Sapphire.

*Phire’s POV*

I maybe the spawn of Satan but I have never been one to drink.
Or do drugs.
Having never drunk anything I have never had hangover so I only imagined that is how it felt.
I didn’t think I had drank that much wine but there’s a first time for everything.
At least, I thought it was a hangover.
If I didn’t have a hangover, then what happened?
I slowly opened my eyes, blinking against the light.
“GABRIEL! Turn off the sun!” I yelled then winced at my shrieking tone of voice.
Dang!
I heard Gabe’s deep-voiced chuckle emit from my right.
That’s weird.
There’s a wall right there.
Or so I thought.
I turned and looked only to find a lamp and nightstand.
This is so not my room.
What in the world happened last night?
I turned and looked around at my surroundings, gasping at the lavish furnishings in an assortment of reds and gold.
This was DEFINITATLY not my room.
I glanced up to find a very shirtless Gabriel with a tray in his hand.
I don’t know which one I wanted to eat first, Gabe or the food.
I blushed at my perverted thoughts and ducked my head in embarrassment.
What is wrong with me?
I must be horny for some reason.
There is no way that I am in heat.
Holy crap, I’m in heat!
I jumped up like the bed was on fire, my eyes wide.
I gasped as a spurt of pain shot through my head.
Remind me to never go into heat again…
Gabe was by my side in an instant, asking me what was wrong.
“Remind me to never get drunk…” I muttered then fell backwards on the bed.
“I’m sorry, Phire, that I can’t help ,but I don’t want to push you.” he was standing there looking uncomfortable.
“No. I’ll be fine in a couple of days.”
I thought I heard him murmur a short, “I don’t know if I will.”
A knock sounded on the door below stairs, startling me.
“I got it.” Gabe said as he bolted down the stairs.
I sagged against the pillows.
This was a nightmare.
A few moments later I heard a giddy shout from my doorway.
“Sapphire!” My Uncle Xavi called from the door way (he’s not really my uncle but my godfather so I consider him an uncle).
His husband, Uncle Justin, followed meekly behind him.
“How are you sweetheart? I heard what happened and you dad sent me to check up on you.” Uncle Xavi gushed.
“I’m fine. Just a little hung over feeling but that’s it.”
“Did you do IT?”
I gaped at him like he had grown two heads.
“Ummm, no. I don’t think that I am ready for that even if I am in heat.”
His face fell.
FELL.
What is wrong with him?
“Awww. I wanted some grand-nieces and -nephews before long. Plus Gabe is a nice piece of ass. If I wasn’t married, I was twenty years younger, and Gabe was gay I would so tap that.”
I was a deep DEEP shade of scarlet by now.
“Uncle Xaviiii….” I drug out the last part to emphasize or in other words, tell him to shut up.
He grinned innocently at me.
I rolled my eyes.
“You know I love you, Uncle X but I just can’t talk about that with you… or anyone really.”
“Oh, pooh. The very day after your wedding night I want to hear EVERY dirty detail or I am putting a camera in the mirror.”
“Ok, fine.” I murmured, knowing that he actually would.
He was EXTREMELY weird.
Suddenly I was engulfed into Uncle X’s arms.
“I love you, Sapp.” he said, calling me by the nickname only he was allowed to say.
“I love you too, Uncle X.”
Suddenly growls filled the room, loud, deep growls.
I glanced over Uncle X’s shoulder to see Gabe in wolf form, his fangs bared.
I pulled away from the hug to head toward him but once I disentangled myself from Uncle X, the growls lowered in volume.
Gabe was staring at me possessively and my wolf purred happily.
Gabe had never looked at me like that before and most males don’t except to their…their…mates.
Gabe is my mate.
Gabe is my mate.
Gabe is my mate.
GABE is my MATE.
As I came to terms with this in my mind, I didn’t realize that Gabe had crouched, ready to pounce.
In my direction.
I didn’t see him lunge.
I DID feel his weight force mine down.
I DID realize that I was pinned.
We stared into each others eyes for several moments.
He changed into his human form, VERY naked.
He did lean his head down towards mine.
He did set his lips on mine.
We did kiss.