His Chosen Mate (Complete- Standalone)

Chapter 18

I’ve never felt so rested, so content as I did waking in my fated mates arms. There was a peace thrumming between us, a near tangible tether that drew the two of us together, the longer we were together the thicker the bond grew. As the morning light peered into the bedroom and I listened to the shallow slumbering breaths of Troy behind me. He was so warm, so strong, his arm draped over my stomach, his leg tangeled between mine. As wonderful as he felt I kept reminding myself of his sudden mood swings, his violent outburst yesterday. I had to push away the mind blowing s*x and the apology he issued as he knelt before me.

This man is dangerous. I chanted over and over in my head as I felt his presence thickening behind me. I closed my eyes and leaned back into him. Arching my back so my ass would press firmly against him. My body and my wolf are traitors. I know better than this but they melt in his presence.

“Morning.” He purred into my ear. I moaned back in response, tilting my head to expose my neck to his warm breath. His fingers dragged along the the top of my thigh, going under the shirt I slept in, till his callous strong hands reach the swell of my breasts. He grabbed and handful and then ran the pad of his thumb over a n****e. My eyes rolling back behind my lids as my mouth parted and a small plea came out from between my lips.

“I want to taste you.” He purred as he shifted to his knees, working his way down the bed, nestling between my thighs. He planted a trail of kissed from my knee up along my inner thigh, nibbling at the sensitive skin. I could feel his breath hovering above me and my body responded with a glistening desire. He flicked my c**t with his tongue, before lapping at it with his wide tongue pressing flat against it. He pulled away with a suck before licking up the wetness between my folds. His slow, thick tongue licking from entrance to my c**t, nibbling and sucking along my folds. I was whimpering beneath him, enjoying his tongues worship of me when he buried his tongue inside me. I screamed. I could feel his nose on my c**t as his drove his tongue in and out of me. My hips started rocking with his rhythm.

“That’s it baby girl.” He groaned as he buried his face deep in between my thighs. He started to purr and the vibration set me off. I was at the edge and when he reached his thumb across my c**t, I exploded with him buried inbetween my folds. He growled as my thighs clamped down around him. But he used his hands to push my thighs back down against the bed, he tongue still buried in side me, sucking and licking everything that I had.

I threw my head back, my chest rising and falling. When Troy came up to give me a kiss. I could taste myself on him and I loved it. Something about the way he raptured me, feasted on me and left the evidence on his face before kissing me was incredibly attractive.

“I have some things I need to get done this morning. But I thought about it last night and we should get your things in the Bay. I could get someone to pack it up and bring it down or we could go up there together?”

I hadn’t really thought about it. I got prisoner vibes from Troy, but it seemed like he wanted to be nice to me right now. “I’d like to pack my own things. Close up the condo if thats okay?” I’d also like to keep my job and not move down here but I wasn’t gonna push my luck.

“Ok, Michael is gonna take you to the hospital. I am gonna pick you up after and we will go from there. Does that sound okay?” Who the hell is this and what did he do with the disgusted alpha from yesterday?

“Yes. Thank you.” I say sitting up in bed as I study him. If you take all his physical features he is my type, 100%. I prefer the dark hair, tan skin, I wonder what his nationality is, curls like his aren’t common, maybe greek or african. I want to ask him but I am trying to keep my talking to a minimum. I don’t know what will trigger him and I like this version of him.

“I’ll see you later.” He drops a kiss on my forehead and heads out the room.

Within the minute that Troy leaves, Michael is knocking on the door. “Ready to go?” I hear him call from the hallway.

Am I really about the get a fertility check from my cousin? Is this what is happening right now? I climb out of bed, pull my hair into a messy bun and look in the mirror. I look decent enough. “Let me brush my teeth and change.” I call back.

We drive to the hospital silent. As we pull into the employee parking garage I see my Aunt already parked waiting to receive us.

“Morning Ashleigh.” My Aunt is quick to embrace me and lead me through the automatic doors leading into the hospital. “How did you sleep? How was your night?”

“Suprisingly well.” I say honestly.

“Well, its not too much of a surprise.” She cooes.

“What do you mean?”

“Just mate bonds, lots of perks of them. Including the best sleep you’ll ever know.” My aunt seems to be speaking from experience.

“Since my mother was human and my dad died when I was so young. I honestly don’t know as much as I should about wolf culture. As an outcast in my pack, I was treated like a second citizen, I only know what I do because of things I overheard or stuff that is common knowledge. I know nothing about mate bonds.”

“We can try to answer any questions you have.” My aunt gave me a reassuring smile as my cousin led us through the long corridor of a hospital. A sterile smell filled the halls, that was lined with a dozen doors all closed. After walking through a third set of double doors we were in a room with a ct scan. Michael had me lay down in the machine, tucking my arms in before he performed a scan. Then he led my aunt and I to an examine room, three stories up. Unlike the bottom levels of the hospital, theses halls were bright and welcoming the rooms had windows showcasing the daylight and hospital grounds.

“I have doctor Nakashimi coming to do your gynlelogical exam but she is in a delivery right now. I’m gonna do the basic run through, grab some blood. But you guys can ignore me while I get into the system and request these labs.”

