All Chapters of His mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Samantha's POV:Alpha Hughes and Philip go at it for what seems to be hours. Tears well up in my eyes. Emily sees me and rolls her eyes. "Why are you crying?" She whispers to me. "I-I don't k-know, I'm j-just scared. I g-guess." I shrug."Well, quit it. If you want to be seen as a fearless Luna, which right now looks impossible, you need to realize you don't have time for crying." With that said, I try my best to get myself together. Goddess, I am such a mess! "Are you done with that sentimental shit?" Emily says, as she fixes her blouse. "Yes, I am." I respond."Where are we going now?" I ask anyone with an answer."We are stopping at the pack house to get your clothes and then you're gone." Alpha Hughes answers. "What? I don't even get a day to relax!" I yell with astonishment. Alpha Hughes grabs my shoulders like I'm five and says, "Would you rather stay with me and end up dead? Or, go somewhere safe and end up dead for any other reason?" My options at this point seem limited.I

Samantha's POV:"This, this is my mate, Samantha." Alpha Hughes smiles at me, a genuine smile. It makes him even more handsome. I smile back at my mate. "You've been waiting for so long. Almost ten years, is it? Samantha, you look very young. Not a day over eighteen." Alpha Aleksandr observes.I can feel Alpha Hughes getting annoyed, he pulls me closer. "Actually, Jakob, may I call you that? Yes? Okay then, Jakob I am seventeen. Have been since February." I give him an innocent smile. He looks taken aback by the nine year age difference. I've never thought much of it. It's normal for some werewolves to be many years older than their mate."Huh, nine years. That's very interesting." Then Jakob walks away. "Damn, that was the most insufferable conversation I have had since my dad tried to talk about my 'transition into manhood' when I was thirteen." Dean walks up to us. "Who did you speak with?" Alpha Hughes asks, tightening his grip on my waist. "Boris and Alessia, they are the driest

Samantha's POV:The car ride is short and quiet. I've always loved silent car rides. It gives me time to ponder about life while looking out at the horizon. Seeing what adventure is ahead of us. We get to the mall and we walk around. The first store Emily wanders into is, LuluLemon. "What did you want to tell me?" I ask her as I look through their shirts in a size four."Okay, so for a few months how Philip has been dropping hints about starting a family. At first it was barely noticeable. Like, if we saw a kid with their parent, he'd say 'That looks like a pleasant life.' Then it started building into more. Like, he's pressuring me to have a child. Like, I can't just pop a pup out of my pussy!" Emily yells in fury. A few people stare, but go back to their shopping. "You don't want kids?" I grab a long sleeved gray shirt. "Sure, at some point when I can assure their safety. But right now, this second? No. I'd be bringing a child into war. I don't know why Philip is pushing me so har

Samantha's POV:"Stop the car." I said as soon as I saw Genelia."What? Why?" Jack wonders."Just, stop the car!" I say louder. Jack immediately put on the breaks. I rush out of the car, Jack following behind me."Genelia?" I call out. Her head snaps in my direction. Wow, she had changed drastically.Her body looks weak, her bones are frail and she had multiple bruises all over her skin. I begin to pity her."Sam?" Genelia responds. I run faster in her direction, and envelope her in a hug. She winces. I pull back and stare at her."What happened?" Even though I already know."I don't want to talk about it. Sam, you have to help me! I can't go back, please." My best friend pleads. Jack stands closer to me.Genelia notices his presence, and bows down to him. "Alpha." She submits. Jack nods at her."Of course, you can join our pack. Your mate will never touch you ever again." I promise. Genelia hugs me tight and whispers in my ear, "I'm pregnant." My heart stops."It's okay, it's okay."

Genelia's POV:I stare into his eyes. I get lost into his green orbs. What is going on? How will Oliver react when he finds out? Will he kill Dean? Me? Our child? I begin to panic. Dean notices, "What's wrong?" I look at the ground as tears invade my eyes . I can't cry in front of him. "Nothing." I mutter.I get the feeling he doesn't believe me, but he doesn't try bringing it up anymore."Where are you from?" He wonders. "I was born in New Hampshire, you?" I reply. "I've lived in Jackson my whole life." Dean answers."That's nice. It's lovely here." I whisper. "Yeah, it is. Especially in spring when all of our flowers blossom, it looks really beautiful."I don't react. Dean keeps looking at me, my eyes are fixed on the ground. "How do you know Samantha?" He continues to quiz me. "We grew up together." I sort of smile looking bad at the memories. "So, you're also seventeen?" I nod. "I'm twenty-two." Oliver is two years younger than him. My lip quivers at the thought of him.He's gonna