Choosing Between Them

Mates and angry fathers

Dustin's P.O.V.

I was confused when Michael said that. How could I be the love of his life? I'd known the guy for like three days. I give Michael a questioning look and he just smiles at me, then his mother spoke.

"Son, baby, I can see you're excited but I think you're scaring him." I hadn't realized it but I was shaking. A lot.

"Your mother's right, put him down please." His father said with a stern looking face.

Michael pouted before putting me down. I still didn't understand what was happening. Michael's mom seemed to notice my confusion because she spoke up.

"Honey, what's your name?" Her voice was soothing and quiet, something I wasn't used to.

"D-Dustin." I stutter out. She smiles and walks over to me.

"Dustin do you know what a mate is?"

I shake my head no. I heard the word but I don't know what it means. She smiled at me. "Its when two supernatural beings are chosen by the goddess to become soul mates. It means that there will be no one else in the world who could ever make you as happy as your mate."

I stared at her. What? That's all I could think. Michael was my mate? Just like that? "It also means I'll always love you unconditionally." Michael said wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his head on top of mine.

I just stood there completely still. I could tell Michael was getting concerned.

"What's the matter kitten? I know it's a lot and I didn't mean to overwhelm you."

I just nodded my head and turned around his arms still wrapped around me.

"Can you take me home please. I just need to think a little."

Michael frowned but nodded and reluctantly let me go before taking me to his car.

"Are you sure you can't stay? I really didn't mean to scare you." Michael asked, it was sweet that he thought I was scared and that he needed to comfort me. I simply nodded my head and we headed to my house. When we got there is quickly got out the car and ran into the house. I wasn't paying attention when I ran straight into a hard chest. I fell to the ground and looked up to see my father.

He looked very angry but since Michael was still in the driveway watching the scene in front of him. I waved and got up telling him I was fine and that he could go. He nodded and sat there for a second before leaving. When he was out of sight my father grabbed my arm and drug me inside. I knew what was coming so I didn't fight back as I was drug through the house.

"Do you know how long you've been gone?" My father asked calmly, him being calm is way worse than him shouting.

I just shake my head and look at the floor. He growled and grabbed me by my hair. I cried out as he punched me in the face. Once I had fallen to the ground he proceeded to kick me in the stomach. It was bad this time. I knew that but I also knew that I couldn't go to the hospital. If anyone found out they'd put me in a foster home until I was 18. Soon enough my father stopped hitting me. I felt blood trickle down my face and my vision blur before I fell into unconsciousness.

Michael's P.O.V.

It had been two days since I had last seen Dustin. I felt an ache in my heart but I didn't understand it. My parents said to just give him time but my wolf wasn't having it. He paced around inside my mind telling me that we should go see our mate now. I had told him no several times but he wouldn't listen. Finally I gave in and drove to Dustin's house. I hated how run down it looked and how small it must be but I couldn't complain because it wasn't my house and at least he has one. I don't think I could live if my mate was homeless. I walked up to the front door of the house and knocked three times.

No one answered so I knocked again. Again no one answered and I began getting worried. Dustin didn't seem like the type to miss school two days in a row. I checked to see if the door was locked, it wasn't so I went inside.

"Hello is anyone here?"

I was hoping to see Dustin watching TV or something but they didn't seem to have one. As I walked through the house I could tell it was old by looking at the paint chipped walls and dirty floors.

I walked down a hallway and to the door at the very end. It had the strongest smell of my mate and it seemed he was in there recently. I opened the door to see a staircase going down to what looked like a very dark basement. I walked down the steps cautiously and when I got to the bottom I couldn't believe what was down here.