"No!" She cries again, but her voice gets smothered by something. Now that I'm getting closer, I know it's definitely a young woman, or even probably a kid. And a man is attacking her.I don't think too much about it, I just go. I let my wolf come out in the middle of my run and keep going until I find them a couple of minutes later in a lonely, dark alley. There's a man on top of a little girl, both of them are naked. I've never had to deal with something like this before, but that doesn't stop me from growling and jumping at the man to make sure he stops. He screams when I bite his head but in just a couple of seconds he shifts to his wolf form too and the girl cries in horror when we both fall on top of her, fighting. This guy's wolf isn't nearly as strong or big as mine, so I manage to subdue him almost immediately. He knows I could kill him like this, so he shifts back. "Don't kill me, I'm sorry!" He cries like a bitch. I almost want to, "Please, don't!"How ironic of him. I
I don't know how long we stay like that, just looking at each other in shock. I think hours. Days. But probably just like five minutes. "You're my m—“ I don't even finish saying it because the girl turns around to run the fuck away... or at least she tries, but she falls down, scraping her knees."Fuck!!!" She yells, sitting down on her butt to check her bloody knees. I'm still trying to process this whole thing, "Fuck me! Fuck my fucking life! Fuck this shoes!""Are you ok—“"It fucking hurts," she whines and starts crying all over again, hugging her knees to her chest, "Ouch, ouch."What the hell is going on? I think I’m overstimulated. This girl is a whirlwind, my wolf is trying to come to terms that he has a new mate and I’m still thinking about the fact that she was being attacked."Why aren't you helping me?" She asks from down there, "You're my mate, no? I feel like a mate would be helping in this situation.”"I guess I am your mate," I mumble. I'm really, really confused, "W
"Fuck, I'm sorry. I didn't think it would be so weak," he says after he recovers. I sigh and shrug, "I'll pay to have it fixed." "Don't worry, my dad can do it for free," I say and walk in to turn on the lights. They don't. I try five times, the light never turns on, "What day is it today?" "Uh... first of October," He says after checking his phone. The first of the month. And we forgot to pay the fucking light bill. Again. It has been in the little table by the door the whole month but I kept expecting Eddy to do it, and I guess she kept expecting me to do it. I grab it and lift it. Yep, it says right there. If we fail to pay, the light will be cut starting next month. "I have some candles. Come on in, mate," I say, forcing a light tone to try and lift the mood a bit, but my curse it's making it hard today. "So... the lights..." "Oh, we didn't pay the light bill, so now we're being punished for it," I let him know. I walk to the living room and open the biggest drawer under th
"Oh," I say, and I look away to hide my real feelings about what he just said, "A prince."Royal stuff is so corny. And they are so annoying. All high and mighty. We hate them around here. I can believe I encountered one of them in the flesh and not only that, but he’s my man. "Yeah. I mean, I'm the Alpha too... well, right now the title belongs to my brother... just technically, though. While I’m away,” he tries to explain, but it sounds like a lie. He’s trying to make himself sound less lame and it’s a little embarrassing. "Awesome. The one title my dad would actually respect, you're sharing with your brother," I mumble, trying not to sound annoyed but not quite achieving it, "Uh... so, what are you even doing here then? If you’re the ‘Alpha’?” That makes my mate freeze and gulp. He really is lying, huh? It’s fine. I lie a lot too. "Just checking out my neighboring pack," he says, but he sounds caged and I know there's something else going on. Maybe he’s not fully lying. "Are
“Don’t want to sleep yet, I want to talk more with you,” I admit. Justin lets out a tiny smile, “But I do want to take a shower, I feel dirty. Come with me? You can stay near me while I shower so we can keep talking.” “Alright,” he replies and stands up to follow me when I walk to my room. But before that, he grabs two candles, blows out the other two and then walks behind me like my own walking lamp. That’s sweet and convenient. I love having a fated mate. I’ll never have to carry my own candles ever again. “First stop, my room,” I say as I open my room. It’s small and all, but it’s nice and always clean. Which isn’t that hard since I only have a bed, a desk I use as a vanity, and a closet, “Give me light, mate, I need clothes. Do you want something more comfortable to sleep in? I have a bunch of men’s clothes. Most of my closet is hand-me-downs from my brothers.”And it’s always been like that, which is why people would often call me tomboy or ‘The fourth Johansson boy’. Whatev
He has a toned body, big arms and probably abs but I can’t see anymore because he turned around and now I’m looking at his ass. He has a very cute and round ass, to be honest. Everything about him is so cute— oh, goddess, he turned around again. Now I’m looking at his… I have to look away. To be honest, l've always been scared of the idea of a male member. So the fact that his is big doesn't excite me as much as it gives me a bit of panic, but I guess it's better than him having a small dick. And maybe once l'm no longer a virgin and don't have a negative ideation against sex in general, I’ll think it's great that he has a big dick. By the time he's done showering and getting dressed, I've just finished brushing my hair. It will be annoying to sleep with wet hair, but I really had to wash it after everything that happened today. And I'm not even talking about finding my mate, I’m talking about the guy who tried to rape me. He threw me on the filthy floor and my hair was tou
