My Mate

DAMN HOT!

That was all, that screamed in my head. Very intimidating yet so stunning.

I stood there for what seemed like a very long time looking him over before I realized he hadn't responded to my apology. He didn't seem to mind either. He was still smirking so I was guessing that he too found it amazing and I was so obviously checking him out. Trust me it's quite intriguing. The heated gaze never once left my face as I did the same. I couldn't look away even if I wanted to, there is an amazing pull that was dragging me toward him. My heart started to beat faster and I had this logging falling. We looked deep into each other and I could feel my stomach erupt into butterflies at our proximity.

I was waiting for him to touch me feeling the warmth radiating from his body to mine gave me the selfish feeling that I wanted more and more!

I craved for him to touch me, to hold me, to kiss me senselessly plus the look he gave me was positively sinful.

His frown was scary as if he was sending me to hell with his eyes full of curiosity. There was an aura around him that screamed danger too. When I noticed him licking his lips my mind went blank and I felt light-headed. None of this bothered me though I loved the way that he made me feel. Without thinking about it I mirrored his action and licked my lips. I couldn't bring myself to care he didn't either because I just stood there silently watching me unmoving but then I woke up from the enchanting trance I had.

"What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I feeling like this toward him? I just saw him now then why?"

Then realization struck me.

"He is my MATE?"

My head screamed and felt shivers and straightened up while clearing my throat hoping he didn't see me ogling at him and saying sorry. He chuckled for a brief moment before he winked and then turned away from me and walked down the class.

He didn't say a word? Not even a "Hii" or "Bye" or anything he just simply turned and began to walk away.

RUDE.

"I'm back Fiona, let's go our first class is English"

Duke said my need to hurry was immediately cut short as soon as Duke stopped beside me as I started to open my locker. I watched his face fall and he suddenly looked scared as hell.

"F-Fiona, you need to ask for a different locker. Right now. Come on, we need to go to the office." He tried to wrap his arm around mine but I pulled back.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa... calm down there. Why do I need to change lockers? There's nothing wrong with this one. Why do you look like you're about to pee yourself?" I chuckled nervously.

"I h-had this locker... so did a lot of people.... they asked for another because of whose locker is next to it. He's... he's scary. I didn't feel safe, I didn't like the way he made me feel."

"Ok.. why is he scary? How did he make you feel?" Like this mystery dude, we were discussing.

"No Fiona. It's the way he looks at you, the way he acts like he can't stand anyone being near him and if you are near him. for too long, he looks like he wants to kill you. There's something dark about him, like a dark aura around him. He makes me nervous in a way that I do NOT like. He's No Ordinary Werewolf, He's a Beast.

I gave him an incredulous look and shook my head. "That's just ridiculous! Has he ever actually hurt anyone before?"

"What's his name?" I asked.

"Ace King is the son of the Alpha Ambrose"

His voice was a mere whisper.

Ace... I tilted my head to the side. What a beautiful and unique name.

"Ace" I mouthed. I smiled like a giddy child. The name makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. "Ace," I said aloud. This time I gasped feeling my stomach turn. As if a knife had been stabbed into it and twisted it. God, what was happening to me?

"Ace" I whispered one last time. It felt as if I was a child who had just learned a new word and couldn't stop saying it. "Ace," I say again. It was then I felt a cold and random breeze coming from inside the locker room, I looked outside. It wasn't even that windy and all the windows were closed. I shrugged. "Ac-" I bit my tongue.

I didn't understand why I loved that name so much.

Because he is our Mate! My wolf replied.

A beautiful word and was an interesting concept. At birth, the moon goddess would split a sole in half, and finding your other half was finding your mate. You would find your mate After sixteen and then spend eternity with them. A wolf without a mate was a wolf without purpose. You met your mate through smell, an intoxicating smell, and once you locked eyes everything will be magical.

Most wolves are never able to leave the bond overpowering and rational thoughts.

And finally, I found mine today but his eyes sent a thousand mixed emotions I never felt before. But at the same time, I felt some kind of dark energy around him too . or maybe I was just intimidated by how attractive he was.

I couldn't help but look deep into those eyes. All I wanted to reveal was that his inner thoughts wanted to know if he felt the same as mine. I know I'm strong but somewhere inside my heart I felt hurt by his emotionless behavior. I swear I saw how he was mesmerized by me at first but then in one second it changed into something else and it bothered me so much. This was not what I imagined it would be when I met him.

I couldn't accept this no!

Something was wrong!

I felt incomplete the moment he turned away from me. those raw feelings of yearning for something I never felt before were so primal that right there and I just wanted to interlock his soul with mine.