The true mate

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

„Matthew, my name is Matthew Blackwood.“

After our hands touched I gasp. This feeling is so overwhelming. Is possible to get turned on just by touching someone? Apparently it is, I could do things with him right now and don't care that there are people around. Get it together, Liz! I swallow a take a deep breath with my nose. Maybe he won't notice. Matthew, I like his name. He's got beautiful eyes, baby blue. I've always liked guys with blue eyes, but never dated one.

„Nice to meet you. So... you wanted to talk to me before?“

„Yes! Yes. Umm, I noticed you here. It will probably sound weird, but I wanted to ask if you want to go out or go get a coffee? I... Got, this is embarrassing want to ask you out... Elizabeth. I really like you, not that I know you, it's just that you're really nice and I thought...“

Wow, he's babbling, it's kinda cute. He's cute and handsome and hot. What is wrong with me? I don't get a crush on people that easily. I just met him... But it's cute how nervous he is. I start to smile and laugh quietly. I should probably say something before he get's even more embarrassed and leaves. But what should I say. I feel exactly the same. A handsome guy approaching me just like that? Ok, just say yes, you know you want to.

„- there is nice small café near by or we can go somewhere else, or if you want to go another time we could-“

„Yes.“

He's silent all of a sudden. Was I too harsh? Now I look desperate, great job.

„Alright.“

„Alright.“ I offer him a smile. „Where is that café you mentioned?“

„It's near Old Oak street, 15 minutes walking.“

„Ok, lead the way.“

I can't believe I'm doing this. I don't even know him, but there is something about him that makes me calm. And his scent, what is it? It's so fresh and strong. It makes my legs weak. He reminds me of someone, I feel like I met him already, and that scent too, it's so intoxicating. My body is just telling me to hold his hand, to be as close to him as I can, but... get it together, it's just your hormones! It's been a while since you were with someone, keep in your pants! It's not real, it's never real!

„Ehm so you live here, Matthew?“

„No, I'm here for... business, me and my brother are here for a meeting with our partners.“

So he's probably leaving soon to where ever he lives. Why asking me out then? Am I just a fling, one of many he had here?

„We come here once a year, talk with our partners, friends. It's good to have nice relationships This is my first time in Ottawa though.“

„How do you like it here?“

He laughs to my question. I know what people think of this city, I can hear his answer already, it's boring.

„It's... not the liveliest city on the east cost, it's kind of boring, but I think it has some good things to come back to.“

I wish he was talking about me. Don't get your hopes up. You just met him, he will probably go to a bar and find some different girl right away, with his looks, voice, eyes, muscular arm, broad shoulders, scent. Why is that making my angry?!... I'm daydreaming about him again! That fu*king scent, I can't think straight.

„What about you? Are you from around here?“

„I live 14 kilometers away from here. On suburbs west-end. It's more boring than it sounds, but it's peaceful.“

„Are you from Europe?“

„How did you know?“

„Kilometers, you said you live 14 kilometers away. Here we use miles. Do you also use kilos and milliliters?“

Is he seriously laughing? „As a matter of fact, yes I do. You're old system is totally-“

The rest of the way to the café we talked mostly about random stuff, Matthew seems to be really interested in me. Maybe he's serious.

When we get to the café he takes my chair and helps me to sit. It's a bit odd, but it really comes in handy, because my back and my body still hurts. We order our coffee, the waitress looks at Matthew and gives him flirtatious smile and wink. I clench my fist, but hide it under the table, when I notice that Matthew is looking at it.

„So, Elizabeth. What brought you to Canada?“

Matthew's POV

Europe, that's why I couldn't find here. She was on different continent this whole time.

The conversation is floating smoothly. Looks like she's already feeling the nod physically and mentally, she's protective and possessive over me. I noticed how angry she got when the waitress flirted with me. I hope she will warms up to me soon. I could smell her excitement earlier when we touched hands. Her scent mixed with arousal. It was really hard for me to stay calm, my wolf was screaming in my head to take her somewhere and mark her, but I have to do this cleverly. I need to build trust before I tell her what I am.

