All Chapters of Alpha's Human Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Four Years Later..... Airen's POV I slammed the truck door closed with a sigh. I turned and leaned up against the truck crossing my arms and closing my eyes taking advantage of the rare moment of peace. Life hadn't been easy these past four years (as if it had ever been). After getting the phone call about my father I rushed out of that hotel room. I was impressed that I hadn't managed to wake up the man who had claimed to be my mate. At first, I had considered looking into the whole human mate of a werewolf thing. More specifically how I, the human, was supposed to know if he was really my mate. But once I had gotten home that changed. I had given a brief and somewhat explanation of why I needed to leave to Melissa that morning, but not about the night before, not that she didn't try to get details. I had gotten home just over a day later to find my father practically comatose. He had had a massive heart attack due to stress. Work and life in general had finally caught up with

Airen's POVI tried not to laugh at the murderous glare Rachel sent me as her mother embraced her. I knew Carlotta would never let up or that we could never tell her the real reason why the ceremony was so rushed. So I decided to appeal to her sense of self-decency and the idea that her reputation as a mother could potentially suffer."Oh, my dear! Why didn't you tell me!?" Carlotta exclaimed as she pulled back to look at Rachel's very non-pregnant stomach."She wanted it to be a surprise. But with you being adamant about moving the wedding back I figured you should know." I interjected before Rachel could tell her mother that I was a complete liar. Which I was, but telling her would ruin the whole point of why I told the lie in the first place."Well now that I know, of course, you can get married tomorrow, darling! Of course, I still wish you had waited, oh but I'm so excited!" Carlotta pulled Rachel into another hug while Rachel rolled her eyes at Carlotta's delusion that she neede

Johnathan's POVI charged up the hill towards her, not caring about the bench that I was sure had just toppled over.It took me less than a minute to make it to her. I stood just in front of her and inhaled her intoxicating scent. She was looking at me in shock, as though she couldn't believe that I was there. I knew how she felt.I hungrily took her in, memorizing every inch of her presence.She stood before me in beautiful wonder, framed perfectly by the sunshine. She was wearing a white t-shirt and jeans that fit her well. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a messy bun and several stray whisps hung loose and framed her round face. Her eyes were as hauntingly beautiful as they were that night.A smile began to form on my face before something caught my eye.Dark circles sat under her eyes. Her eyes, while beautiful, lacked the amused sparkle I had loved. Upon looking at her more closely dread began to build in my stomach.She was pale, far paler than she had been four years ago. S

Airen's POV What did I just do? I stood there, stunned. I had just said that Johnathan would be sticking around. For a while. And that we would be seeing more of him. What had I just done? The whole point of me not looking for him this whole time was that I didn't want him involved in my life. And what about James? I internally groaned. I didn't know how, but I was going to have to keep them away from each other for the next two days. At least until I could figure out how to fix this. 'I could always run.' The thought had crossed my mind. My family had reached a point where I wasn't really needed as much anymore. Yes, Dad was still very weak but he was slowly getting better and he was working from home now. Between him, Mom, Elena, and Elena's husband they could handle my grandparents. And with my job, I could work from anywhere. A plan began to slowly form in my head. A tug on my hand pulled me out of my thoughts. Rachel stood in front of us, my hand in hers, looking at Johna

Airen's POV Rachel and I sat in the kitchen talking for a while. She sipped her coffee while I chugged glass after glass of water. No matter how much water I drank I didn't feel any better. If anything I was getting worse. Nasuea ruled my stomach with an iorn fist until even ice-cold water sounded unappealing. Lightheadedness and dizziness forced me to take a seat on a bar stool next to Rachel. My body was shaking like a leaf in brutally harsh wind and I felt weaker than a newborn lamb. Aches soon began to curl around my muscles like shadowy fingers strangling them. I tried to focus on the conversation with Rachel, and tried to act like nothing was wrong, but I knew that soon my nose would start to bleed and I would be forced to the bathroom in order to throw up the very limited contents of my stomach. The mention of my son, however, forced me to re-focus on the conversation. "So James is....." Rachel trialed off allowing the unfinished thought to linger in the air. I nodded and