Her Savior. His Princess.

My Mate

I grumbled and rolled my eyes at my beta and best friend. Another f*****g lecture. I'm getting tired of this s**t. I love the man to death but I would love him a lot more if he wasn't so focused on my goddamn life. Moon Goddess, I need some fresh air. "Liam? Liam! Are you even listening to me!" Jackson yells and I rub my temples before giving him an exhausted nod. He sighs. "Fine. I'll give you a small break. But you can't just f*****g cancel a meeting last f*****g minute, Liam! Do you understand me?"

At this point, I'm desperate for some fresh air. "I'm going for a walk. If you stop me, I'll blow up on you." I warn him and that shuts him up fast. He may not be affected by my powerful aura, but he does know when I simply need to have a genuine break alone with my thoughts. A chance to breathe. So I finally get out and he doesn't even try to stop me.

Of course, before I can go anywhere, I have to change my looks a bit. I don’t want too many people seeing me and crowding around like a s**t ton of groupies! I run to my room, an extra room for when I am at work late and don't feel like going home. I find a plain black shirt to change into and regular jeans. Then I grab my gray hoodie and zip it up.

Finally, I look in the mirror, my hair is too neat. I know how long it takes to perfect that hair. Which is why I take pleasure in quickly ruffling my hair up so it is a more natural messy style. Though, it does look a bit like I just stepped out of the shower. Oh well!

Satisfied, I leave the building, ignoring the staff that are ogling me. I don't give a s**t about what any of them think of me. For all I know, they could be undressing me with their eyes seductively and I wouldn't care. I do find it strange they can look at their boss that way. f*****g weirdos. I would fire them all but I kind of need them to help me run my business.

The cool air is already helping to clear my mind. I really don't care about the money I have, though I do use the advantage of more food quite often. I just can't help it. Not being able to eat normally for so many years made me constantly hungry. Sometimes, I wish I was normal. Not the most powerful alpha in Angel City. Not everyone lusts after the job. Me least of all. It's not my fault I was born this way.

Before I knew it, I was at the marketplace in one of the poorer areas of Angel City. Why had I come here? I never came here since I got money. It's not that I was prejudiced against the werewolves living here, the place just brings up a whole boatload and a half of bad memories for me.

I was starting to think about all the bad things when suddenly I smelled something. It was amazing. Like all the wilderness bundled up into one thing. Barky, yet sweet. Flowers too… But I’ve never been an expert on flowers so I wouldn’t be able to tell you which kinds of flowers. But flowers have also never appealed this much to me… My eyes widen. I know what this is! It’s my-

Mate! It's her! Look for her, Liam! We have to find her! my wolf, Cortez, yelled promptly in my ears. He nearly scared me half to death, I almost fell yet I managed to catch myself.

Back to what matters, I searched frantically, ignoring the weird stares I got from the people closest to me. I started to walk again, smelling roses now (the one flower I can distinguish) and... is that blood? Or can I sense fear? Fear rises in myself when the smell seems to be getting further from me.

No... Cortez whimpers. Come back...

Suddenly, just when I thought I had lost the source of the smell, it hit me full force. Then I saw her. And oh my f*****g Moon Goddess mother, she's perfect. Her long golden locks of hair seem to almost shimmer in the sunlight, her outfit is tattered up but I don't care.

I can see her soft tanned skin and... sudden white hot anger arises in me. Even though I can only see half her face, due to a cloak that makes her stand out even more, it’s enough because I can see fresh cuts and bruises, hints of abuse. f*****g abuse. And now the fear that I had felt a moment ago is no longer mine. But hers. She’s terrified, constantly glancing over her shoulder.

Anyone else may think she was a homeless girl, looking around as if something was following her or maybe someone… But little does she know, no one will be able to get close enough to touch her while I’m watching. Already I’m more than attached. Years of waiting and I’ve finally found her. I feel so warm… All my worries are forgotten because I’m so close.

I can’t help my rather inappropriate thoughts as my eyes run over her body, or what I can see of it. The cloak hides a lot but it does not hide enough. I can still see her soft skin, oh how I long to touch that skin, caressing her body, holding her close to me. The things I see myself doing with her. Of course I’d have to be careful to not hurt her because she is so small… But her size wouldn’t take away the pleasure of mating my beautiful Luna. Of having her underneath me, marking each other as pure pleasure drives us over the edge.

Moon Goddess… What the hell is wrong with me? I get that she is my mate but I feel like I’m taking advantage of her!

Yes! Take her! Take her good! Cortez decides to pitch in.

I sigh, No! I’m not going to just take advantage of our mate!

No matter how much I want to, it appears that that girl has been through enough without me trying to ‘make it all better’. That does leave the big question… What has she been through? And another really good question… Should I go touch her?