. Tears well up in my eyes as I look at them again.

"I don't understand. I there something wrong with me?" My voice quavers, my anger dissipating and sorrow overtaking me they both step forward, but hesitate to approach me.

"There's nothing wrong with you Davyna. Nothing at all." Vincent states, his tone encouraging.

I shake my head violently.

"There HAS to be! How can l be falling for you both?" I hold my head in my hands, and my body shakes with small sobs. The pain from the other night makes another appearance, and awkwardly try to sit without falling. I manage to plop myself down on the floor, feeling the coldness under me. It's then that they both approach me and kneel right in front of me.

I hit my fists on the floor. but each of them grab one of my hands to stop me. Caleb on my right, Vincent on my left.

"Davyna, stop. You're going to reopen the wounds on your hand."

Vincent says softly. I push through the pain in my throbbing hand and head.

"Then tell me what the hell is going on! This is killing me. Life keeps throwing shit at me and I can't handle it anymore. Please." I hate how desperate I'll sound, but at this point I'm a full on mess of emotions. So much for keeping it together.

Caleb lifts my chin to raise my head to look at him. I glance between the two of them, tears streaming down my face. "As soon as this is known, everything changes. Are you ready to accept that?" Vincent asks. I think for a second.

"Yes. I can't keep going on like this.!

Vincent sighs and looks at Caleb. A few seconds pass and they both look me right in the eyes and don't waiver at all. Vincent then places his hand on the left side of my face, Caleb puts his hand on the right side. Warmth fills my body and I feel myself calming down slightly.

"Davyna, you're our mate. Both mine and Caleb's." Vincent finally says, and as the realization sinks in, I gasp and reply,

"What?"

Caleb's POV

Seeing Davyna so vulnerable is heartbreaking. Kaius was howling sadly in the back of my mind at the fact our mate was crying so hard. She's looking at both Vincent and I, and I can see her trying to fit the pieces together after the truth has just come out.

"I'm your mate? Both of you?" I nod and answer her.

"Yes."

"How do you know for sure?" She questions. I see Vincent stroke her

face lightly with his thumb.

"Let's get you settled in bed and you can ask us all you want." Caleb tells me as he picks me up.

"I can walk you know." I state as he carries me back to my room. "I know, but now I can do this without it being

awkward. I'm taking full advantage." He grins at me as I roll my eyes and I hear Vincent chuckle as he follows behind us.

Once we all are in my room, Caleb sets me down on the bed.

"Pis?" He asks me. I point to the top drawer on the left of my dresser.

"There." He goes over and grabs the first matching set he sees, which is my purple cotton set with shorts and a tank top.

"Get changed and then call us back in." Caleb says and him and Vincent leave to give me privacy, which l am extremely thankful for considering I just broke down in front of them, I quickly strip down, get changed and then pull down my bedsheets and

climb in.

"Done, you can both come back in now." The door creaks

slightly as it opens and both boys come and sit on my bed, Vincent

handing me a water bottle.

"Thank you." I say as I open it and take a few plentiful chugs and close it again

"Tell me more about the mate bond. There's obviously more to it that we didn't get to talk about today, Vincent."

He clears his throat.

"There's not much else to it aside that we have to accept the bonds from one another. The feelings we get now, are mostly

to draw mates to one another. Once the bonds are accepted, those

feelings dissipate, and won't drive us crazy as much."

"How do we accept them?" l ask as I take another drink of water. "It's a slight process, of which we don't know how you're going to react to." I sigh.

"'m already in shock from learning this, might as well keep it

coming. Tell me everything" Caleb decides to take over.

"Accepting the bonds is something that has been taken mostly from my species, so I'll explain. It's called a marking. To accept the bonds from Vincent and myself, we would each bite you, here." He reaches towards me and runs his finger down the side of my

neck, resting just pass my collarbone.

"Leaving a mark, hence the name marking"

"will it hurt?"

"Only for a little bit. Marking bites differ from say if we were to just bite you randomly. It's a show of trust, affection and acceptance between mates, so it's taken a bit more seriously. To mark someone who isn't your mate is pretty taboo in werewolf culture." Vincent clears his throat.

"Vampires have adopted this way of marking, however, our bites aren't painful unless we want them to be. We're a species that used to rely on biting and feeding to survive, so it's more of

a natural process for us. So don't worry, we will take very good care of you, if you decide to go ahead with it.

"l have a choice not to?" Caleb nods.

"You can choose to reject us as your mates, but most don't. Since it takes some of us to find them, it rarely ends in rejection. It's incredibly painful for all involved,because it tears the entire bond apart." Vincent adds,

"Also the longer a bond isn't accepted or rejected can end

up being painful as well!". No. I put my hand over my mouth.

