Pack of the Green Hill

His Mate

Many glances or stares were directed at her direction. She looked back at some of them and tried to be friendly, but all this staring was bothering her. She was not used to this attention and Jonathon did not do anything to ease the tension. He was caught up by close members of his pack and was smiling and laughing. Bravo for finding your mate she thought sarcastically. It was her wolf, who became cynical, but she could empathize with her. The male behavior was getting on her nerves. She wanted to finish the introductions or whatever he had to say and take some time to process in a secluded area the events, which had occurred within the past days. She looked up to him and he had sensed her look. The “get it over with look” from Gloria sobered him up. He hid his displeasure about her look well however she had noted it. “Dear All, thank you for coming here so that I can share this wonderful news about having my mate and our Luna within the pack. Please make her welcome. We will host within one week a “Welcome Luna Party” with other pack members“. She looked surprised. Wasn’t one week a bit fast? All the others were also surprised about the speed but were overjoyed that he took the traditions from the Elders so seriously.

Many came to her after his speech and introduced themselves to her. Different names and faces were passing her. Michelle, Jessica, Arnold, Joe, Ashton etc. many ages, many faces, it was a lot to take in. For them it was one name and one face to remember for her it was many. Some shook her hand others went straight for a hug. Exclusively females were the hugging once since one or two males had attempted a hug but were glared on by Jonathon before they could even touch her. She looked at him. His feature was dark, and his canines had shown quickly. A slow growl came out of his mouth. Dominance was something she was used to. Unfortunately.

Jim was not dominant and was not overly possessive. Since he is not real, her wolf responded to her. If he would be real, he would not be dominant and possessive, she responded back to her wolf to which she just rolled her eyes. Jim was her day dream mate. She had created him through pure imagination. Whenever, she was bored or did not feel safe in an environment, she was picturing a life with Jim the farmer. Jim was in her thoughts the caring, kind and not dominant mate. They had children together in her day dreams and they were living a simple life, but she did not mind it because he and her children were her happiness. Whenever she pictured this life, a smile was seen on her features.

After a long time, finally all the pack members excused themselves in one way or another and left Jonathon, Niels and her alone. Also, Niels, reading the room disappeared soon afterword’s. She was idling around unsure if she wanted to be alone with her mate. Jonathon came closer to her and grabbed her upper arm. Tingles shot at his tight grab, but she felt annoyed that he did not choose to take her hand instead to lead the way. It was a pure dominant move. “Come”. As if she had another choice being grabbed by him in a firm manner, which she could not escape even if she would have struggled to. He was much stronger than her. She was dragged past many rooms through a long corridor. At some point he turned sharply to the left and there was only one door. He swiftly opened it and pulled her inside. He did not ease on his grip until she struggled out of it. “Your grip will leave a bruise behind. I can walk normally and do not need to be dragged on.” “You seemed to be unwilling to come, so I thought I would convince you” he grunted back. Her suitcases were already in the room, but her full attention was on him. She was close to the wall and he stepped closer to her forcing her to take a step back. He reached behind her and closed the door, so that he was hovering above her and she could feel his breath on her his face. “What are you doing?”. Her question sounded timidly. “You are in my pack and in my room as my mate. What do you think that I will be doing?” She looked scared up and took a tiny step back and her back hit the wall. He took another step towards her. “Should we not get to know each other better before getting..intimate?” she stuttered with widened eyes. His eyes were black, and his canines were extended. “Why wait?” was all he said as he bit in her neck swiftly and unexpectedly. She screamed because of the sudden pain of his canines piercing through her delicate flesh. He kept his canines longer in and although her scream hat turned into a moan, she could feel the pain. Involuntarily, tears were running down her cheeks and she tried to push him away with her hands on his strong breast, but it was like trying to move a mountain. All she could feel were his muscles of steel. He extracted his canines and licked the blood away. Some blood drops had spilled into her clothes. She looked shocked at him and said with a shaky voice “Could you not have waited another day or two?” “No” and looked satisfied with himself and the mark on her neck. His mate was marked. She knew now who the boss was. This thought were easy to read on his facial feature. She had a look of hurt but he did not let himself be bothered by it. It had to be done. “I will take a shower” with these words he went to the bathroom and left her alone in the room. She was leaning on the wall whilst trying to control her shaking. She slid down on the wall and hugged her knees until the shaking stopped. She heard how he turned on the shower and was whistling a happy tune whilst showering. At least one of us is happy, she thought miserable. Once the shaking stopped, she went to the big wall, where the mirror was hanging. Her eyes were red from the crying but other than that she looked fine. She shifted her gaze towards the marking and was surprised at what she saw. She leaned closer to the mirror to see the detailed carvings. There were two wolves entangled with each other. The male wolf was caressing the female wolf. That was not how it felt like when he bit her. Once she shifted her gaze, she was surprised that an almost naked Jonathon was standing right behind her. He was wearing a towel lazily around his hips. His impressive biceps and muscles were on full display. She did not allow her to get excited by his display of a great body. He had bitten her without her consent! He gripped her waist and pulled her towards him and tilted her neck to look closer at the markings. He had manhandled her again! His pure strength on full display she thought furiously. “Do you like it?” his voice was huskily and deep. A sign that his wolf was again under control. “I do like the marking but the way you did it was not ok”. She had said in a calm voice as not to anger his wolf. He was surprised about her direct words but looked down at her and pressed her body even closer to his. One was wrapped around her waist the other one holding her neck in place. Her back was tightly pressed against his front. They were standing in front of the mirror. He whispered close to her ear “Perhaps, we should complete the mating process” dismissing her words. She shuddered and her eyes widened with shock and fear. His hold was so tight that she could not move at all. Her heart rate had increased. Surely, he would not force himself upon her without her permission. She looked straight into his eyes and saw only determination.