Submission

Rose P. O. V

I was in front of Sheila's cottage when the scent of my mate hit me. My wolf Serene was going insane to meet her mate. So I turned towards the forest behind Sheila's cottage as my mate's scent was coming from that direction. I ran faster to the forest in search of the source of this mouth-watering scent. When I reached the lake in the middle of the forest, I saw a figure coming out of the lake. Water was dripping from his naked torso. I followed the trail of the water which disappeared under the waistband of his black pants. I gulped down in anticipation. My eyes moved towards his face. He has short ginger hair, a pair of grey eyes, and a handsome face with a deep cut on his left cheek.

"Mate, Mate, Mate" Serene was dancing in my head.

His face changed suddenly, as if he felt my presence. He started sniffing around him searching for something and he looked at me. Our eyes met and everything stopped around me. He started walking toward me and stopped right in front of me.

"Just claim him and mate with him." Serene was shouting in my head, fighting for control.

"You are my mate?" he said as a question to himself.

"Yes, we are mate," I told him. He was thin, not muscular like other werewolves, but he was handsome. And this handsome man is made for me. I jumped into his embrace and hugged him. Inhaling his mouth-watering scent. I felt him sniffing my neck and his body relaxing.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked me while sniffing my loose hair. Is he serious? 'Who asks for permission to kiss his mate?' I laughed in my mind at his formalities. I pulled away from his embrace and cupped his face.

"Of course, you can," I said and crushed my lips on his. Oh Goddess, this is my first kiss, and that too with my handsome mate. I devoured his mouth and he tasted divine.

"Let me have some moments with our mate," Serene said suddenly and took control.

The moment Serene took control, he pulled away from me and knelt in front of me, bowing his head sideways and showing his neck as a sign of submission.

"What are you doing down there?" I asked him, surprised by his actions.

"I can't stand your aura. You must be a strong ranked wolf that's why my wolf is submitting to yours, " he replied to me looking down at my feet. I took control of Serene and crouched down to help him stand.

"We are mate you don't have to submit to my wolf. However, my aura is not that strong to make anyone submit to me." I mumbled the last part as I was confused by what happened just now.

"Not so strong for other wolves but strong for lowest rank of omega." Someone told me from behind me. I looked back and saw Sheila standing there with a grin. She came to me and hugged me.

"Finally you found your mate. I am so happy for you. Do you know how lucky you are to find your mate on your eighteenth birthday? Not everyone is so lucky as you." she said the last part with a sad face. I can understand why. She's nearly twenty and hasn't found her mate yet.

"Thank you, Sheila. Meet my mate, he is..." I paused halfway. I was so excited about everything that I forgot to ask his name.

"My name is Jared Brooke." he completed my sentence and forwarded his hand to Sheila for a handshake. Sheila accepted his hand with a grin.

"I am Sheila James, the daughter of the beta of the King." Sheila introduced herself.

"That's why my wolf submitted to you. Are you also a beta female?" asked Jared to me. I lost my words. Should I tell him who I am? What if he feels afraid of me and rejects me?

"No, she isn't a beta female. She is the Princess, only daughter of our King." Sheila replied to him suddenly. I saw the fear and shock on his face and, for the first time in my life, I regretted being a princess. I looked at Sheila with a frown.

"Oops, I'm sorry. I think I should leave you guys alone. See you at the party." Sheila waved her hand and left hurriedly.

After Sheila left us alone, I held Jared's hand and felt a tingling in my fingers. He felt it too and looked at our joint hand.

"Let's talk about us," I said while pulling him towards the lake. We sat under a big oak tree facing each other. I observed his face intently and my eyes fell on the scar on his cheek. It looked like a cut mark by a knife. But werewolves can heal themselves. How can this mark still be on his face?

"How did it happen?" I asked him, pointing out the mark on his face.

"The son of my alpha punished me because one of his girlfriends said I was handsome. So he gave me a scar with a silver knife," he said, looking down. He did that a lot. He couldn't complete a full sentence, looking at my eyes. 

"Why are you always looking down? Why can't you talk while looking at me? Am I not beautiful enough?" I asked him teasingly.

"You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, Princess. But we omegas don't have permission to look at the ranked wolf, let alone the Princess. I am not good enough for you. See the vicious scar on my face. You deserve better, Princess." he said all that in a breath and still looking down. I traced the scar with my finger and brushed my fingers from his cheek to his chin. Then I pushed his face up to meet my eyes.

"Listen here carefully either you are an omega or not, that doesn't matter to me. You are my mate. For you, I am not a princess. I am just Rose for you. And don't you dare say something like that to yourself. You are the most handsome man I have ever met. I was waiting my whole life to meet you." I whispered to him in a seductive voice.

"But I can't even stand in front of your wolf," he muttered, looking at me. At least this was an improvement.

"I want you to dominate me, not to submit to me. I always wanted to be submissive to my mate. I saved myself for you." I whispered again while nibbling his ear. He groaned at the touch of my lips.