you are my mate

Aria

I tried to ignore the imposing figure in the kitchen entrance as I started cleaning up the mess from breakfast. I started washing dishes by hand before I felt him come up behind me. He reached around me, his front against my back. He flicked off the water. Pressing his body against mine. I shuddered at the feel of his arousal against my back. My wolf screaming in my mind, “Mate, my mate.”

"Aria." He said softly.

I shook my head. Tears started to fall from my eyes. I don’t know if I can do this again. My wolf was insisting I belonged to him. But he had to be mad at me, right? For keeping his pup from him, and if what my wolf was saying was true, his fated mate.

"Aria, I know he is mine. I am not mad. I am awed." He said softly, bringing his hands to my shoulders and rubbing gently. I couldn't help the shudder of desire that flowed through me at the gentle touch. He pressed closer to me bringing his lips to the back of my neck. His lips so close to where he would put his mar