The change ( his mate)

Chapter 34: Double surprise

Grayson

I felt so happy and complete waking up with Lara in my arms, when I’d woken up in the cage I’d found myself in wolf form and unable to remember anything that had happened beforehand, I remembered having breakfast in the morning, I remembered lunch, but the rest, all black.

I’d changed back to human, Leo and Amber had rushed in to see me standing there drowsy and disoriented, one hand holding the bar so I didn’t fall back down as I stumbled towards the exit.

I’d looked for Lara but she hadn’t been there and fear hit me, nothing really scared me, but that day, that was the worst day of my life, I’d truly thought I’d scared her off for good, she’d run off into hiding and I’d never see her again.

The wolf in me had panicked, howled, desperate to go hunt her down and bring her back where she belonged, with us. Leo had forbid me to search for her, told me to allow her some cool down time.

I didn’t listen, tried to leave the house, we’d struggled and he had to sedate me again just to keep me there. When I’d finally calmed down and everything had sunk in I realised he was right, I couldn’t go hunting her down and drag her back here like some caveman, I wouldn’t need to tell her the things I did to keep the pack safe, she’d already know I was a psychopath if I did that.

I stayed calm, went for a run in wolf form to get rid of all the energy and adrenaline in my body, I needed to calm my mind and Amber and Leo had joined me on the run, it had been a bittersweet moment, running with my alpha, my pack, but missing my mate.

I’d messaged her first, I don’t understand the whole texting thing when you can skip that and just call and talk directly to one another, but I know Lara hates phone calls, texts make her feel more comfortable.

She had ignored me of course, I tried a second time and grew impatient so called her, of course she didn’t pick up, so I left a voicemail.

Those days were hell, I barely slept, I only ate for fuel, and my mind raced with thoughts of where she was, what she was doing, was she safe, was she scared.

I felt such relief when she finally replied to Ambers text, at least I knew she was safe, I’d been even more surprised when Amber told me I could call Lara at seven. Those hours had dragged on like an eternity, but as soon as the clock hit seven I called and not a second longer, now here we were in her bed and my wolf could finally relax.

I watched her sleep, it was the only time I could stare at her without her trying to hide her face and growing bashful. I don’t understand beauty or makeup or fashion, but I knew when I looked at her she was beautiful to me, I loved everything about her.

I gently brushed her hair away from her face and kissed her forehead. I frowned, leaning in again I sniffed her, something was different, there was a slight change to her scent, but not strong enough for me to pick up, I lowered my nose to her stomach and lower and I caught the scent, still faint but definitely there, it wasn’t quite something I could describe to a human, how do you describe what hormones smell like?

The best description I could give was that her smell was slightly different, the similar smell I notice when I’m near pregnant females, it was always the same, a musky smell, but not something I could describe in detail. She was pregnant.

Excitement filled me, twenty-six was young for a human, but for a werewolf it was usually the time we started longing for a mate and pups. Being more wolf than the typical werewolf meant I was longing for that since I was twenty-four and I was happy at the thought of becoming a father, of having someone I could pass on everything I’d learnt to, but was Lara happy? Why hadn’t she told me? Maybe she didn’t know yet. I thought back to the pregnancy test Amber had gotten, could it have been for Lara? Had it come back negative or was she afraid of my reaction? All these thoughts raced through my mind.

When she had told me what I’d said about me and Amber, I worked out pretty quickly she was insecure about us, Leo had explained that the venom changed your personality, made you more violent, angry, it picked up on others’ weaknesses and used it against them, that’s what it had done when I’d said that stuff to Lara.

It wasn’t true, true wolves mated for life and in some ways I was more true wolf than a werewolf, especially when it came to things like that.

Amber had been helping me find a ring for Lara, I wanted to propose, papers and certificates meant nothing to me, but I’d do it officially for her because I knew it was important to her. I’d found a ring and the timing couldn’t be more perfect now she was pregnant too.

I got the small box out of my jacket and gently laid it on her tummy. She opened her eyes sleepily and looked up at me.

“Morning darling, when were you going to tell me that you’re pregnant?”

Her eyes flew wide open in panic and then she looked down and saw the box sitting on her stomach.

“Grayson?”

“Hmm?”

“What’s this?”

“It’s for you.”

