Kiss me

I was genuinely excited to support my mate Claire. It's not that she harbors any fear of Jane; rather it's in my nature to stand by my mate. I hope she can understand the reasons for my absence over the years while I fully expect her to be angry with me and not to give me any credit I still wish she could see my struggles as well.

Honestly who could have anticipated that my daughter would turn out to be my mate? It feels odd to hear her call me 'Dad' the term seems inappropriate now especially since I still seek clarity on how I could be Claire's mate. The situation feels utterly bewildering.

As I reflect on all of this I suddenly feel a small gentle hand resting on my chin so soft and comforting. An electric surge courses through my body rendering my knees weak. I look up to see Claire gazing at me her expression uncertain.

"Are you okay?" she asks, concern evident in her eyes.

I hold her gaze for a moment before nodding. 

"Did you feel something when I touched your chin?" she inquires, her deep green optics searching mine.

Caught off guard.I nod again unsure of how to articulate my feelings. 

"Use your words mate I promise I won’t bite." she responds, placing her hand on her heart and smirking playfully.

Her words cause my cheeks to flush. The moment she spoke my wolf instinctively took over eager to kiss its mate but my wolf sensed that Claire was confused and hesitant to ask what was happening between us.

"HonestlyClaire I don't know how to process this situation.I thought your mom is my fated mate yet you are indeed my fated mate and it's all so puzzling. Your scent drives me wild; I feel as though I could kiss you right here and now." I confessed in a low voice fully aware that she hears every word.

Her eyes widened in surprise. When I mentioned kissing my wolf howled in excitement fantasizing about pinning Claire down in intimacy. 

"I must admit Claire the truth is that I have been drawn to your scent all these years which is why I kept my distance from you. I searched for answers about our connection for seventeen years but I never found what I was looking for. To be honest I once believed Ruth was my mate but I never felt the electric thrill that surged through me when you touched my chin."

I exhaled deeply before commencing."When I think about kissing you my wolf goes wild and when you mentioned 'mate' I wished I could take you right then and there."

I have never laid my feelings bare like this to anyone before.

She leaned closer and with a raised eyebrow, I clear my throat and ask. "What are you thinking about in that beautiful mind of yours?"

She clears her throat as well and begins to speak. 

"Um, Dad... I" 

Before she can finish I interrupt her. "Please, sweetheart don’t call me 'Dad'. It feels strange to hear my mate refer to me that way. If you can’t say 'love' or 'baby'  just call me Michael."

She nodded."Okay, I get it; it feels weird for me too after discovering you’re my mate." She pauses, collecting her thoughts. "But Michael it was difficult growing up without my dad around. Beta Jayden was always there for me assuring me that everything would eventually work out." She gazes into my eyes before continuing."Now I understand what he meant. I’m not sure if he knew about our situation but I finally get it."

She took a deep breath and added. "I want us to uncover the truth about this situation. If you’re unaware then I believe my mom must know something. Though she isn’t here right now please promise me we will figure this out together." Our eyes lock and I smile broadly responding."Yes, I would love that. I promise we’ll find the answers together baby." I gently released her hands and pull her into a sweet embrace.

I felt a sense of relief at Michael's insistence that I stop calling him 'Dad'.To be honest it feels awkward for me too. Now that I know Michael is my mate referring to him as 'Dad' leaves a sour taste in my mouth.

After we exchanged promises to uncover the truth he instinctively wrapped his arms around me and the scent of rain-soaked in the soil enveloped me bringing me a sense of calm.

When we finally released our embrace we held each other’s gaze. He took my small hand and placed it against his cheek looking deeply into my eyes. My heart throbbed,electric sensations coursing through meand his presence stirred feelings within me that I struggled to comprehend.

"Kiss me my mate. I want to feel your soft lips against mine." I urged him,my wolf howling with excitement in my mind.

Without hesitation he pressed his lips to mine. Those lips felt as if they were made just for me soft, inviting, and utterly irresistible. We both moaned in pleasure my hands tangled in his hair as I stroked his scalp feeling his length pressing against my stomach.

The intoxicating scent enveloping us made my senses whirl. Just as we were lost in our kiss the door burst open interrupting our moment.

I pulled away startled to see who dared to intrude. Horror washed over both our faces as we recognized the intruder.

Ruth stood in the doorway.