personality in my head. Then that means that you two have exchanged blood too. Right?"
"Yes, we have. We did it back at the hotel. Mostly so we could communicate from a distance with each other if it was needed to keep you safe ,” Eric explained.
'Now we can speak to each other no matter where we are. ’ Striker's voice came into her head.
'That is so cool. ’ She thought then smiled when she saw they had both heard her. 'Can others hear us?'
'No, only my mates are on this path. I have access to another path that leads to my people , ’ Striker explained.
"I see ,” she said aloud.
"Now come, let's get you something to eat. I bought a bit of everything I thought you would like ,” Striker said as he stood and led her to the table.
Eric got up and began to pull things from the fridge. Mia sat down at the table and began to look over the food. Her stomach growled loudly and she giggled. She grabbed a ham and cheese sandwich and began to eat. Eric opened a bottle water for her and set it in front of her. She ate slowly, chewing thoroughly even though she wanted to scarf it down. She was aware of her audience and didn ’t want to act like an animal. She almost choked on her food at her thoughts.
Once she had her fill, she said, "Eric, you are Fae. Do we have to do something like the blood exchange? How will we mate?"
"Mia, make no mistake, we are not mated yet,” Striker inserted. "We must all join for us to be mated."
Mia blushed. "Oh. I thought the blood exchange was a vampire's way of mating."
Striker smiled at her and ran a hand over her cheek. "No, but I thank you for your trust and wish to be mated to me."
Eric grinned at her. "And I take it that you also want to mate with me if you are asking."
"Well, yes, I care for you both deeply ,” Mia said to them.
"We will do a light exchange. Similar to the blood ,” Eric told her.
"Okay, do we all do that? ” she asked.
"Yes, when we all join as one ,” Eric answered.
"Okay. ” Mia sat there thinking about what they had told her and sipping her water.
"How are you feeling? ” Striker asked her.
Mia nodded. "Good. The headache is gone , I guess it was the lack of food."
"That's good. You scared us both ,” Eric added.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean too ,” Mia said. "I do have a question."
"Ask anything, anytime ,” Striker said.
"Now that we have exchanged blood, can you read my thoughts? ” Mia asked.
Striker shook his head. "No, but we both can tell what you are feeling now. You should be able to feel our emotion too."
"How do I do that?” Mia asked, interested in trying.
Eric smiled. "It will take some time but if our emotions are strong enough then you will know who is feeling what. For now, try to concentrate on one of us and see what you find."
Mia nodded and scrunched up her face as she tried to concentrate. Striker laughed and said, "It shouldn't be so hard, Mia. Just close your eyes and let it come to you."
"Okay. ” Mia closed her eyes and concentrated on Eric to see what he was feeling. Just when she didn’t think anything would come through, she saw a thread of light and then felt happiness. She opened her eyes and said to Eric, "You feel happy."
Both men grinned at her and Eric said, "Yes, älskling , I do."
"You have called me that sev eral times, what does it mean?” Mia asked.
"It means sweetheart ,” Eric said with a smile.
Mia smiled. "That is so sweet."
Striker checked his watch and said, "We need to get ready to go."
"I am going to pack up the food. I saw some empty boxes out in the hanger ,” Eric said as he left the room.
"What should I do? ” Mia asked Striker.
Striker shook his head. "No, no. You are going to sit in here. There is a television over there, see if there is something on. I want to know where you are. Stay put."
"Okay. I will stay here,” Mia promised.
Striker stood as she did and pulled her
"Yes, we have. We did it back at the hotel. Mostly so we could communicate from a distance with each other if it was needed to keep you safe ,” Eric explained.
'Now we can speak to each other no matter where we are. ’ Striker's voice came into her head.
'That is so cool. ’ She thought then smiled when she saw they had both heard her. 'Can others hear us?'
'No, only my mates are on this path. I have access to another path that leads to my people , ’ Striker explained.
"I see ,” she said aloud.
"Now come, let's get you something to eat. I bought a bit of everything I thought you would like ,” Striker said as he stood and led her to the table.
Eric got up and began to pull things from the fridge. Mia sat down at the table and began to look over the food. Her stomach growled loudly and she giggled. She grabbed a ham and cheese sandwich and began to eat. Eric opened a bottle water for her and set it in front of her. She ate slowly, chewing thoroughly even though she wanted to scarf it down. She was aware of her audience and didn ’t want to act like an animal. She almost choked on her food at her thoughts.
Once she had her fill, she said, "Eric, you are Fae. Do we have to do something like the blood exchange? How will we mate?"
"Mia, make no mistake, we are not mated yet,” Striker inserted. "We must all join for us to be mated."
Mia blushed. "Oh. I thought the blood exchange was a vampire's way of mating."
Striker smiled at her and ran a hand over her cheek. "No, but I thank you for your trust and wish to be mated to me."
Eric grinned at her. "And I take it that you also want to mate with me if you are asking."
"Well, yes, I care for you both deeply ,” Mia said to them.
"We will do a light exchange. Similar to the blood ,” Eric told her.
"Okay, do we all do that? ” she asked.
"Yes, when we all join as one ,” Eric answered.
"Okay. ” Mia sat there thinking about what they had told her and sipping her water.
"How are you feeling? ” Striker asked her.
Mia nodded. "Good. The headache is gone , I guess it was the lack of food."
"That's good. You scared us both ,” Eric added.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean too ,” Mia said. "I do have a question."
"Ask anything, anytime ,” Striker said.
"Now that we have exchanged blood, can you read my thoughts? ” Mia asked.
Striker shook his head. "No, but we both can tell what you are feeling now. You should be able to feel our emotion too."
"How do I do that?” Mia asked, interested in trying.
Eric smiled. "It will take some time but if our emotions are strong enough then you will know who is feeling what. For now, try to concentrate on one of us and see what you find."
Mia nodded and scrunched up her face as she tried to concentrate. Striker laughed and said, "It shouldn't be so hard, Mia. Just close your eyes and let it come to you."
"Okay. ” Mia closed her eyes and concentrated on Eric to see what he was feeling. Just when she didn’t think anything would come through, she saw a thread of light and then felt happiness. She opened her eyes and said to Eric, "You feel happy."
Both men grinned at her and Eric said, "Yes, älskling , I do."
"You have called me that sev eral times, what does it mean?” Mia asked.
"It means sweetheart ,” Eric said with a smile.
Mia smiled. "That is so sweet."
Striker checked his watch and said, "We need to get ready to go."
"I am going to pack up the food. I saw some empty boxes out in the hanger ,” Eric said as he left the room.
"What should I do? ” Mia asked Striker.
Striker shook his head. "No, no. You are going to sit in here. There is a television over there, see if there is something on. I want to know where you are. Stay put."
"Okay. I will stay here,” Mia promised.
Striker stood as she did and pulled her
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