She picked the box up and then looked at me. “I was going to tell you, I just, I wasn’t sure of the right time or how you would feel about it, we are still young and—”

“Darling I’m thrilled, I’m so happy. Are you?”

She looked at me and slowly a grin spread across her face and she nodded. “I’m happy.”

She opened the box and her eyes went wide, it was a small box and it should have been obvious what was inside, but my darling girl was always doubting herself, thinking she wasn’t good enough, hopefully I could change that.

“This is for me?” She asked.

I laughed softly and answered, “of course, who else? Will you marry me Lara?”

Grinning, she nodded happily, her eyes watery, I helped slide the ring onto her finger and grinned, “now you can’t ever leave me, or take this off.”

“Ok,” she laughed.

“Amber helped me pick it out, that’s why we were whispering and hanging out more.”

She groaned and closed her eyes, “I’m so stupid, I almost lost you because I came to my own stupid conclusions.”

“No darling, you’ve been hurt by the men in your life, it’s understandable you find it hard to trust, and you couldn’t lose me if you tried, and let’s face it, you’ve tried, many times,” I teased.

“That’s true,” she laughed and pulled me into her arms. “I want to get you one too.”

“Already got myself one,” I raised my left hand showing her the silver band.

“But I’m supposed to give it to you.”

I pulled it off and placed it in her hand. “Ok, give it to me.”

She pulled a face and said, “it’s not the same.”

“Sure it is, you can give me a real ring when we actually get married, this is to show others that I’m yours.”

“You mean to stop all the females lusting over you? I think it will only get worse,” she laughed.

“Worse? How can it get worse?”

“The thrill of the chase, wanting a man they can’t have.”

“Ew, f.uck off, that’s so disrespectful.”

She laughed and I pulled her into my arms. “So you’re pregnant huh?”

“Uh huh,” she murmured.”

“I’m guessing that’s why you felt sick?”

“Yep.”

“I’m going to have to take real good care of you,” I grinned.

“You’re going to be overbearingly protective aren’t you?” She groaned.

“Yep, and you’re going to like it.” I kissed her softly on the lips, gently dancing my tongue over hers, my hands sliding to her hips and tugging on the panties she was still wearing. I slid them down over her a.ss, taking them off and tossing them across the room.

Her arms were draped around my neck, her face pressed against the dip between my neck and my collarbone. “Grayson,” she mumbled.

“Hmm?”

“You’re being naughty.”

“Oh I’m sorry, would you like me to stop?” I ran my fingers up between her thighs sending a shiver through her body.

“No,” she breathed.

I kissed the dip in her collarbone, then her shoulder, leaving a gentle trail of kisses along her skin while still tickling her along her thighs.

“Mmm,” she sighed and then she gasped when I slid my fingers inside of her.

“Grayson,” she moaned softly, rocking herself against my fingers.

“You enjoying that darling? Does it feel good?”

“Yes,” she moaned.

“You feel so wet,” I whispered against her hair.

She was rocking faster now, the back of my hand rubbing against me felt good, I pulled my fingers out and rubbed my e.rection against her, between her nether lips. “F.uck darling, you’re so wet.”

I slid back and forth between her thighs getting myself wet and slick with her juices, still on our knees I cupped under her a.sscheeks, pulling her against me and positioning her so I could push myself inside of her.

“Oh, Grayson!” She cried out, tightening her hold around my neck.

“You feel so good baby,” I moaned, enjoying her tight and wet around me.

She gently rocked back and forth, I gripped her a.ss firmly, keeping her c.lit pressed against me as I thrust in and out of her.

“Grayson, I’m going to come if you keep doing that!”

I grinned down at her, “that’s kind of the point darling.”

“But-ah!” Her words were cut off as I thrust again sending her into a screaming orgasm.

I quickened my pace, close myself and looked into her eyes as I came. I loved looking at her during these intimate moments, when I climaxed I wanted to look at her, see her, she’d hated it at first, but she was slowly getting used to it. I never touched myself alone, I preferred to wait for her, or if I really had to then I’d think of her, or moments together we’d had.

I cuddled up with her after, she insisted we didn’t need to cuddle every single time after s.ex but I knew she loved it and I quite enjoyed it myself.

She was laying on my arm her fingers laced through mine when she asked, “are you hungry?”

“Do you really need to ask?” I grinned.