„I came here to start a new life. I've always wanted to come to Canada and live here, something has been calling me here. I love snow and where I come from we don't had that much snow, not anymore anyway. And I needed to get some distance from my home.“

Did someone hurt her? What happened that she decided to run on the other side of the world? I need to know if I want to keep her safe.

„What happened?“

She takes few moments to think about my question and the she speaks „Family. My father is not the most loving person, or at least he doesn't love in the same way other people do. He thinks that fear and respect are the same thing. My mom finally left him when I was still back home. It took a lot of convincing from me and my sister for her to do it... They're divorced now, mom is somewhat happy, at least she can live her life the way she wants. And I could leave without my father manipulating me through her.“

„Did he hurt you?!“, how can a parent stay in a way of his own child? How can a husband think that his wife and children have to fear him to listen to him? That is sick.

„No, he didn't, he did hit my mom once that I know of, he's abusive that's true, but emotionally most than anything...“

She smiles at me, but her smile doesn't reach her eyes. There's more she's not telling me. I need her to trust me. Ah Elizabeth, love, I want you to be happy, I want to stay with you.

„I see... Why Ottawa? Out of all the places?“

„I lived in Montreal actually, for 9 months, I moved out a year ago. I worked there as a social worker.“

It was her! I met her last year. All this time, if only I was faster and found her, I could have been with her. A whole year with her.

„One year. We were waiting to find her again for one year. She was right there.“

„...I know.“

„Matthew? Are you alright?“

Why is she asking? She's looking at me with concern. Why?

Liz's POV

When I mentioned Montreal Matthew looked at me like he saw a ghost. Did I say something wrong? What is that?

„Matthew? Are you alright?“, his eyes. He's crying but only from his right eye, his left eye is black.

„Are you alright?! What is wrong with your eye?“

„Ehm, it's nothing. A dust got into my eyes. I'm ok.“

No, he's not. He looks hurt, emotionally at least. Did I say something wrong? Did my words hurt him? I didn't mean to, I don't want to see him hurt. Why am I so concerned about him? I should change the topic, we should talk about something else.

„Enough about me. Tell me something about you, stranger.“

Matthew's POV

„Enough about me. Tell me something about you, stranger.“, she's interested in me already, that's good. The waitress comes back with our orders. She puts my coffee and bill in from of me and gives me another wink. I notice that there's a phone number on the bill. I've had some women before, but I was only to calm my last, nothing serious. I stopped long time ago, it's no good, I felt like sh*t after that. I thank the waitress with kind smile and look at Elizabeth.

„There's nothing much to say. I'm 29 years old, I live near Calgary, my brother and I took over, you could call it family business after our father retired. I came here with him for a business meeting. He's here with his wife too.“

Her face isn't showing any emotion. There is no sign of happiness in her eyes. It looks like she's not even listening to me.

Liz's POV

The waitress comes back with our drinks. She puts my coffee infront of me with bigger force that needed, then gives Matthew his coffee and bill. Is that a phone number? Matthew accepts the coffee and bill, he can see the number and he... smiles? He smiled at her. Of course, she gorgeous. She's taller and slimmer than me. Not that I'm fat, I have curves, but healthy body for my 5'3'' frame. But i'm not her. I never THAT girl, the one. I was naive. I knew this is too good to be true. Why would a guy like him want to do anything with me? Anything that one night stand? I try to listen to him, but I can't. I drink my coffee and look at him, so he doesn't notice I wasn't paying attention. After he's dome with his telling I just nod. I have no idea what he was talking about.

