Robert mind-linked Finn and Amelia to tell them that we were okay, that I had calmed down, and we were going to talk. Robert followed me into my room, while he mind-linked them. Even though I had been working out all morning, I hadn't gone all out so I didn't need a shower. I went into my walk-in wardrobe and got dressed, into my red silk shorts and vest pajamas.
I went out of my wardrobe to find Robert wondering around my room looking at my things. When he saw me, his eyes widened and darkened, as they wondered up and down, taking in my new attire. I smiled, "Come on. Let's sit on my bed, we can watch TV while we talk."
He nodded, and followed me to the bed. I sat down, stretching my legs out on the bed. Robert sat down next to me. I turned the TV on and began playing Criminal Minds. Robert grabbed my hand and drew my attention to him.
"Are you alright? What Skylar said was out of line. Quinn has put her in the cells, to teach her a lesson. I will leave you to decide what to do with her," Robert informed me.
"As long as she apologises to me, then she can go. But, I am alright. Snow has quite the temper. She has never calmed down that quickly before. It must be you that calmed her. Considering you are our mate," I blurted out the last bit, quickly covering my mouth with my hand.
"You know," Robert whispered, pulling my hand from my mouth.
"I sort of knew. Your touch sends sparks all over me. Your voice soothes me and your kiss sets fireworks off around me."
"Trust me, when you turn eighteen, all of what you feel now will be magnified by a hundred. That is what it feels like for me, but there are a few added things. Like I hate being away from you, I want to do so much to you, but I know I have to wait," he explained, as he kissed my hand.
"You also hate seeing unmated males talk to me. I know everything I feel now will only get stronger, and trust me, I can't wait," I said, as I straddled his lap.
He wrapped his arms around my waist, as I ran my hands up his chest to his shoulder and back down his torso, every part of him was perfect. He groaned under my touch and I felt his manhood harden against the inside of my thigh. His grip tightened on me, pulling me closer to him. Our lips pressed against one another. I pushed my tongue into his mouth, his tongue began to battle with mine.
Slowly, he slipped his hands down my back, until he reached my ass. He squeezed my ass with both hands, which caused me to moan into his lips. I could feel desire pooling inside me. He was groaning, as my hands wondered up and down his chest. I slowly began to rock my hips against him. He groaned, rocking my hips faster against him, as he began kissing his way down my neck, which caused me to moan loudly with my eyes shut and head thrown backwards in ecstasy.
He stopped in between my breasts, and began sucking hard, causing me to gasp. He pulled away and stopped my hips from moving. I opened my eyes and met his lustful, yet pained expression. As guilt hit me, he smiled, "Don't feel guilty. This was truly incredible. I just want you to feel what I feel when you touch me, before we go further. I still want to make out with you all the time. Plus, that mark will fade in a few days, which will be after your birthday, and then I can make a more permanent mark."
I looked down and there was a bright red mark between my breasts. I touched the mark, feelings all warm inside. It made me feel like he was already claiming me as his. He chuckled slightly, "I am sure you can hide it well, don't worry."
"I'm not worried. It just makes me feel claimed already. I also feel we should be open about how we feel about our emotions, because until I turn 18, I won't be able to feel all of your emotions and you probably can barely feel mine."
He pressed his lips against mine, softly. Pulling away, he pressed his forehead against mine, and whispered, "I couldn't agree more. So, how about you telling me why you have a mannequin behind your mirror? I noticed it earlier. It got me curious."
"Smooth transition. I design and make dresses and other pieces of clothes. You know the wedding dress Zara wore at her wedding. I made it by hand," I replied, looking into his eyes.
"I remember that dress was beautiful and looked like it cost a lot of money. Do you have other dresses and clothes that you have made?"
I nodded, "I made one recently for my 18th birthday. I was going to wear it then. Would you like a sneak peak, or will you wait until then?"
"I think I will wait, as long as you don't mind it accidently getting ripped off of you later on that evening."