I've never felt this before: a carnal need to suck on a man’s lips and tongue. I'm starting to get actually dizzy from how good I feel, my body is reacting in a way I'm not very used to. There's a pressure between my legs that starts to scream for my attention. Of course, I've felt horny before, but never like this. Never so intensely. I need something to happen down there. I really need it. The pressure feels too intense. I try to grind against him, but the second I make contact with his hardness, Justin groans and moves us around. He grabs me and does a flip until I'm the one with my back against the mattress and he's on top of me. That was insanely hot for some reason. "I can't fuck you yet, Nina," he says with a stern voice that makes me pout, "It doesn't feel right. You're too young, I just met you and... something traumatic happened to you only a couple of hours ago. You need to heal first before thinking about doing something like this.” "You're being uptight aga
“Eddy, I’m not being stupid. It’s a long story, but he really is my mate,” I say, running to go grab her arms and try to stop her. She’s a little taller than me, so she can still look at Justin like she wants to kill him, “He’s a good guy. And he’s RICH. He’s a prince.” Eddy stops to give me the most incredulous look she’s ever given me. “Oh god, you’re even dumber than I thought,” she lets out, and before I can even keep defending my situation, Eddy grabs me and she literally picks me up to take me away. I can hear Justin sigh as I go. Just a sigh, that’s all. “I’m not dumb,” I growl when we’re in her room. “Nina, in what universe would a damn prince just show up out of nowhere to tell you that you’re his fated mate? Wake up, this isn’t real,” she says, grabbing me to shake me like she’s trying to knock some sense into my head, “It’s a probably the newest scam! He’s scamming you!” “What the hell would he get out of scamming me? God, Eddy, listen to me,” I say, and then I
"I don't like you, what are you doing in my palace? I thought I told you, your family is banned from my territory," she says that directly to me. "He showed up unannounced, babe." "I come here in peace," Cain says and takes something out of his pocket. It's a card. Nina frowns, but she can't fight her curiosity so she walks closer to grab it, "It's a 'shut the fuck up' coupon to use on my mom. You can give it to me at any point if you ever need to tell my mom to shut the fuck up. I will do it for you and I will be aggressive about it. She deserves worse for being such a bitch that day. I'll take the fallout for you." "To be honest, I'm not that scared to do it myself," Nina murmurs, but a smile starts to grow on her face, "However, this is appreciated." "Can we start over?" He asks, taking a step closer, "I am actually very, very cool. I swear." "Mhm, I’ll be the judge of that," Nina says, punching his arm like she usually does when she's play-fighting with her brothers. Cain tu
"I can't fucking believe I said that," he says, covering his face in shame, "It was extremely disrespectful, I'm truly sorry. And I guess you're right, this isn't new, I just haven't fully gotten over it. Of course I will one day, this is still new. But you're my girl, I do desire you a lot, you are very pretty in my eyes. I just can't wait for you to grow up some more." I nod with a sigh. "I'm not angry, not like last time," I assure him, Justin takes a deep breath in relief, "But I don't love to know I make you feel guilty or bad. It's good that we haven't had real sex yet, I don't want it to be a bad experience for either one of us. I want to feel wanted and loved. So, I think what we should do is... put a pause in the sexual aspect of our relationship." "What?" He gets tense and looks at me like I'm crazy, "That's not what I want." "Yeah, but it's what I want," I say, clenching a fist. It's not what I want at all, but fuck him for making me feel like wanting me is wrong, "Not
"I'm sorry you had to hear all that, I really am sorry," the King says, looking down in embarrassment, "My wife..." "Don't worry, I get it. Justin shouldn't have surprised any of us with this news, it's not something easy," I say, eyes set on my mate's. He's totally freaking out, "I think I've caused enough damage, can we just go now?" "Yes," he almost whispers and just gives one last look to his dad before grabbing a suitcase so we can leave, but he stays silent as we walk out, all the way to the car. And even when he starts driving, "I'm sorry, Nina." "You should be. This was 'that bad' and then some," I mutter, looking out the window, "About everything else you said… don't even say sorry. It's simply what you feel and I understand, let's leave it at that." "No, no, I don't want us to be at odds again," he says, his hands tightening on the steering wheel, "I want to clarify, I didn't mean I'm not attracted to your or that I don't like you, that's the opposite of the truth." "I
"Let's go," Justin wraps an arm around my waist and he leads me outside. "Wait, son, I'm sorry I haven't said anything. I was just processing and..." the King finally speaks and I try to stop and hear him out, but Justin keeps me moving. He doesn't even give his dad a look, he takes me all the way to the foyer. "Wait for me here, I'll go pick some stuff, then we're going back to Fox," he says and leaves, almost as fast as he brought me here. I sigh and look for a chair so I can get comfortable, but when a couple minutes pass and I realize Justin is probably going to take a long time, I start wandering a bit. It's so weird that this place has so many corridors and different living rooms. Like this one. It's exactly the same as the last one I entered. I don't know what specific purpose it serves but... I stand very still when I hear footsteps coming closer and then two different voices. I gasp and look around for a place to hide. I find a little closet and run to hide in there.
