I Want an Answer

~Abe~

Her fingers in my fur are heaven on Earth, I swear. I’m tempted to see if she will scratch my belly. I hate to even think about that as if I’m some domesticated pet, but I bet it would feel just as good as this.

I’m not surprised by her questions. I figured that she could tell how Devonte was responding to her. I find it funny, but I’m also a bit nervous. I know I told my human that only our mate would accept every part of us, but I don’t truly know that to be a fact. If our true nature turns off Lynn, I don’t know that I’d be able to survive that.

I couldn’t even gather myself to face this question head-on before a twig snaps, gaining mine and Lynn’s attention. “Yes. That’s exactly what happened to the deviant.” Ah, hell no! How did this bitch know where to find me and when I’m with my mate, no less? I really don’t want to deal with her right now.

I go with my gut and lift my block on Devonte. He was trying to break free to disappear when Lynn came around. I wasn’t going to let him ruin this for me. Devonte isn’t saying anything, and I see him focused on the interaction in front of us. I move to my stomach, keeping my head on Lynn’s lap. “Deviant?”

“Yes, deviant. A pathetic excuse for a royal, for a man.” I let out a low growl, causing Lynn to stroke my fur again.

“I don’t understand.” Sonya scoffs.

“I’m just going to be honest with you about your ‘mate.’ You need to know everything.” I growl again, Lynn’s attention not calming me in the slightest. Devonte is protesting in my head, wanting to take over. He’s just going to have to be an observer this time. “He’s supposed to be this Gamma wolf, this royal…… that’s such a lie. You want to know the truth about your mate?” Lynn leans back on her hands.

“Enlighten me,” Sonya smirks.

“He has a sick, depraved mind. He likes to do things that are not acceptable.”

“If he’s such a problem, why do you want him?” Sonya takes a step forward, flipping her hair behind her shoulder.

“I love him, and I promised to get him the help he needs. I’ve already talked to his parents, and they agreed that I’d be the best for him. I already have plans for him; to get him better. Once he’s better, we will be a power couple.” Sonya leans against a tree, examining her nails. “This is too much for someone like you. You have no formal training and haven’t even been around royal wolves. I already have the acceptance of his parents, along with the King and Queen of wolves.”

She’s such a fucking liar. I know my parents would never have done that to me; if they did, they would have told me beforehand. She doesn’t even want us for who we are. She just wants the title and everything that comes with that. I can’t believe Devonte has been dealing with her for so long. “Well then, I guess there’s nothing to discuss now, is there? Is there anything else I can do for you?” Sonya stands up straight, sneering at Lynn. “No? Please see your way back to the packhouse.” Sonya doesn’t move, and Lynn’s anger climbs. She lets her aura out, its weight causing Sonya to hit the ground. “LEAVE!” Lynn pulls her aura back, and Sonya scrambles to her feet.

“You’ll pay for that.” She turns and stomps off. I turn my head to look at Lynn, and she’s staring out at the lake.

“So, that’s who Devonte wants to spend his future with? She seems like a bitch to me.” If I could laugh, I would. I agree with her completely. Lynn looks down at me. “I think Devonte and I should talk.” I don’t want to be away from her, but they really do need to talk. They need to get to the bottom of their issues.

Are you ready for this, human?

I’m ready to complete this rejection.

Rejection?

You heard Sonya, didn’t you? She’s going to help us get better.

THERE’S NOTHING WRONG WITH US!!!!! How many times do we have to have this conversation? There’s nothing wrong with us; there’s nothing wrong with our preference. We don’t need help, and we don’t need to be fixed. We just need our fated mate. My control slips, and Devonte takes over before I can stop him.

~Lynn~

Instead of the strong, magnificent wolf lying on my legs, it’s replaced with a sexy man. I turn my head, not wanting to be presumptuous that I’m allowed to look at my mate’s body. He scrambles up and reaches inside a tree, pulling out a pair of shorts.

I only turn once I know the shorts have been put on. Devonte is a magnificent specimen of a man, and he makes my body hum with desire. I swear my mates are sexy as hell, making me a pretty lucky she-wolf. Devonte stands against the tree with his arms crossed. I take false interest in the grass I’m sitting on. “You lost the sparing match, you know.”

“Technically, I guess I did. You never told me what you get if you win.” I don’t answer immediately. I know what I said, and that’s exactly what I meant.

“Were you turned on when we were sparing?” I hear his intake of breath, but I still don’t look at him. I have a feeling this is a tough topic, and I don’t want to make it worse.

“I don’t want to talk about that.” I look at Devonte. He’s standing with his head down, and I feel a little sorry for him.

“I’m not really giving you a choice.” Devonte looks up at me, and there’s a look of shock on his face. “Answer my question. Were you turned on when we spared?” I watch Devonte look around the forest. He looks really nervous. I stand up, keeping my eyes on him. “I’m waiting.” Devonte still doesn’t answer me. I’m not mad, but I’m getting slightly excited.

I take strong steps toward him. Devonte stands up straight, dropping his arms, and attempts to plaster a defiant look on his face. I can see the excitement in his eyes. I’ve never in my life done this before, but if this is what my mate needs, then I will figure it out. I step into his personal space and run a finger down his front, from the top of his neck to the waistband of his shorts. I reach down and grab his crotch, squeezing it. Devonte closes his eyes, and a whimper escapes his lips. “I want an answer to my question. We are going out to dinner tonight, and you WILL answer me. Do you understand?” Another whimper is heard, but I’m not going to let him get away with that. “I want words.”

“Y….yes.” I stretch my body, resting on my toes, and kiss him on the cheek.

“Be ready by 7.” I let him go and step around him. I wake my time walking through the woods, back to the packhouse. As soon as I clear the woods, I pick up speed and fly into the packhouse. I take the stairs two at a time and burst into the Alpha office.

“Lynn?”

“What’s wrong?” I scan the room, and they light up when my eyes land on Tia.

“Is everything okay, Lynn?” I take a step forward and smile.

“Kiss the mates goodbye.” Everyone looks confused.

“Are you okay, Lynn?” I grab Tia’s wrist and yank it, pulling her out of her seat.

“Bitch, we’re going shopping!” I don’t wait for a response. I pull Tia behind me with our destination set. I have to get ready for tonight.