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causing your pain.” She pauses, expecting one of us to respond, but no-one says a word, probably from shock, so she continues. “Imagine the connection as a faucet. You turn the knob a little and you get a small trickle of water, not enough to make a mess, but enough to get what you need. Now, if you turn that knob full blast, water will be flooding your sink, and left uncontrolled it’ll quickly be coating your floors, causing all types of damage. By being marked your connection has been turned to full blast. You’re mentally receiving every pack member’s emotions, thoughts, and memories. It’s overwhelming your body.”
    “I’ve never heard of that happening.” I mumble more to myself than to anyone in the room.
    “You said being what I am caused this. What am I?” Bloom asks, scooting to the edge of the couch cushion.
    Amelia releases her mate’s hand, and leans forward to take both of Blooms into her own. Forrest looks at me, and responds to my statement. “It doesn’t happen, normally. Only a very few, rare couples experience this kind of reaction. Amelia and I were the last pair to go through it.”
    “Bloom you’re an Oracle. Just like every other female ever born into our family.” Amelia informs us watching her niece’s face closely.
    “I’m a w-w-what?” Bloom stutters.
    “You’re a Oracle.”
    “Like those virgins in that 300 movie?” Bonnie asks, shock evident in her voice.
    “Do I have to stay a virgin?” Bloom’s asks Amelia, but her attention turns to me.
    “No child, you can be intimate with your mate. Actually that’s the cure for this pain.”
    “What?” Bonnie, Bloom, and I all ask in unison as all attention turns to her.
    Her eyes come to mine and she explains. “You missed a step wolf. Most pairs mark each other while they’re also consummating their bond. And for them it would be fine if they did those steps in the wrong order. Bloom being what she is, though, things needed to be done a certain way or there would be complications, like she’s experiencing now.”
    Bonnie begins laughing so hard she’s doubled over. Glaring at her I ask. “What’s wrong with you?”
    “The.” Laugh. “Cure.” Laugh. “Is.” Laugh. “Your.” Laugh. “Co…” Tucker covers his mate’s mouth with his hand to stop her from finishing her sentence. Her laughing stops immediately as she narrows her eyes at him.
                  “The cure is what?” I ask still lost.
                  “I think she’s saying you need to make love to your mate.” Tucker offers the answer. My eyes lock on Bloom’s, whose have gone to the size of saucers.
                  “Oh.” I reply, trying to keep the grin off my face.

Chapter 11 – Bloom
     
    “Um…uh…I…” I try to form an appropriate sentence but find myself unable to, so I snap my mouth shut. Really what can you say when you’re long lost Great-Aunt just informs you that you’ll need to knock boots with your mate to get rid of the pain you’re experiencing? Where’s a free room? That doesn’t seem appropriate. Especially when you’re in a cabin filled with shifters who have super hearing. I know we were surrounded by them in Tennessee too, but at least there those shifters weren’t a room away. It gave us a semblance of privacy. 
    Amelia gives my hand a reassuring squeeze, bringing my eyes back to hers. She smiles a warm smile. “How about Forrest and I talk to you and Pike in private about this?”
    “I…I…” I mumble incoherently. This is all too much. I look at Pike for help out of this awkward mess, but I find him grinning like a fool. He’s liking this solution apparently. Men! Geesh!
    “This really is something we should finish discussing in private, Bloom.” Forrest joins the conversation, causing my eyes to move from my grinning mate to him. He’s an older man, and though I don’t know his age I can say he’s aged really well. Like freakishly well. It’s got to be