His Cursed Mate ✔️

Ch 66: Happy Birthday

Authors Note:

So I've never put who I thought Ashton would look like, so I decided that Colton Haynes is pretty close. He's so handsome 😍😍

Also I'm sorry if Ashley comes off as spoiled, truth be told she is quiet spoiled. It's her character . She still has a lot of growing up to do.

Damian:

"So what happens after the ritual is done and the curse is gone. Do you think she will still want to be with you , or will she go running back to Grayson ?"
   Punch.
"....running back to Grayson.."
Punch.
"....running back to Grayson.."
Punch.
Punch.
  Yeah she was definitely running back to him, I thought bitterly, throwing another punch.
  "Whoa there." I didn't look up from the swinging punching bag when I heard Ashton's teasing voice "What's go your panties in a twist ?"
I grunted, ignoring him as I focused on the bag in front of me.
Punch.

     "It's that date Ashley has with sweet ole Grayson." Lance chuckled.
"Fuck you." I growled, throwing another punch.
I wish I was hitting Graysons smug face instead.
    A hand flew out stopping the swinging punching bag.
I looked up, piercing Dante with a seething glare.
   "As much as we appreciate the imagery of you beating Grayson to a pulp, it's really not necessary. They're just chatting."
   I groaned as I realized I had let my guard down.
"I don't know what you fuckers are going on about, I was just getting in a workout till you decided to interrupt me." I mumbled grabbing my towel and wiping my face and chest down. Opening up my water bottle I took a long sip, ignoring the doubtful looks aimed my way.
        "Mhmm so you're not curious at all just what it is Ashley and Grayson are talking about or you know, doing?" Dante raised a skeptical eybrow.
"No." I gritted before I narrowed my eyes at him "Why ? Can you tell what's going on?"
"I'm her warrior, of course I know what's going on." He rolled his eyes "For the record, last night was totally uncalled for. "
   "Why ? What happened last night ?" Lance looked between us, his eyes curious. He was such a girl I swear, he loved to gossip.
  "Damian threw a hissy fit about this catching up Ashley and Grayson are doing."
"I swear, I hate that bond you have sometimes. Don't you have better things to do than to snoop around Ashley's head ?" I growled, wrapping the towel around my neck as I began to stuff my stuff back into my gym bag.

Dante raised his hands in surrender.
"Hey, sometimes when the emotion is high I feel and hear things I'm not even trying to ."
  My eyes locked onto his immediately.
"Wait-"
"Don't ask." His eyes narrowed.
   "You-"
"Don't ask." He groaned.
"You can feel when we kiss, even when we have sex ?"
His cheeks immediately flamed and I got my answer.
"Awww bro that's gross." Ashton grimaced while Lance burst out laughing .
    "That must be so uncomfortable. You could be doing something as innocent as shopping when all of a sudden you feel Ashleys emotions. Bet you, you get a hard on too."
  "I don't get a hard on." He grumbled his cheeks reddening even more.
         He so did, I mused not knowing to feel amused or uncomfortable.
"Okay okay enough about this. It's not as if Damian's been getting any anyways, so I'm good." Dante huffed while Lance turned to me.
Oh great, I glared at Dante who only smirked in return now that all the attention was off of him.
   "So you and Ashley ... You haven't ..?"
"Shut up." I groaned.

     Lance burst out in laughter again, while Ashton grimaced.
"We know you haven't mated yet, but you don't have to necessarily mate to have sex you know. "
I didn't bother to respond instead just sending him my deadliest glare.
   "I don't even want to know." Ashton groaned "Lets change the subject. I came here for a reason."
He shifted uncomfortably, clearing his throat more than once.
    "Just get on with it." Dante rolled his eyes.
Now I had become curious, as I watched Ashton shuffle around.
He finally let out a loud sigh and looked at me.
    "The wedding will be in two weeks, we want to have it before our child is born. I was wondering... You know if you want to-" he rubbed at his neck before the words rushed out "Would you like to be my one of my groomsmen ?"
   I stared at him for a second before I brought him in for a man hug.
"I'd love to man."
     He pulled away a relieved look on his face.
"Glad that's out of the way." He chuckled.
"I'm the best man." Lance boasted proudly.