Unseen Scenes—End of Book Two, Treaty version (Nate PoV) (Patreon)

A complete and utter sense of true satisfaction floods through Nate as he oversees the agents moving the Maa-alused’s crates to their new home.

A real difference was made here. And they all had a hand in it.

Well, mostly [Name] was the hand that moved all the pieces into place.

His smile grows, his gaze shifting through the small crowd to where he spots the Detective. They’re standing at the largest cavern entrance, Falk beside them, the two relaxed and calm in each other’s presence.

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If Sanja attracted to the MC

“You have found yourself quite the human,” a voice commends from beside Nate, the barest hint of envy in the words, but it’s definitely there.

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If Sanja not attracted to the MC

“Your look gives away your thoughts on the human,” a voice states from beside Nate.

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Nate shifts his gaze quite a way down to meet Sanja’s strikingly blue eyes.

“They are…quite astounding in so many ways,” Nate replies, turning back to find the person who makes his whole body light with happiness.

There’s a bristle of something that radiates from the teller, and Nate wishes he had Farah’s ability at deciphering what it might be. Especially when it sends an uneasy shiver coursing down his spine.

She shakes her head, a sad smile pulling at her lips before she looks up at him. “Remember how you feel in this moment.”

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If in relationship with Nate

“How could I ever forget? The feeling only grows each day I’m with them,” Nate replies with a soft chuckle before the sound fades at the pinched expression tightening the lines around Sanja’s eyes.

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If not in relationship with Nate

“How could I ever forget? The feeling only grows each day I’m around them,” Nate replies with a soft chuckle before the sound fades at the pinched expression tightening the lines around Sanja’s eyes.

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“In all my time, I have never felt such stirrings of a bond like the one that will exist between you both.” The words should bring elation to Nate as the teller says them, but her somber voice doesn’t allow it. “It will be powerful.” She meets his eye again. “Eternal. The love of legend.”

Nate shifts on the spot, folding his hands across himself and rubbing at his arms. “I believe you.”

And he really does. He can sense it deep. The connection he is making with [Name]…in some ways it excites him more than anything in his life, but in others it terrifies him. But he ignores the fear.

At least he could until this moment.

“Why is that a bad thing?” he asks.

“Oh no, it is not,” she says, waving a thin hand in the air. “But anything powerful will be sought by others. Others who will wish to break it.” Her eyes dull. “Break you.”

She reaches into the woollen folds of her skirt and reveals a photo. The photo of Nate and [Name] at the carnival. His heart beats a steadier rhythm at the sight of it.

He almost stumbles back as she thrusts it into his grasp.

“Remember this, vampire. Remember them.” Worry casts a shadow across her ageing features. “They will make you strong.”

She then offers a final, heavy nod and glides away.

Nate watches her go before his gaze drops to the photo. There is nothing but happiness within the image. He grasps it tightly, his shaking hand making the photo wobble, before he carefully places it into his jacket pocket.

Glancing back up, he catches [Name] looking over to him from across the rocky clearing.

And his fear fades instantly.