The Queen of All Wolves

my mate

Daniel's POV

She was a perfect goddess, even her wolf was beautiful. Chocolate brown with cream highlights. I had never seen such a beautiful wolf in my life. When Thunder and I chased her I admired her lean and quick form, even when she lost us for a moment in the stream, she was magnificent when jumping behind us and causing us to yelp in surprise.

Watching her brush the leaves and twigs from her hair, I wanted nothing more then to bury my nose in her hair and breathe in her scent. She was awe inspiring as I spoke with her parents. Her mother was all for our mate bond and her father... well she was his little girl and he wasn't ready for her to be mated. i was next in line for the gamma of our pack and wanted to make sure that she would accept me as i am... not my rank.

When her soft grey eyes turned to me and shined out with love.... I knew I couldnt just leave her. She was my mate. She would never be alone. And finally, neither would I.

Thunder was tired from our run but was excitedly watching through my eyes. I felt them glow a soft golden brown as he came forward. "My mate..." he growled in a needy voice before reaching a hand out to her.

She stood, finally coming to us as she stepped to take my hand. her eyes glowed a brighter grey as she let her wolf speak to Thunder. "Yes, my mate... we are here."

Thunder howled in triumph as we pulled her into our arms and inhaled the sweet cupcake like scent that filled our nose.

Her mother sobbed happily as her father growled. Her mother spoke up. "Thank you, moon goddess, for making our daughter's mate so kind. Please, Daniel, is it?" At my nod, she continued. "Come in and enjoy some cheesecake that Libby made."

I was so excited that the mother was inviting, even though the father growled at me, the mother swatted him and led us inside.

The cozy kitchen made me smile, my aunt always had visitors in the kitchen and I found out that more women prefer to have their meetings in the kitchen rather than the livingroom, saving that room for more formal occasions.

As we ate the cheesecake I was even more excited, my mate could bake. While I was enjoying the creamy cherry cheesecake Libby went to dress. She came back down with a large suitcase and her father began to cry quietly.

Her mother took her to the parents room to give her the heirloom mating gown that her own mother had given her. I turned to her father. "Sir, I am a ranked wolf. I promise you that Libby will never be harmed by my hands. I will make her happy. Our children will be your grandchildren and we will have as many as she wants. She will be my everything and her happiness means more to me than anything else."

Her father listened and finally took my hand, shaking it and giving me a bro hug. I was so happy that her father was accepting me as I was... he mate... 22 years old and waiting for mate... I had never had s*x. "I am pure." I mentioned to him.

He was startled and nodded. "Libby is a pure wolf, she has been waiting since she turned fourteen and got her wolf."

"I also received my wolf at fourteen!" I exclaimed and sat back on the stool, shocked. "I dated... but never 'went all the way,' if you understand my meaning."

He nodded, taking a bite of his own cheesecake. "Dont let her cook... she can burn boiled water."

I looked down at the delicious cheesecake and c*cked an eyebrow at him.

"Let her bake or use the oven... but cooking isnt her strong suit."

"Daaaaaaaddy!" she pouted, coming back at that moment with a white garment bag. "I can so cook!"

Her mother snorted and went to get herself a cup of coffee, offering everyone coffee, she brought a tray of cups with cream and sugar. Libby put two spoons of sugar in her cup, poured the coffee and topped it off with cream before stirring... she took her coffee the same way I do... how is that possible?