The Alpha's Stubborn Human Mate

Chapter 2: Fated Mate

Alphonse’s Point of View

“I can smell her,” Kairo, my wolf, suddenly growled. “She is just near to us!”

“Who?” I inquired with my brow all knitted up.

“Can't you feel the magnetic force tugging at your heartstrings? Can’t you smell her tempting fragrance?”

‘‘I caught a hint of a sweet aroma, a delicate fragrance. At first, I thought it was coming from the new mated wolves of our pack,’’ I replied and shrugged it off nonchalantly, my eyes scanning the surroundings. But as I drew closer to the ceremony, the scent grew stronger, almost overpowering, and it tickled my nostrils. It was so seducing that it made my head spin and my heart race with apprehension.

“Alphonse, how on earth did you manage to rise as the Alpha of the mightiest pack when you couldn’t even sniff out your own mate?!” His eyes blazed with fury as he snarled.

I braced myself for an argument, but my attention was suddenly drawn away by a sweet, captivating scent. It was so intoxicating that I couldn’t help but follow it, my senses overwhelmed. I couldn’t give two hoots about Kairo’s mocking rage anymore - all I cared about was finding the source of that delicious scent.

“Kairo, you know that identifying my mate is the least I know how to do.”

I’m Alphonse Percival, the Alpha of the Moon Howlers pack, currently the strongest pack in the North country. Despite holding this esteemed title, there had always been an emptiness within me - the absence of my Luna.

It was peculiar to contemplate, considering I was already 31 years old, yet I had never captured a glimpse or felt the touch of my fated mate. I was completely in the dark about what pack she belonged to, and the uncertainty gnawed at me relentlessly. I yearned for her presence, the sight of her bewitching beauty, the sound of her voice, and the feeling of her touch.

Whispering to myself, I marveled at the phenomenon of recognizing and having my mate by my side. As I approached closer, my heart pounded like a drum, brimming with eager anticipation.

I was greeted by a bunch of individuals, but I was already completely hooked on that mouthwatering aroma.

As soon as I reached the area, I spotted a woman with her back turned to me. It seemed like she was lost in thought, and I felt drawn to her like a bee to honey. I hurried over, hoping she would pick up on my scent or recognize Kairo. However, to my amazement, she was as unyielding as a mule and refused to move an inch.

With a deep breath, I spoke tenderly, “I can smell you, woman.” As I wrapped my arm around her delicate waist, I tried to control the excitement that was building within me. “Finally, I found you, my mate.”

With her face as white as a sheet and my every move making her jump out of her skin, it was as clear as day that she was my mate.

I held her close as I sensed her trembling like a leaf. She had eyes like liquid gold, lips as rosy as a summer sunset, and cheeks as fair as freshly fallen snow. She was a sight to behold, a secret treasure that you wished to keep hidden away from prying eyes.

After a pregnant pause, we locked eyes, my heart racing with awareness while she was clearly filled with trepidation. Finally, she broke the silence and found her voice. “W-who are you?”

I gritted my teeth at her words and narrowed my eyes as I inquired in an icy tone. “What do you mean, who I am? Don’t you feel anything about getting me near you?”

She nibbled on her lower lip, cast her gaze downwards, and let slip a hushed confession that would slip past the ears of anyone lacking keen perception: “At this moment, all I sense is your overwhelming presence, smothering me with such intensity that it sends shivers down my spine.”

I felt a bolt from the blue zap my heart. What did she mean by that? Why was I the only one feeling this?

'Kairo, are you sure she is our mate?!' I let out a bark of frustration in my brain.

'I can’t be mistaken.'

I gazed deeply into the alluring lady’s eyes, hypnotized by the richness of their hue. I felt a strong desire to hold her tightly, to experience the warmth of her body against mine. My heart galloped as I imagined the sounds of her moans and screams echoing throughout the room.

I leaned in closer, nibbling on her earlobe, savoring the softness of her skin. The sensation sent shivers down my spine, and I pressed myself against her with even more passion.

“How on earth could you not have a clue that you’re my fated mate when you have the power to drive me up the wall like nobody else?” I flashed a ghostly smile, not giving a hoot if there were any wolves or folks eyeballing us.

I sensed her strength waning as she clutched my arm for dear life. She opened her mouth to speak her mind, but then promptly shut it, as if the cat had got her tongue. After a hot minute, when I got my ducks in a row, I grasped her, but she promptly gave me a frigid push.

“P-Pervert! Let me go! Where do you plan on dragging me away, huh?! To a hotel and then what?” She let out a torrent of words, whispering through clenched teeth. And just when I thought she was done, she kept going, “Asshole! You deserve to be behind bars! I don’t even know you, so how can you get under my skin like we’re in a relationship—”

I quickly silenced her by pressing my lips onto hers. I could feel the softness of her lips as I gently caressed them with mine.

As our kiss deepened, I could feel the warmth of her body against mine. She had a jaw-dropping moment when I ran my fingers through my hair and irritatingly remarked, “So noisy.”