„Sorry, I should go, I... promised my.. ehm friend I'll be back soon.“ I try to collect my stuff quickly and just leave, but my hands are shaking. „I'll call you and we can talk some other day? Yeah, enjoy your time here. Bye, see ya.“

Matthew's POV

„What is he doing? Why is she leaving!? Do something!“

„I don't know what's going on. Elizabeth, wait!“ I leave some cash on the table and run after her, she's fast walker I give her that. Before I can even get over her sudden leaving she's already out of the café and going to the bus station, looking at her phone.

„Hey! Wait! Where are you going?“

„Go! Get her! We can't lose her, not again! Not now! Stop her!“

My wolf all of a sudden takes over my human body, runs towards her and grabs her by her elbow.

„Wait!“

She looks at us surprised, but then her face changes into shock. When my wolf takes over my eyes turn black. I can do the same thing in his wolf form, the wolf then changes his eyes to my human blue. I forgot about that. She must be confused.

„Matthew. Leave me please.“

„No! I finally found you. Please don't go.“

I close my eyes and try to take control again.

„She's getting scared, knock it off!“

„But she's leaving us!“

„Let me do it!“

After I feel that my wolf let me take over I open my eyes and look at her. She's terrified, I'm squeezing her arm too tight.

„I'm sorry...“ I let her arm go, but look at her in case she wants to run. „I am really sorry, please, just listen to me.“

Liz's POV

I shouldn't come here. I'll only get hurt again. Stupid! Where's my phone? I need to find out where I am to get back home. I speed walk out of the café and look at google maps where the closest bus station is so that I can get back home and forget this whole day. The wolves, then Matthew and this, what was is? Was is even a date? Why am I so sad? I don't want to leave him. I want to be with him. Fu*k! No, he will hurt you, or you will hurt him. Just go.

„Wait!“

Matthew? Au, my arm, he's holding my arm too tight. Why is he here? His eyes. They're black. What is going on?

„Matthew. Leave me please.“

„No! I finally found you. Please don't go.“

What does he mean he finally found me? I don't know him. He closed his eyes, it almost looks like he's having a conversation with himself. When he opens his eyes they're blue again. Those beautiful blue eyes are looking at me with sorrow and hurt, he's really hurt and pleading.

„I'm sorry... I am really sorry, please, just listen to me. I met you before, a year ago in Montreal, well I didn't even see you, but your scent, you were... please give me a chance. Don't go, please.“

I know that I should run, but I can see he's meaning what he's saying. He met me in Montreal a year ago? A year ago. Scent?... His scent, I remember it. I could smell it a year ago, in Old Port. The scent, wood, snow and trees. It was him? How?

Matthew's POV

She looks at me with big eyes as if she's realizing or remembering something?

„Please. Just don't go. I'll explain over time. Just don't go.“

She's breathing heavily, but after a moment she relaxes. She looking deeply in my eyes, trying to find something. Please, stay.

„Alright. I'll stay.“

„Thank you.“ I hug here immediately, she doesn't seem to be taken a back, she even hugs me back. She's taking a deep breath of my scent. My dearest, I love you already, you have no idea. I promise I'll tell you everything, soon. I don't want to let her go, I want to hold her forever.

After what feels like an eternity in her embrace I hear a phone ringing. She looks at her phone and my blood boils. Kris. Who is Kris?! She just sends him quick message and looks at me.

„Matthew, I really need to get home now, my friends must really scared where am I.“

„Alright. Let me get you an Uber, I'll go with you.“

„You don't have to, it's really not nessary-“

„I'll go with you.“ I don't waist any minute and order an Uber, we wait in silence and get in the car. We're half way to her house when I finally ask „Who is Kris?“, it maybe sounded a bit harder than it should, but I can't help it. Is he her boyfriend?

„I haven't told you about my job, have I? I take care of my friend's children. Kris's children, I also live with his family. He and his wife needed help.“

Ou... ou! I was an i***t.

„She likes children. Do you think she will have little pups with us?“

„Don't let that go over your head, buddy, one step at a time.“

„Elizabeth? Can I get your number? To you know... ask you for another date?“

„Call me Liz, I prefer that. And yes, yes you can.“