Her Mate

Chapter 3: Midnight run

Angelique abruptly pulled herself up from the ground and began to slowly back away in the opposite direction from the black wolf, while keeping her gaze on him.

What do you think we should do?

My voice was in a panic, while Angelique, on the other hand, felt threatened by this wolf. However, she was still intrigued by him. I knew by his scent that it was Jeremiah's son. My wolf knew as well. His scent was strong and powerful, very much due to the Alpha blood coursing through his veins.

He stepped forward out of the bush. This time I could see all of him and he was breathtaking. His wolf was bigger than mine. I could feel myself towering under his shadow from a mile away. His fur was pitch black. If it wasn’t for his silhouette, he’d be invisible in the night. The bright, luminous beam from his golden eyes was just as mesmerizing. Angelique was frozen in place and I knew why.

She wanted him. I would be lying if I said she didn’t. The mate bond was strong and even stronger in our wolf forms.

Angelique, we need to leave…immediately!

I shouted from within. I couldn’t risk being exposed for who I was. Having a wolf as big and extravagant as mine would raise questions about my lineage. I needed to protect myself and those around me as well.

Leaving so soon? I just got here.

Both Angelique and I stood stunned. He was talking to us through a mind link. I had to be more careful about what I say.

Angelique, that’s your wolf’s name. I like it. Old, but a timeless name.

The black wolf spoke as he walked in our direction, closing the distance between us.

And what should I call you?

Damnit, Angelique! This wasn’t the time to give into his conversation. We needed to run, but I knew there was no sense of speaking logically to my wolf. She was enchanted with the power of the mate bond.

Axel

He replied and when he did, there was a gleam in his eyes. I couldn’t help, but feel as starstruck as my wolf. Before, I could process anything else. Angelique fled so quickly. She ran faster than I had ever seen her. We moved through the forest so quickly that the trees looked like odd geometric shapes in the dark.

Within minutes, I had shifted back into my human form and was kneeling down in the yard of my own small house. I quickly crawled to my clothes that were laid for me before I had shifted. I covered my naked body in fabric within seconds, scared my mate might follow me back to my house.

What happened? Why did you run? I asked Angelique. I could hear her sign inside my head before she responded.

The gleam in his eyes reminded me of his father. It brought out a sense of danger between us and my instinct was to run. He felt it too.

I knew having him as my mate would only cause problems. No matter how strong the mate bond was, he’s related to my father’s killer.

“I felt it too, but for some reason I still chose to come after you,” a deep voice called from behind me.

I was frozen again. I was shocked at how he was capable of keeping up with Angelique as she dashed through the forest.

I slowly turned around to be faced with a naked Harris. “How did you find my house?”

“It wasn’t hard. I just followed your scent…jasmine flowers” he replied in a cocky tone, while crossing his arms against his chest.

“Have you come to reject me?” I asked in confidence, ignoring the burning itch to discard my clothes and attack him in his exposed form. Goddamn this mate bond!

He let out a deep chuckle before walking closer to me. “You know what's funny? You’re asking me to reject you, while all I can sense is your desire to be touched by me.”

Harris was now inches away from me. Within seconds, his hand snaked through my wavy hair, and he grabbed a fist of my locks in his palm. Pulling my hair roughly back and forcing me to tilt my head up. Harris lowered his mouth down to my neck. I could feel his hot breath fanning over my flesh. I whimpered at how close his skin was to mine. He soon enough pulled my hair even tighter, causing me to gasp out of pain.

“You’re hurting me,” I spoke through clenched teeth.

“I have you right where I want you,” he said with mockery. “In my grip, you’re practically melting in my hands, darling.”

He was right, as much as I wanted to pull myself away from him. I couldn’t. Harris had me in this trance, and I wanted more of him. His smell, as much as I wanted to deny it, was intoxicating. The sparks I felt when his skin touched mine were electrifying.

“Then take me.”

The moment those words slipped out of my mouth, my eyes widened. Have I gone insane?

