*Viktor's pov*

The entire drive back home Julius refused to even say a single word to me. I didn't know what pissed him more of the fact that my mate was a werewolf or that it kinda was his fault for leaving me on my own at the club.

Because I could hear him mumbeling to himself that he should have never taken me to that damn club and that he had a feeling that that guy was bad news when he saw me leaving with him.

When we finally reached my home, he parked the car in front of the big building. I knew what would probably come next so as soon as he had turned off the engine I tried to make a run for it.

I really didn't feel like dealing with my angry cousin at that moment because my head was already enough of a mess.

Normally it would have been a reason for celebration when someone finds his mate but that a vampire and a werewolf were mates was something that I didn't even had known was possible. It just seemed so wrong. We were suppose to hate each other not love each other.

"Hey where the fuck do you think you're going?!" He shouted after me but thanks to my Vampiric speed I was way faster then him. After running into my room, I slammed the door shut and leaned against it.

I felled the entire frame shake when Julius pounded and even kicked the door.
"Viktor! You bastard! You are going to open this fucking door right now or by satan I swear I will break it down!" He screamed furiously.

I knew from previous experiences with an angry Julius that this wasn't an empty threat. So I took a few deep breaths and yelled back "Fine just give me a god damn moment!"
With that he seemed to calm down a little bit.

After I had rushed to put on some pants I opened the door and Julius walked in. He throw he a angry glare and set down on my bed. That was a definite sign that I wouldn't get him out of my room any time soon. At least not until we had talked.

I looked at him for a moment, then I sight. After closing the door again I sat down next to him.

"We will be in pretty big trouble when someone, specially your dad finds out about it." He stated while resting his forehead on his hand.
"We?" I asked and gave him a sceptical look.

"Of fucking course WE! Or do you think I would deal with this shit on your own?"
"Well... yes? I mean you aren't really the kind of guy that gives a fuck about others problems so....."
He rolled his eyes and then hit the back of my head.

"Ouch. Stop that you stupid slut!"
I yelped while jumped up.
Julius gasped dramatically and grabbed a pillow.
"Oh hell no! You didn't just call me that! I'm not stupid you little twink!"
He than beat me with the pillow in the face over and over again while growling.

"Ah Juls! Stop it! I'm sorry! For fucks sake please stop!" I bagged him while trying not to laugh.
He stopped but just to throw me onto the bed and then continued to hit me again with the pillow.
We both had started laughing loudly. All seriousness and worries gone.

After he had determined that I had be beaten enough he sat down  next to me again. We looked at each other still giggling like we where little kids again.

Then Julius cleared his throat and continued in a more serious manner. "So... we both know that it's impossible to break a soulmate bond. That means we can't do shit about it and staying away from each other will probably drive you both crazy. You already have a few screws loose so it would only make it worse."

I ignored the last part and instead just nodded. "Yeah I know. That's exactly why I don't know what to do." There was a moment of silence between us before Julius spoke again. "By the way what do you know about him as a person?"

I was surprised by his question but when I saw the serious look on his face, I knew that he an wanted an honest answer.

"To be honest I don't know much about him. Just that his name is George and he is thirty." I ignored Julius obviously perverted look and continued. "He is really pretty good looking for his age... I mean I thought that he was like maybe twenty five or so. So yeah he is like really hot...like a solid ten out of ten...and his smell is really good too.... and...."

A lustful moaned escaped my mouth when I imagine George in my mind. Emidietley I press my hand over my mouth and feel my face turn red like a tomato.
This is so embarrassing.