It was 4am, I was woken by the buzz in my head. Who the f**k is mind linking me this early in the morning! 'Alpha, its just me - telling you we're marked'. Jesus, Nate. 'Great, happy for you. Go to bed before I kill you.' I said it nicely enough, because, who does that? I know we are best friends, and I'm thankful for them, but its 4am and honestly, I'm a jealous man that he got to be with his mate before me. Childish, I know.
I try to get myself to relax again, I just stare at her. She is beautiful. How did this girl not have every boyfriend beautiful? How? She so smart, so pure, so...bold? I am in absolute awe of my perfect little mate. I cant help but wrap my arms around her and pull her tightly against me, I cant have her yet - I know, I am trying my hardest to withstand, but she is b
