MY MURDEROUS MATE

TURN AROUND

Devyn POV

I had been pointed to the restroom where I could smell the sweetest pineapples. I know, strange that a bathroom would smell like pineapples. Maybe this area is cleaned with the citrus smell. I finally put the smell to the side and walk inside.

The meeting with Elder Bevis has shaken me to the core. I have never been this rattled. It must be that I’m always more confident in cases. Yes, that must be the reason. I lean into the sink that is oddly situated in the middle of the large bathroom. It is circular so that the handwashing stations are in the middle with the soap dispensers above the faucets.

I stand there placing my hands on the sink. I must be going crazy because the smell of pineapples is now mixed with that freshly moved grass. I keep my eyes closed and take deep breaths.

I feel hands around my waist but instead of being defensive, my wolf takes over and allows it. I can tell it’s a man when he brings my ass against his groin. I feel myself tingle from the bulge pressed against my ass. He uses those same hands to lean my torso back against his chest. When his hand touches my neck, sparks erupt throughout my body. Without any hesitation, my head tilts to the side allowing my exposed neck to be brushed by the softest lips I’ve ever felt.

Suddenly, he pulls away and abruptly starts walking to the exit. I didn’t even get to see his face. Who is this man that made me weak wanting more of his touch? I turn to face him while saying, “Wait Mate!” He stopped.

He just stood there facing the door. I could see his strong but not overly bulky shoulders move with every breath he took. I was sure that he would turn to face me. We are mates. We were destined to be together. He is my other half.

I know I always said I didn’t want a mate and would reject one immediately. However, after just one touch, that thought makes my body ache with such pain. I can’t imagine never feeling his touch again. Surely, he feels it too.

He only stood that way for a second and quickly exited. I stood at the sink in shock. Was that a rejection? Did I disgust him? Does he already have someone? All these thoughts go crazy in my mind. I’m now full-blown panic attack. How did he calm me to the point of no anxiety with his touch to now having the initial reasons return added to mate drama?

Then I hear a guard enter informing me that Elder Bevis is requesting my presence. I acknowledge and try to steady my breathing. I can do this! I am stronger than this anxiety.

I take another minute to collect myself and exit to go to the chambers.

Jori, “Dev, what’s wrong? Why do you look disheveled?”

“It’s a long story. Can you put me together really quick if I have hair out of place? There weren’t any mirrors around the sink. What kind of bathroom doesn’t have mirrors?”

Jori smiling, “They’re in the room adjacent to the bathroom. Don’t worry. It happened to me the first time I was in this location. But it looks and sounds like something more than just a hair out of place.”

Elder Bevis bellows, “Enter”.

We all quickly enter the chambers. He is sitting behind his desk with a stern look. He motions for us to take our places and begins. “I mulled over the case. Every fiber in me is yelling to dismiss the claim. Yet, something is pushing for me to agree to a trial. I read over the reports again. I must admit they look perfect! Too perfect! In fact, I suspect Attorney Holland has some dug up information if she is anything like her father. So, it’s my decision to send this case to trial in 2 days. There will be no jury, just my decision.”

He turns to look at me exclusively, “And Attorney Holland, I assume you aren’t wasting my time. I can get very testy when someone wastes my time. The money Attorney Nellow requested will be small compared to what my fine will be.”

With that he gets up and walks from the chambers. I turn to see Duran and Jori looking worried. We aren’t a huge pack with unlimited funds, so the statements Elder Bevis made are overly concerning to them. I see Duran pull Jori into his arms and nestle his nose into her neck. They both relax.

Duran, “Devyn we have faith in you. Please give this your best! Our pack future depends on winning this case.”

As we near the SUVs, Jori looks at me and I can see the struggle within as she wants to ride with Duran but had promised me time for us to talk.

“Jori, please ride with Duran. He needs you near him at this moment. What I wanted to talk about is not an issue and is not important. I actually feel better about it so now I can focus on my task at hand.” I say this and she nods in appreciation.

During the ride back I was left with my own thoughts. Who was this man? He smelled so divine. What if he was part of the defense? I would have to wait until after the trial. I quickly get out my phone and start searching the names of the defendant’s team. Most I knew and had been around for quite some time. There were three on the team that I wasn’t familiar.

I pulled up the first and then quickly dismissed. He was just interning for the firm, was young, plus he had very dark hair and his build was that of a teenager.

The second I pulled up was a little older than me. He stood about the same height as I remember with a blondish brown hair color. This might be him. I scrolled some more and found that he was married and probably mated with three children. But what if he married for convenience. Maybe therefore he turned his back to me. The thought broke my heart. It’s true that I would never want to take a man from his family. Maybe this is my torture for not wanting a mate.

The third had been with the firm for a couple of years. He was the same age as I without children and no signs of a mate. His hair was blonder in the pictures, but it could just be from the bathroom lighting. I searched more and more as he is the most promising. Also, I notice the pictures are only of him and the guys. Looking closer I realize that he is gay. My mind wonders if this is the reason, we never crossed paths. This might also be the reason he turned his back and left me.

We pull up to the pack house and I almost run to my room. Soon Ginger was at the door.

Ginger, “Hey there my bff. Jori mind-linked me that you might need a friend. What’s happening?”

I could see and hear genuine concern for me, so I burst out into tears. This is something I don’t do. I’ve not shed a tear since my father died.

I tell her about the meeting with Elder Bevis, feeling overwhelmingly anxious, and then meeting my mate without seeing who.

Ginger, “Dev, it’s going to be ok. I promise. The moon goddess wouldn’t mate you with someone who didn’t want you. There has to be another reason.”

I tell her my suspicions about the defense possibilities.

Ginger, “What if it’s none of them? Maybe it’s a guard or another attorney just visiting the courts.”

“But he just left. I almost begged him to wait. Ginger, he just left me.”

She stayed with me the rest of the evening hold me while I sniffled. I finally fell asleep at some point because when I got up to change into my pajamas and use the bathroom, she had already gone.

Laying back under my covers, I started falling into a dream state. The first vision that flashed by my eyes what that of my mate facing away from me. The most startling thing is that I walked to him while he didn’t move.

I placed my hands around his waist and laid my head against his back. He somehow twisted so that now we were chest to chest. I don’t know why but, in my dream, I can’t investigate his face to see who it is. No, instead his head ends up in my neck and those oh so soft lips are running from my cheek down my neck and all the way across my collar bone.

I moan as he moves me against the wall. He lifts my shirt and peppers kisses along the outline of my bra. With the gentlest touch he pulls the bra down exposing my n****e. Those say lips cover and begin sucking on the nubs while his hands are still grasping them while needing. I’ve never been so turned on by just having my breast fondled.

He slides down my stomach kissing each inch. Raising my skirt so it now sits on my hips, he rips of my panties. His breath is teasing my flower. He moves down providing kisses along my thighs. His hands have found their ways to my treasure. My mate is rubbing the entrance to my p***y while his tongue has come out to taste the juices soaking my c**t. I’m moaning not caring who is close.

My hands are in his hair holding him tight right where he is. I’m getting so close. I want to see his face. I pull his head back and just like that, I snap awake. I didn’t get to look into his eyes. My heart is beating so quickly. My p***y is also swollen and aching.

I reach between my legs and try my best to mimic how his touch felt. I recalled each movement and fantasized about the warmth of his tongue against my lapping up my juice. Soon I was right at the same point as when I left my dream. Although this time, I kept going until I felt myself shatter around my own fingers.

As my body jerked and I rode out my orgasm, I laid there wishing my mate was here with me.