Don’t fight it, it’s our right to fulfill the mate bond given by the moon goddess

Angelique’s voice gently reminded me. She wanted him just as much, and we had both lost all sense of logic.

I was quickly pulled out of my thoughts when Harris pulled me closer by my waist. He tugged on my hair harder once again and raised my lips to his. I closed the small gap between us. His lips were soft and warm. I was intoxicated by the feeling of kissing him. I understood what it meant to have a mate and why the bond brought out so much passion. I knew Harris felt it too.

His hand on my waist pulled at the hem of my shirt, slightly exposing my mid-drift. In the blink of an eye, he removed my top with one swift move. The contact of our bare chests together created even more electricity. I felt an overwhelming relief when I pulled him closer, killing any space between us.

Harris’ hands began to explore the small frame of my back. Soon his soft hands made it to the front of my chest, his fingers lingering over my exposed breasts. His slightest touch caused my n*****s to harden and created an intense heat between my legs.

“You want me?” he panted in a small gruff.

I let out a feeble yes, as he entangled his body with mine. My hands rested on his broad shoulders as his supple lips left trails of kisses down the front of my frame. He stopped at the top of my pants and, without hesitation, he pulled them down. I watched him as he carefully touched the skin on my exposed legs.

“So soft,” he mumbled as he lightly pressed his lips against the top of my thigh.

Harris soon positioned himself on top of me. His dark green eyes leveled with mine. A slight panic arose inside my chest once I realized what he was about to do. My legs had been pushed aside, giving him a generous opening. I couldn’t believe how far I had let things get. But the touch of his hands on my body caused all of my thoughts to blur.

The panic inside of me soon disappeared into a need for him. Subconsciously, my body began to rock back and forth, signaling for him to continue. Without a second thought, Harris pushed his length hastily into my entrance. I knew just the tip of his length had stretched me out. One more thrust and he had pushed himself completely inside of me. I expected some pain, but instead it was more pleasurable. The way my nectar coated his throbbing length made my whole body vibrate.

“You’re so tight,” he breathlessly muttered.

I dug my nails into his biceps as he impaled me with each thrust. I couldn’t contain my moans anymore. The further he kept going and the more he pushed caused me to scream with ecstasy. Everything about this was wrong. Him being on top of me, kissing every inch of my exposed neck as he buried himself deeper in me. My legs wrapped around his waist, my nails moved from his biceps to his back, and my screams filled the air. I was enjoying this… enjoying him, even though this one night of pleasure could cost me my life. My mouth hung open, as another moan escaped my lips. I could feel my toes curl as the pleasure was now feeling completely unbearable now. My walls tightened around his length as he pushed deeper into me. With one last moan, I knew I had reached my orgasm when my arms fell to my sides and my whole body went limp underneath Harris. I could feel Harris tense on top of me as well. His thrusts were getting sloppy, losing the rhythm he kept steady for so long. In seconds, he left out a hefty sigh and collapsed next to me.

We were both gasping for air. Everything seemed like a blur, from my night run to having s*x with Jeremiah's son. I was playing with fire in the worst possible way. Soon, dread filled my stomach. Reality began to seep into my once muddled conscious. The high I had from the intimacy created by our mate bond was completely gone.

I worked up enough courage to push myself off the ground and make my way to the entrance of my house. I needed to leave and try to get a better grasp of the situation.

"You're seriously not just going to walk off without a word?" I heard Harris say. His voice was hoarse.

I turned around to face him. A small gasp left my lips when I saw him in front of me. I didn't even bother to look at him when I got up to leave. He was covered in dried blood...my blood. Sweat was still glistening off his skin and his breathing was still somewhat jagged.

"So you're a virgin?" he asked, with a cocky grin plastered on his face.

My cheeks burned a deep rosy red. He was my first and I had easily given myself away due to the trance of the mate bond. With that embarrassment soon seeping into my chest. I once again turned around to leave this nightmare.

As my back faced Harris once again, I let my cruel words escape my mouth. "You got what you wanted, now you'll have no problem rejecting me".