Marc' spent his days searching the nearby towns, it had been three weeks since his journey started. In the beginning he was happy to finally be looking for Iohanna, but with every town he felt his heart sink further as he came up empty handed. His nights started to consist of training with the painted worrier. He enjoyed her company and her stamina matched a lot of his they had an understanding that set them apart from Gara. He had started to ignore Gara and kept a distance from her when she continued to use her seduction on him trying to get him to sleep with her. Iohanna was the only one the dragon would allow to touch him. The human in him would constantly get affected by her little spells but he was grateful he could resist them in the end, though it didn't stop her from trying night after night.

Marc' slumped down into his makeshift tent. He kept tugging at his wolf to show but nothing would happen. It had been almost two months since his wolf last appeared. No matter how hard he trained nothing would happen, it was as if it had just disappeared from him. His dragon side fought with him and he had lost all control of his ancestral spirits within himself.

"May I come in?" Marc' heard his new friend speak quietly at the entrance of his tent.

"Hey, Nomi." He waved her inside. She came in and just looked at him studying his face as she untied the string that held her top up. Her dark brown skin glowed under the moonlight as her small almost black nipples perked to the cold air. Marc' fought against himself as his cock stood to attention. His spirits called out to one woman while his very human body sought after another. He had spent weeks getting to know Nomi and they clicked well together. She had welcomed his way of life and joined him when able to.

Marc's shoved the screams out of his head as he reached out to Nomi. Both his hands rested on her smooth hips as he guided her to his lap. He could feel his small spikes protrude his back as his hands glided over her breasts.

"No." The whisper was faint inside his head.

"You abandoned me. Find your mate on your own." Mark snapped back in his thoughts.

Marc pulled Nomi closer as he grinded his cock against her through their clothes.

"No!" The voice was no longer whispering but had elevated into a loud thunderous noise bouncing off the walls inside his skull.

Marc' shook his head as a flash of light came across his vision.

"What's wrong?" Nomi reached for her straps to tie her shirt up uncertain if he was trying to turn her down.

"No." He reached for her hands stopping her. Marc leaned forward taking one of her nipples in his mouth. His hands rested on the small of her back. As she arched herself forward, he moved his hands up to her shoulder blades to steady her.

Nomi let out a quiet moan causing Marc to close his eyes enjoying her body's reaction. As soon as he shut his eyes another flash of light blinded him. "Go away!" He warned the intrusion.

"Not mate." Marc' could feel the claws extending from his nails slowly. Causing him to detach himself from her breast.

Marc' eyes had rolled into the back of his head and Iohanna came into full vision as he sat there holding onto Nomi. She was sitting next to an Elvin man talking about him as if he had died and something inside of him crushed as he saw tears falling from her eyes. As soon as she had appeared, she disappeared from his sight.

"Iohanna." A single tear fell from his eye.

"Excuse me?" Nomi looked at him hurt as he called out to another woman.

"Sorry, I can't do this." Marc' turned his head away. Nomi quickly redressed herself and stormed out of the tent.

"You are such an ass!" Marc' had been trying to run from the pain of losing Iohanna. "Not mate!" Marc' could feel the small spikes and claws retract now that the woman had left his tent.

"I know she wasn't our mate but if you knew where our mate has been why haven't you fucking said anything." Marc' got up and exited his tent making his way to an area where he can train to let off some steam.

More silence filled his head as he was once again alone in thought. He was no longer in control of his life and how he spent his nights. Part of him curses the day they had met while the rest of him yearned for her touch. Marc's spent the last two hours mock fighting against no one followed by spurts of pushups every time Nomi and Iohanna battled in his mind. In the middle of everything he realized an important clue was in that vision but also felt defeated as he realized the Elvin territory would take years to go through, and he might not get to see his mate for a very long time. One thing was for sure He needed to go at this alone he wasn't meant to mix with humans. After thinking about it for a while he was almost certain it was all the time he had been spending with them is what silenced who he truly was and he needed to find the spirits before he continued any further.