"Apart from working out and running the entire beast world, what else do you do," I asked.
"I read," he paused, rubbing the back of his neck, before continuing, "I also love to cook and bake."
My eyes widened in surprise. I smiled, "Really, well I would love for you to cook me a meal one day. Seeing you cooking a meal for me, would most likely get me turned on, really turned on."
I leaned in and pecked him on the lips. His eyes lit up, hearing me say that.
"Well, how about sometime after your eighteenth birthday? That way, when you get all horny, I can help you out."
"So, you want to wait to have s*x," I asked, my cheeks reddening like a virgin.
"I want to wait till your birthday, but I want it to be perfect for you. My first time wasn't perfect one bit," he replied, watching my expression carefully.
I felt a pain in my chest when he told me that. I wasn't going to be his first everything and that hurt. I looked down at my hands. He gripped my chin, lifting my head up to face him, and he apologised, "I am really sorry, that your not my first. I mean I am twenty-five and I didn't think I would ever find my fated mate. You last came here when I was seventeen. But, since you came back, I haven't looked at another woman. I haven't touched another woman for over a year. You will be my last everything."
I remained quiet, I just didn't know what to say. I felt a little better after he told me that. He grew concerned because I hadn't said anything.
"Violet, I really am sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. Please, talk to me," he begged.
"I am okay, Robert. I understand. I just hoped that I would be my mate's first everything. Every girl dreams of that to be true," I replied, looking into his eyes.
"I wish I could change it. Can I ask, am I your first?"
I nodded, and chuckled nervously, "You are my first everything. That kiss we shared in your office was my first ever kiss with anyone."
" You're a virgin, " he asked.
"Yes," I replied.
"Night has gotten incredibly excited, he is very glad that you will only ever be touched by us," Robert beamed, making me blush.
"Well, I am glad you're both happy," I smiled, before kissing him.
For a few moments the kiss continued, until he pulled away, and said, "We are both very happy. When we had our little make-out session before we talked, I and Night thought maybe you would have done some stuff, considering you were all confident when you mounted me, and began kissing and moving the way you did."
I shook my head, "I was very nervous actually. But, I can't explain it, the moment I touched you it all went away."
"That will be the mate bond, pulling you to me. But, let's talk about something. So, what does being a white wolf mean," Robert responded.
"Well, being a white wolf is hard. I am stronger, faster, I heal faster too, and I have powers that have grown stronger over time. I mean you saw Snow, she isn't the regular she-wolf size. She is as big as an Alpha wolf," I explained.
"I remember seeing her, she was incredible. What powers do you have," he inquired.
"Apart from being able to eavesdrop in on mindlinks, if I focus. I have been able to heal other people's wounds, only those in my family though. It could be possible that I can heal others. I can mindlink those outside my pack. More are developing, it just takes time for me to find them and control them," I revealed.
Robert's eyes widened in surprise, before he spoke, "That is incredible. Why did you fight your shift?"
I sighed, "White wolves, as far as we could trace back, have had a tragic life. They shift and soon die afterwards. One shifted in front of her entire pack at the age of 13 and was torn apart by unmated males trying to claim her as his mate. Another was kidnapped and, after years of captivity, she was killed by the Vampire King. That is why only the mated members of my family knew, like my parents, Zara and Finn. It had to stay a secret. I have the research on my laptop."
"Could you send it to me? I would like to try to help find out more. So, I can better protect my mate and Queen."
"Oh My God, I am going to be Queen," I said, slightly panicked.
He chuckled, "Yes, Queen Violet. Queen of the Lycan pack and all beasts."
"I mean, what do I have to do? What does a Queen even do," I questioned so quickly, I almost stumbled on the words.
"Don't worry, I will explain everything to you and help you be the best Queen," he said.
The rest of the day we spent watching TV and talking to each other about everything. Eventually, we had dinner and ended up falling asleep in each others arms.