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-Sex

-Sleeping arrangements

-Communication

-Disagreements

-Goals

-Family

-Last Names

-Love languages

-Date nights

-Living arrangements

-Blood drinking

My eyes nearly bulged out when I looked at the list. “You want to talk about all of these?”

“Yep. Might as well get it over with. Things will be simpler when we’re on the same page about everything.”

I grimaced. “Alright.”

I’d learned how to play Texas Hold ‘Em with a few of the other ladies in the pack a few months earlier. It had been during one of my many evenings at the bar where I made small talk with the men the alphas were hoping would be my mate. We’d played a handful of times since, so Beck didn’t have to explain the rules to me.

He set us both up with some poker chips, then dealt the cards. When he folded after the last card was shown, it was my turn to pick a topic that he would have to bring up first.

I scanned the list again quickly.

Which one sucked the least?

“Goals,” I said.

He nodded. “My main goal right now is to win my mate’s heart.”

I rolled my eyes.

His lips curved. “While we settle things between us, I aim to set up a good security system on the house so I don’t worry about you if you’re home without me. Five years from now, my goal is to have a blissfully-happy mate, and a safe pack that functions smoothly.”

“It already functions smoothly, doesn’t it?”

“For the most part. It was much better when Wildwood wasn’t at risk of being invaded by vampires, and we want to get it back to that again.”

“You guys will never be safe while we’re here,” I said.

“Mated blood wolves are more hassle than they’re worth to a vampire clan,” Beck corrected. “When you’re mated, they’ll realize their efforts are a waste of time and leave us alone.

I didn’t think it would be that simple, but didn’t argue.

“What are your goals, Si?”

To find out whether or not I was expecting in two weeks.

To survive our mate bond without having sex again before my doctor’s appointment, so I could avoid further risk of pregnancy.