"Cain!" Justin roars and a couple of seconds later I feel some relief and I can breath again as the huge man gets lifted and my fated mate comes to my rescue. He grabs my arms and picks me up, "Are you okay, Nina?" "No," I complain, my whole body hurts, especially my ass and my chest. The guy crashed against me like he had a personal vendetta against me, "What the hell? Who is that hippopotamus?" "Nina," Justin sighs, still not happy with me. He moves away to let me see the guy and points at him. I know who he is as soon as I look at his face, "This is my brother, Cain." He looks like a younger, less manly version of Justin. "I'm so sorry, kid, I totally didn't see you," he says with a grimace, he's still trying to recover too. He looks at me deeply and frowns, "Since when do we hire minors, dad? Isn't child labor illegal here?" Great. Amazing. So, Cain is an asshole. I sigh and look at Justin, he looks even angrier now. I don't know how this is going to play out if my ma
During the drive to his pack, Justin tries his best to make me feel less nervous. I'm sure he can smell my stress, fear and nerves all mixed up in my scent. Thankfully, he assures me over and over everything is going to be fine and he asks me so many questions to get me rambling that I actually start to get distracted. Until we get to Kallistar and I enter the pack for the first time in all my life. I swear it's like a new filter is unlocked to my eyes. So much color, everywhere. There's even a big welcoming mural, as if a lot of people travel from Fox to Kallistar. The grass is really greener over here, the sky is bluer, the roads are so perfect and clean. This is a whole different world for me. I'm almost scared. Because I know this is basically my pack now. But I kind of like my ugly, old, messed up pack. It has character. It's full of working people who are always willing to help one another. No one thinks they're better than other people in Fox but I'm sure over here everyon
"So, that means... I have to be the one to do something about it?" I ask, swallowing in nerves. Justin lies down next to me. "Not necessarily if you don't want to. All I'm saying is... I need to relieve some pressure," he says, "I've been so stressed about the conquest and scared about my brother possibly being in danger. And you being mad at me. I was so fucking tired and stressed." Oops. I guess that's my fault. Or his, for pissing me off to begin with. "Well... if you tell me what you like, I could help you," I offer, excited again. To touch him, make him feel good. It's my right, after all. But again, Boring Justin gives me a look that says he's not that sure, "Do I really have to beg a man to let me make him come? That's not fun, Fated Mate." "No, no, it's not like that. It's not like I don't want you," he rushes to say. I squint at him. He keeps saying that but not showing me, "I just... don't feel... okay. Tell you what. If you really want to touch me, you can do it."
I wish we could do it again (and again, and again) but I have a feeling Justin will get in his own head again. He just can't accept me for some reason. This past few days I've been doing research in fated mates. It's always what I thought it should be... instant love. Instant passion. Instant love-making. Obviously, because what else is it going to be when you find the literal love of your life? People never fight it... except for him. And why? Because apparently he doesn't like the way I look. Or, he does, but then he feels guilty about it. I sigh and roll in bed. My nose catches his scent in the sheets and I moan, feeling all tingly again. I gulp and my hand moves down south to relieve the pressure, but then I gasp when I remember why I woke up so early today. I jump up and run to put on my clothes on go to work. ➿➿➿➿ Justin and his brother were successful. When I get his text in my new super fancy phone, I almost pass out with relief. He told me a few times that it wasn'
That makes her look up at me again, confused. "We're going to get the territory today. I could technically die out there," I say, even though I know the chances are slim to none. I guess I just want a little kiss. For me, but for her, too. { Nina } One little kiss. This man who has been practically ignoring me even though he invaded MY home is asking me for a little kiss? After grinding his dick against me last night? He has some nerve. "Okay," I say, because... what am I to do? I've been waiting for this opportunity the whole fucking time. I’m not the one who hates this bond. I know I shouldn’t be so easy, but I am. I want that kiss so bad. Justin licks his lips and ends the distance between us, but not too fast. He takes his time, looking into my eyes for a few seconds. "I'm really sorry I made you mad," he whispers, melting my insides, "We've only been mates a few days and I already fucked up, I can't even begin to explain how shitty I feel. I'm just trying to do t