Claimed For Christmas

Chapter 13-Watching

Carter

‘So, you’re fully committing to this whole stalker thing now, huh?’ Walker linked just as he pulled up beside me. ‘I’m not stalking her. I’m just making sure she gets home safe. Now hurry up so we don’t lose her.’ I rushed before yanking the car door open, and jumping in.

“Seat belt.” Walker reminded me in a sing-songy voice. I shot him a glare, already annoyed. “Okay, I guess we don’t give a s**t about safety anymore.” He mumbled before driving back onto the road. “I’m sure Brooklyn would appreciate it though.” He added quietly before glancing towards me.

I clenched my jaw, hating that what he said actually worked and grabbed the seatbelt. Not because Walker told me to, but because what he said was probably true…Brooklyn would appreciate me being safe. Even though the fact that I was a werewolf gave me a huge advantage, it’s the thought that counts.

My eyes darted to the road ahead of us, landing on the red tail lights of the bus that was three car lengths ahead.

My mate was in there, and I couldn’t do a damn thing about it. Not that riding the bus was the worst thing in the world, but right now, it felt like that. My girl deserved the absolute best, and it killed me that I couldn’t give that to her right now.

Walking out of that hospital room, and letting Brooklyn leave without me was one of the hardest decisions I’ve ever had to make. Sadly, there was nothing else I could do. Since Brooklyn is human, and didn’t even know werewolves existed, I had to go about this in an entirely different way that I would’ve if she was a werewolf. Not that it matters…I’m just realizing Kilo isn’t a very f*****g patient wolf.

He wants his mate, and he wants her now. With each day that goes by, he’s making it harder to hold back. Tonight had to be the worst it’s gotten. Luckily I didn’t fully shift, I just ended up chasing her down the street like a f*****g weirdo. Having to keep our distance is a struggle. Her scent alone was taunting. In fact, it had to be the most tempting thing I’d ever smelled in my life. I just had to keep my s**t together.

“Your dad called again by the way.” Walker broke the silence, interrupting my thoughts. The cautious tone of his voice told me he must’ve gotten an ear full. I can only imagine the pressure my dad is putting on him to get any type of information he can without using his alpha command. That would be his last ditch effort.

After finding out about my mate, Dad has tried calling me every day since to get information about her. I’ve been able to push it off by telling him we were taking things slow…but I can tell he knows something’s up.

“What did you tell him?” I asked, knowing he would be pissed if he found out we were in another pack's territory. That’s why I haven’t shifted since being here, then my Alpha scent would be more noticeable.

“That you were taking a massive s**t and couldn’t come to the phone right now.” He responded, giving me a smug ass smirk.

“Really?” I looked towards him skeptically.

“I told him you were meeting with Coach to go over some things.”

Fuck, there’s that too. In two weeks we have the championship game. Coach texted me this morning asking what day we’ll be back so we can go over the plays, and I told him sometime next week, but that was just me stalling. I can’t imagine leaving Brooklyn right now, especially not after how Tyler ended things with her.

“So what’s the plan here alpha?” Walker asked, and honestly, I had no f*****g clue what to tell him.

“We keep doing what we’ve been doing for a few more days, then we’ll start moving along with the plan. We just have to make it seem as natural as possible.”

“Right…the plan.” Walker laughed nervously.

“What? You don’t think it’s going to work?”

“You want my honest opinion?” He asked.

“Of course.”

“I think you should just throw it all out there. I mean, it’s not like you can ease her into this s**t. Either way it’s going to be a huge ass reveal no matter when you do it.” He explained, and I knew he was right, but with the way she reacted when Kilo revealed himself to her, I saw the fear first hand. It wasn’t a look I’m ready to see again, not until she’s fallen head over heels for me.

“There needs to be some type of trust first. Then I can take her off somewhere and show her then. That way she can’t just run away.”

“Oh, so you’re going to kidnap her.” Walker chimed in.

“What? No. She’s going to go willingly.” I muttered.

“And if she doesn’t want to?” He asked, and I went quiet. Clearly I wouldn’t hurt my mate or force her to do anything she didn’t want to do…but her chances of running might be pretty damn high, and if she doesn’t have anywhere to go…that might be the best option here.

That’s not kidnapping though, right?

Brooklyn’s going to realize we’re made for one another. She’s the other half of my soul. My mate…the one person who was created just for me and me alone.

The fact that she doesn’t live alone makes everything even more complicated. There’s no easy way to do this when the roommate hangs around her all the damn time. She’s only left the house twice this week and was gone for barely an hour. Other than that, she’s been camped out at the apartment. So we need to do something about that, and fast.

Glancing out towards the road, I watched as the bus came to a stop a little ways away from Brooklyn’s apartment building. Her car wouldn’t be done for another week. As much as I tried to rush that s**t, the part they needed was back ordered. She thinks her insurance is going to cover it, but I was able to call the guy and sway him into not saying anything. I’m even having them detail the f**k out of it.

Hell, I wanted the guy to tell her the car was totaled so she could get a new one, but the accident wasn’t that bad so she might get suspicious.

When we’re finally together though, I’ll take her to the dealership to pick out whatever car she wants. So this will have to do for the time being.

The doors of the bus opened, and Brooklyn stepped off. My body leaned forward, making it so I could get a better look as I locked my gaze onto my mate desperately. Sparks exploded in the back of my head. It was like seeing her for the first time all over again.

“Is that the only jacket she owns? It’s thin as shit.” Walker mumbled, sounding concerned. As much as he’s trying not to play into it for Kilo’s sake, I know he feels a certain way about her too. Obviously not in the way I do, but in a protective type of way. She’s his future Luna after all. His wolf, Grey, has a special connection with her just as much as he does with me.

That’s why Walker didn’t even hesitate when I told him I planned on following Brooklyn back to Pennbrook. He was ready to tag right along.

I watched Brooklyn make her way to her building, completely mesmerized by my mate in every way possible. My c**k swelled as I dragged my gaze up and down her small frame. Thoughts of ways to keep her warm ran through my mind as I pictured all of the naughty things we would be doing together.

Brooklyn’s raven black hair blew behind her, revealing her creamy white skin as she huddled into her jacket even more.

When she’s finally mine, I’m going to be glued to her every damn second. She’ll never know what it’s like to be cold ever again.

Brooklyn’s clearly had a hard life. She didn’t go into much detail in the time I was with her, but from what little she had told me and the information I was able to get on her, it appears she’s been in and out of foster homes for most of her life.

From what I was able to find out about her family, her mother was placed in a psychiatric ward when Brooklyn was only a child. What for, I wasn’t able to dig that far, but it appears her mother was all Brooklyn had.

I can’t even imagine how life must’ve been for her.

That’s why I’m going to fix things…everything to be exact. I want to give Brooklyn the life she deserves, and I plan on doing just that as soon as possible.

“Let’s move the plan up a little.” I said, keeping my gaze locked onto my mate as she walked to the building.

I’m not sure how much longer I can hold Kilo back…and truthfully, it’s becoming just as hard for me as it is him.

“It’s operation meet-cute time?” Walker rushed excitedly, and I rolled my eyes.

“I can’t believe you're really calling it that.” I muttered. Technically we already met before, so I’m not sure he’s using that term correctly, but I don’t have the energy to argue with him about it right now.

“What can I say? I’m a hopeless romantic.” Walker added, and I just continued to stare outside, not responding back to him.

My mind started to drift to that place it goes whenever she disappears from my sight. I start to imagine all the things she’s doing and how badly I want to do them with her.

Soon. Just a little longer my beautiful mate, and we’ll be together soon.