The Mate

Chapter 8

I rest on my bed, my back to the headboard, my legs cross and knees touching his. He smiles at me, running his fingers on my thighs. He's staying the night with me while my parents are at the stay-in at the church. 

"Why do i feel this way with you?" 

He smiles at my thousandth time asking him. "You just do."

I pout. "Oh c'mon! Tell me. We've been sleeping together two months now, and i keep feeling this, what is it?"

He swallows. "We're mates." he looks away. 

"What?"

"We're mates." he looks back at me and frowns, "I feel it too. It's worse for me i'm over 18. But it's not as extreme of a feeling if you were eighteen. Right now, it feels like a crush that you cannot get over. When you turn 18 it's going to feel like your world will crumble if i die. Well you get it, soulmate stuff."

"But your fiancee..."

He frowns. "I can't leave him, Miles. I want to, believe me i want to be with you and hold you all the time but," he looks down at his knees. "You're just a...a teenager. And i'm not entirely sure about the mate yet. I feel the connection, but it can always change, and Peter needs me."

"Then why are you sleeping with me behind his back?"

I'm not complaining, i quite enjoy it. I want him around me every day. 

"Because I can't seem to keep my hands off you. I've been trying. I was able to fight it for two months but..." he licks his lips and blush. "I want you to be my mate but I'm uncertain. I can't possibly know until you've turned 18. And deep down i want to break it off with Peter but the nice guy in me whose been with him since i was 14, I can't."

That saddens me. I want him to want me just like i want him. He just never seems to want it. I don't know how we could be mates but he not want me. 

"Let's just...enjoy this okay? If it turns out we aren't mates then i'll just...fuck I don't know, remember my times with you."

I smile some. "Okay." I crawl on his lap, and he lays back. "So um, what happened between your parents?"

He admitted we're mates, maybe he'll talk about this. He stiffens underneath me, before inhaling. "My parents weren't rogues, but they weren't apart of a pact anymore. I can from the Blood Moon pact, but when my mom got pregnant they had problems. Rogues were trying to tear them apart, my mom was vulnerable. And my Alpha dismissed them. Eventually the pact died off," he says softly, staring at my stomach. "And they found my parents and got them, i was at school, so I survived."

I run my fingers on his collar bone, frowning. "That sucks."

He nods. "Talk about something else i don't like talking about this stuff. 

Alright, i know something perfect. "When did you know you were gay?"

He laughs. "When i was seven." He says and i blink at him. "Wow!" I whisper and he nods, grinning. "Yep, i went to school for the first time-public-and I had a crush on Tristan Olsen. Master at tetherball." I laugh and he rubs my butt. "What about you?"

"I was nine. Braxton Richards. Walked shirtless outside and I wanted to lick his chest."

He chuckles, setting his hands moving to my thighs, gently scratching his fingers up them. "You know you're a late bloomer for an Alpha's son."

"What?" I whisper. 

"Alpha turned into a wolf for the first time when he was 13. As soon as Alpha turns into a teenager they turn, normal wolves turn at 15, sometimes 16. Very late bloomer."

"Oh well. I'm glad I didn't when i was 13, that seriously would've ruined me, i would've been too terrified."

He smiles. "Well i suppose that's a bonus." He tickles my knees and i laugh, falling on my side, running my fingers on his cheek when he looks at me. 

"Can i ask you something?"

He nods. "Of course you can."

"What do you look like as a wolf?"

He smiles, looking at the clock on my night stand. "Want to go for a run?"

i frown. "I hate running."

"As a wolf. I'll shift with you, i know a place that's beautiful, C'mon." he yanks me up and runs me to the woods behind my house and stops on a trail. "Shift."

"How? I don't know how."

"Just command your body to turn." 

i concentrate, and before i know it i'm staring down at a white paw. I look up and see a bigger, brown wolf standing in front of me. My feeling for him grows, and he rubs his body against mine. 

"You look beautiful."

He licks my nose. "As do you, much whiter than your dad."

I smile, the best my wolf came. 

"C'mon, race you." He turns and starts running, so i run with him. I'm not as fast as him, I'm pretty far behind. But I take another trail and tackle him once we gets to the ending of my trail, setting my paws by his head. 

"I think I won?"

He growls playfully. "Get off me." i bounce off him and he pops up, rubbing his face on mine. "Follow me." 

This time he walks so i can keep up, and we walk towards a beautiful clearing of a river. It's gorgeous, and i shift into my human form and run my fingers in the cold water. 

"Wow," i whisper. "I didn't know this was here."

"I found it when your grandparents took me in. This is where i come to think." He shifts back and points to a cliff. "I sit up there, that's closer to our Pact, and it's a straight shot. It's pretty up there too. I would take you but Peter is at the pact house and i don't want him to smell me."

Jealousy runs through me, but i shove it down and just nod at him. "So, why haven't you shown me this?" I change the subject.

He instantly smiles. "I wanted to wait, until i knew for sure we were mates. I didn't want to get my hopes up and when i found out this is where i would've marked you."

"Marked me?"

"Bite. Claim you as mine. Since you're future alpha I suppose you would mark me. Our scents would be mixed for life, everyone would know you were mine, and I yours. I'd be off the smell market during mating season."

"God, how close are you guys to wolves?"

He chuckles. "Miles we turn into them, we have the same as them, only thing is we turn into humans. Same process" 

I smile. 

"Okay, run up the river with me, this is the only time i've really enjoyed running with a white rare wolf."

I smile. "Rare?"

"I'll explain later, race you!" he shifts immediately and runs from me, and i growl in frustration, following him. 

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He ran home after it rained so i made my way back to my house. My parents are cooking dinner, back early, so i sneak upstairs carefully because i'm naked, and take a shower. I smell like rain and fish, and i don't want them to ask questions. Hopefully they didn't notice that I wasn't home. 

I dry my hair and change in the bathroom since they still have my bedroom door. I slap on my shorts and step outside, both my parents standing at my bedroom door. 

"Um, welcome back?"

"Where were you?"

"I ran down the street to grab a candy bar at the gas station. You're back early." i try to change the subject but it doesn't really work. 

"Well, we went in your room to check on you and found something."

Fuck, maybe they found Blake's sweater. I really hope they didn't. "Well what did you find?" I play it off, but my heart is racing fast inside of me.

My mom holds out a picture and i grab it. It's a naked picture of Blake, you can't see his face so they can't place him, but you can definitely tell it's a guy. 

"I can explain that..."

"We don't care. We told you no more of that...abomination. You're a disgrace to this family name! We sent you to a camp to help your urges!"

"I'm gay! You can't just change that!"

"Well it's wrong!"

"Well i'm sorry but i'm not going to change!"

"Then go!" My dad yells at me, and I stare at him. 

"What? You would kick me out? For being gay?"

"Yes! We warned you in Michigan about this! I won't have a faggot living underneath my roof. You leave for school tomorrow! I don't want to see you back in this house until you've changed your sins!"

"f**k the both of you! Get out! And give me it back!" I yank the picture from my mother's hands and go back to the bathroom since it's the only place with a door. I slide down and stare at the shower, feeling everything crumble down. 

Second parents down, now it's just my bio dad next. Eventually he'll hate me too. 

Damn it. What am I going to do?