"It hurts you guys? Has it been hurting up until now?"

"Not entirely no. There's been some discomfort, but nothing we can't handle" reach out and drab their hands and get their attention as I speak some very serious words. Words I never dreamed would ever be coming out of my mouth.

"I won't reject you both, I promise" I pause and then continue.

"I'm sorry if I've been a bit hard to deal with, I'm not necessarily good at coping with things"

"Your mom?" Caleb asks and I look at them wide eyed.

"You know?"

"Only that she died." Phew. Ill tell them eventually what happened, but I'm just not ready to right now. I think of who could have possibly told them.

"Sage told you. Right?" They nod.

"She's been trying to help us get to know you more. She was only thin king of the best for you. She actually chewed us out, threatened us if we ever hurt you." Caleb chuckles. I laugh. "That's Sage for you. So she knows?" They nod again.

"I don't want to get distracted and off topic but does your hand hurt, love?" Vincent asks me. Now that he brings attention to it I do feel it throbbing.

"A little bit. It's okay though." Vincent shakes his head.

"Let me take a look at it." He grabs my bandaged hand lightly, taking off the bandages with such precision l don't feel much discomfort.

Once he removes the bandages fully, he clicks his tongue.

"You did reopen your wounds." I look down and a few of the larger gashes on my hand are seeping with blood, the bandages are also bloody.

"The first aid is in my bathroom."

"We won't need it." I tilt my head in confusion at Vincent's statement.

"No? Why?" I ask.

"Do you trust me?" He asks and looks me straight in the eyes. I nod and he brings his hand up to his mouth and punctures the pad of his thumb with one of his fangs. I gasp, having never seen them before.

"It's okay."

Caleb reassures me and rubs my back.

I watch in awe as Vincent takes his thumb, now bleeding slightly, and passes it along each of the gashes that reopened on my hand, his blood smearing over top of them. I feel more intense tingling coming from wherever he touched,

"What's going on?" I feel like such a broken record at this point with my questions, but I know nothing of this.

"His blood is healing your wounds." Caleb tells me as he grabs the end of his shirt and wets it with some water from my water bottle. He wipes Vincent's blood off my hand and I gasp again as I look at my hand.

"They're gone!" My hand looks completely normal, as though I didn't

just put it through a wall a couple days ago

"Another mate bonus, we can help heal you if you're injured. Same goes for your blood with us." Vincent states.

Still taken aback by my hand miraculously healing, l ask

"Okay, so how is this even possible? I'm not even supernatural."

"There might be some explanation for that too, but that's for another day. You need to rest." Vincent tells me.

"But I still have so much I want to know!" Caleb reaches up and

grabs my chin lightly, bringing my attention to him.

"We're not going anywhere, you can ask us anything anytime, just as we've told you before. But now, you need to sleep.

"I'm not tired." I lie as I try to stifle a yawn.

"Liar." Vincent says and laughs at me. I see them start to get up and suddenly I feel anxious.

"Can you both stay?" I say suddenly. They look at each other and back at me. Way to look more desperate, Davyna.

"l just don't want to be alone right now. So can you, stay?"

"Of course we will, love." Vincent says.

"Let me go get changed and grab some blood from my suite and I'll be right back. Caleb, you need anything from yours?"

"Just a change of clothes, than k." I turn to Caleb as Vincent leaves.

"He can go in your suite without you?" He nods.

"He has access, always has had it. We respect privacy obviously, but it's there in case."

"Can I get access too?" l ask, blushing slightly.

"He can go in your suite without you?" He nods.

"He has access, always has had it. We respect privacy obviously, but it's there in case."

"Can I get access too?" I ask, blushing slightly.

"Definitely. We can talk about it later." I nod and hear Vincent come back.

"l have your stuff, Caleb." He yells from the hallway. He gets up and heads out where Vincent is. I drink the rest of my water, anxiously waiting for them to return.

A few moments later they both come back into my room. Caleb is in

another pair of sweats and a new t-shirts. Vincent is in sweats as well and a men's tank top. I still can't get over the fact that they're both here for me. They both approach the bed and Caleb says.

"Lay down now, time to sleep." 1 listen to him and lay down. He tucks me in, and he climbs onto the right side, laying above the covers, while Vincent does the same on the left.

"We will still be here in the morning. Get some rest, love." Vincent says. I feel my eyes getting more and more heavy. I turn my head to each side to look at them and smile as I finally let my eyes close and drift off to sleep, feeling more content then I have in days.