Alpha, My Tempest Mate

Chapter Three

Ezra (A few moments before):

“My mate is nearby,” I mumbled to myself as I stopped suddenly in my tracks.

I’d never considered having a mate before as I was always too busy to search for her. I was the alpha of the blood moon pack and with that title came a lot of responsibilities.

“Maybe it’s your fiancé, she did just arrive here,” my brother Ryland said beside me as we walked.

Ryland wasn’t my blood brother, that would have been impossible since he was only a mere human. My father adopted him when he was just a baby. His wolves killed Ryland's parents and my father took pity on the newly orphaned infant and took him under his wing. Ryland isn’t aware of my father’s involvement in his parent’s death nor do I intend to make him aware of it.

“Maybe,” I mumbled unconsciously.

His words were plausible since my bloodline mated within the family to keep the line pure. It wouldn’t be unusual for Deia Ansian to be my mate which is partially why I agreed to the marriage proposal.

The pull was growing stronger the closer I got to the front entrance where I was meant to meet my new Fiancé. We turned the corner after a moment to be greeted by two young women and my butler who had shown them the way indoors. The woman on the right caught my eye instantly, there was something otherworldly about her that seemed to draw me to her, that and the fact that my wolf was raging within me.

My wolf was clawing within his cage and demanding to be released so he could show his mate who he was. His mate who was standing there in booty shorts that almost revealed her ass and a backless white t-shirt that exposed her lacy black bra.

I slowed my pace slightly as I growled possessively at my future mate and Luna and the provocative way that she was dressed.

How dare she dress like that around other men! She's MINE! My wolf growled within me.

I snuck a glance over at Ryland who had also seemed to be captivated by the dark-haired beauty. Her hair was long reaching just the middle of her back with gentle curls gracing her raven locks. She was tall with a slender figure and breasts that my hands wanted to grasp and fondle. She was my perfect woman and I wanted to claim her immediately regardless if she was my fiancé or not.

I shifted my attention back onto my alluring mate and felt my wolf practically drooling over her body. My c**k had grown erect almost instantly the moment her sweet scent drifted over to my nose. It was throbbing with an incredible need for this woman, I didn’t care at that moment if I ended up raping her in front of the others who were standing in the same room as us.

Her black coloured eyes focused on mine as she finally took notice of our presence in the room. I could feel the air between us become electrified as the pull grew stronger as the distance grew shorter.

“s**t,” Ryland said under his breath.

“f**k off Ryland,” I growled threateningly under my breath as I resisted the urge to beat his f*****g face in.

“You must be Deia,” I said as we finally approached the small party.

I stood before her and gazed down at my woman curiously while debating how quickly I could tear her clothes off. Her sweet spot on her neck was just barely hidden by her long raven-coloured hair. Her scent was hitting me full on now and I had to clench my fists closed and dig my nails into my palms to keep a level of self-control.

Your Mine! My wolf growled.

“The wrong sister,” My mate said coolly in a seductive voice that made me want to pounce on her right there and then.

She pointed towards another young woman who had been staring wide-eyed beside her. I hadn’t noticed the short-haired brunette until now. she was slightly shorter than her sister and with gray eyes that would lure any normal wolf to her, anyone but me. She wasn’t as beautiful or as captivating as my mate.

I held my hand out for the brunette named Deia to take my hand in an open invitation. I was the Alpha and I had customs to uphold, even if I hated it when people touched me. Deia happily took my hand within hers, the heat of her hand travelled to mine as my eyesight slightly clouded over.

I held my breath slightly as a vision came to me consisting of Deia's future, it was something that wasn’t promised to happen but was a possibility. There were many timelines and layers to a person’s future, not many people knew that I had a Seer ability-even if it wasn’t a strong one. I intended to keep it a secret as it could cause complications amongst the wolf packs if they knew that I had a slight advantage against them. My ability only worked while I was touching someone which was why I didn’t like being touched.

“I hate you!” Deia screamed as she threw a heavy and expensive vase at someone who was just out of view.

“Deia!” The voice pleadingly begged.

The voice was distorted so I couldn’t make out who it belonged to.

I pulled myself away from the vision and leaned over to kiss Deia's hand, her cheeks grew bright red once my lips touched her hand. She looked like she could faint from all the excitement that was rushing through her body. She seemed cute but she wasn’t my mate and I had no intention of claiming Deia at that moment.

I’m sure her father would forgive me if I chose his other daughter instead, my wolf was growling in agreement with me. I released Deia's hand and focused my attention on my mate, I hadn't once forgotten about her. How could I when every cell in my body demanded to touch her, to be in her, and to claim that beautiful neck of hers.

I held my hand out for my mate to take it, my c**k was throbbing within my pants now at the anticipation of her touch. It had been ages since I had gotten laid and my tight balls were starting to remind me as they threatened to release my seed within my pants.

My mate seemed hypnotized by my gaze as she felt the mate bond just as strongly as I did at that moment. She took my hand in hers and allowed the intense electricity to flow between us. I greedily gave into the vision that was threatening to overwhelm me. I wanted to see how I took my mate and how much she squirmed from under me. But that wasn’t what I saw.

“Ersa!” I begged as she lied blooded in my hands, I could sense her life force slowly slipping away from me as I held her in my arms. She was dying and it was my fault!

I looked down at her claimed neck and begged her not to leave me.

My grip had tightened around my mates’ hand as the vision of the future overwhelmed me. Ersa abruptly took her hand back which I was grateful for as it broke the vision that had frozen me in place. I stared at my mate with a dark gaze, I was the reason why this beautiful creature before me dies.

I couldn’t see how she was mortally wounded but I was now determined to figure out what caused it. I needed to ensure that her future didn’t come true, I needed to delay it so I could protect her, so I could protect my mate. I stared at the space before me with hatred towards the whole situation.

I didn’t know how I was going to be able to keep myself away from my alluring mate, even her scent drove me crazy. My wolf wanted to claim her now even with the knowledge of what her future possibly holds. But I refused to choose her path for her, I needed to keep her away, so she didn’t die because of me.

In the vision Ersa bore my mates mark, if I hold back from marking her then she should be okay. She won't die and I can keep her alive for as long as possible, but I needed her to stay away.

I needed my mate to hate and despise me, so she didn’t feel compelled to give in to our mated bond. If she hated me then she would stay away.

“What's going on?” Deia asked as she watched our heated exchange.

My mate tore her eyes away from me which felt like a knife was being ripped through my chest. I only wanted her deep onyx eyes on me and nowhere else, I wanted to lock her away in my bedroom where no one could find her or harm her. The idea almost seemed compelling and I was considering it when her voice cut through my possessive thoughts.

“Nothing! Why don’t you go with Ezra and get to know him!” Ersa said while forcing a smile on her face.