Chapter 9: A Perfect Match
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-Wylder-
Someone had seriously damaged my mate if her first thought was that I was going to reject her. It wasn’t that I didn’t notice the differences in status between us. I simply didn’t care. Mates were sacred.
“I don’t understand,” she said.
“You’re my mate,” I repeated.
“But I can’t be!”
“But you are.”
“But I shouldn’t be!” she said.
I smiled a little and leaned back on the couch.
“But you are,” I repeated.
“Alpha Wylder…” she began.
“Wylder,” I corrected her.
“No, we stick to titles. No need to become closer or anything,” she said.
“I think there is every need. Mates are very close, as close as they can get,” I teased and reached out, stroking a finger down her cheek.
She looked at my hand, confused, as if I shouldn’t be doing that. Why shouldn’t I? It felt right to do it.
“Close?” she questioned.
I chuckled. Had she never been taken care of properly? Had no one seen how truly beautiful she was? Perhaps not. Many wolves wouldn’t have looked her way exactly because of her status, but because she was my mate… Oh, Goddess.
She smelled like fresh lemons to me, and I loved the smell of it. It drove me wild for her. I had scented her the moment I had rolled down the window and on the letter I had been given, but it wasn’t until I stepped out of the car that I had found the sweet source.
“Yes, close,” I repeated.
I reached out again, wanting to touch her some more. It felt so good when I did, but she scooted back, and it made me feel annoyed.
“Fleeing?” I asked.
“I just think… we should keep a suitable distance,” she replied.
“Why?”
“Well…”
“I have already told you that you’re my mate, meaning distance does not exist. We will be very close, little mate. You clearly need a moment to absorb what I am telling you. So, I will give you a moment,” I stated, reaching for my glass before getting comfortable.
Helena just sat there, looking at me. It was rather amusing, actually, and I smiled a little as I sipped my drink. However, she seemed to go through a lot of things as her expression constantly changed. What on earth was going on inside her?
She began to look me up and down, like she almost didn’t find me real, yet I enjoyed it. I wanted her to take all of me in, and I wanted her to find me pleasing.
“You… don’t want me gone?” she inquired carefully.
“No,” I replied.
“You want us to be… mates?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“As in…”
“Mates,” I confirmed.
“So, I would be…” she continued.
“My Luna,” I told her.
Helena suddenly began to smile, and it confused me.
“What?” I asked.
“It’s not funny,” she stated.
“Why are you smiling, then? I didn’t think what I said was funny,” I replied.
“Well, it has to be a joke.”
“Because?” I challenged.
“You’re an alpha!” she exclaimed.
I sighed and downed my drink before I put the glass away.
“Haven’t we already established that?” I inquired her tiredly. “I know what I am.”
“And I know what I am,” she countered.
“And?”
“And it doesn’t matter to you?” she yelled.
I shook my head. “No.”
She drew back, shocked. “No?”
“No,” I repeated.
“Why?”
“Why should it?”
“Because… well, a luna brings power with her, sometimes an entire pack!” she stated.
“My pack is quite big. More members mean more people to be responsible for, and I like how it is now,” I replied.
“But… power?”
“I have power,” I asserted. “I am powerful. I don’t need a luna to make me powerful. To make me strong, I need a mate.”
“Which a luna would make you!” she corrected me.
I shook my head. My mate had it all wrong. That was not how it worked. Often, lunas and alphas were paired because the inner power they were born with matched each other, and therefore, no one would be more powerful than the other, ensuring they couldn’t abuse their powers. However, sometimes we weren’t paired with lunas or alphas. Sometimes we met other wolves born with an inner power strong enough to challenge and match us.
“Which a mate would make me,” I countered.
“Who is a luna,” she declared.
I sighed and shook my head. “You got that wrong.”
“No.”
“You do,” I asserted.
“No.”
“Helena!” I exclaimed, annoyed and tired of her speaking against me, not even trying to listen.
“But it’s true!”
I shook my head. “No, we are paired for a reason.”
“I was paired with another alpha for a reason!” she revealed.
I felt shocked, drawing back, and she looked away, realizing what she had let slip.
“Who?”
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