“Now is a good time if you have questions.” My aunt encouraged me.

“Whats the deal with fated mates?’

My aunt spoke first, “Supposedly every wolf has a fated mate. Essentially the other half of your wolf soul. While our human brains and bodies have some say in our response to our mates. Not a whole lot. The desire for our wolves is so strong it overrides the human response. So, you could hate your fated mate or be phsyically unnattracted to them but your wolfs desire would render you useless. The need to claim your mate is near impossible to resist.” I wonder if thats why Troy was so repulsed but finally caved.

“Mom makes it sound like its some uncontrollable wild connection that you don’t want." Michael looks up from the computer. "But having a fated mate has a lot of perks. Once your bond is complete, and your wolf souls are joined, both wolves are stronger. Plus the ecstasy and euphoria you derive from your mate, its said to be… the best.” My cousin blushes before adding, ”Your healing is increased too. Males don’t develop a knot till they are mated, females start perfuming for their mates. It is a connection every wolf desires.”

“Why do packs like Full Howl exists and if mate bonds are impossible to resist, why are there whole packs of shifters who can?”

“So many reasons, sometimes the human half is so despicable that a mate can't accept the pairing. Sometimes the human side doesn’t agree with the gender of their wolf pairing. Some wolves don’t like the heichary of traditional wolf packs. Sometimes you just never meet your mate and don’t love the pack ur in. More and more, you see progressive wolves wanting free choice in their partners, so they head into a pack like Full Howl and take their pack oath, to forgo the magic of their wolves.”

“What do you give up by taking that oath?” This is something I need to pay close attention to.

“You lose all the magic. Sure you can still shift but the ability to telepathically communicate, to heal, to have advanced senses, strength and speed. Everything that makes us wolves, just gone. The magics of alphas, like their bark, command and purr are gone.”

“Its not good for wolves to be packless. Rogue wolves can go feral without a pack. So these oath bond packs have been forming over the past few decades. But its not good to give up your magic. I don’t know why anyone would do it.” My aunt Mary wasn’t looking at me any longer, she was running her hand along the hem of her shirt, clearly thinking about something. So am I. I am mated to Troy and debating trying to hand over my wolf magic, magic I surely don't even use to escape him.

“Is Troy a monster?” I ask.

Michael lets out a breath. “Troy is a very good alpha. He ended a treaty responsible for a lot of death. But he has some issues, some anger issues.”

“Its a lot more complicated than that.” My aunt added.

“I mean, I am mated to him and all anyone seems to say is that he is crazy and dangerous. I’d like to know his story.”

“Troy’s story begins back when I was born." My aunt turns her chair to face me directly and places he hands into her lap. "I had been the first Alpha female born to a ruling Alpha of a pack. There was a lot of talk about whether I would be next in line to rule the Ventura pack. When my younger brother was born, your father… our pack was divided. Who would rule next. When I ended up being mated to the beta of the Venice pack, my father happily shipped me off.

My worth was in forging alliances and breeding. Not in running the pack. This made your father upset and when he became alpha he vowed to change that. He first made a lot of enemies when he married a human. Then when they gave birth to you, he raised you as an alpha.

The pack hated it. You were female and half breed. Some people supported your father and the changes he wanted to bring to the packs. Because in both packs, abuse towards women ran rampant. Mates kept locked up for breeding. Women weren’t allowed to work outside the packs, receive post secondary education. Mostly kept as servants and toys.

Your father was working towards a better future. One of the low ranking wolves in the pack sought to overthrow Mark. Gamma Daemon couldn’t stand the idea of a half breed girl leading the pack so he forged an alliance with alpha Warden of the Venive pack. Troy’s father.

That is when the Gamma Daemon started to plot against your father, he worked with Warden, to coordinate an attack. They planned to killed your father and created a pact with one another. They had promised an exchange of breeders, three for three. They could each pick. Every year. Three for three.

Daemon ambushed your father with the Venice packs help, they were successful in weakening your father and then Daemon challenged him while we was still recovering from the poison of the ambush. Your father ultimately lost his life. The pact was instated at first, it was communicated as part of a peace treaty. Integrating our females between packs to keep peace relations.

Daemon was notorius for how he treated women. Killing women in the throes of passion as he would call it. It seemed like Warden and Deamon liked to go toe to toe in their mistreatment of women.

Daemon had taken a girl of only 16 years old. Which was against the treaty, females had to be of age. Her family begged Alpha Warden to spare their daughter. As being selected typically meant a death sentance. The treaty lasted 12 years and of the 72 girls exchanged only 8 still live. But Warden refused to break the treaty. The girls family had a curse placed on the two alphas.

The problem was Warden fell ill and his son Troy took over, he became alpha at only 18 years old, most of the pack didn’t know. So the curse unkowlingly was cast on the Alphas of Venice and Ventura. Troy was innocent but cursed for the sins of his father.

When Troy took over, he forged an alliance with your Uncle Mac to take down Daemon. The first thing Troy did was break the treaty with Daemon which started a war between packs. Daemon started killing off she-wolves. Blaming Troy for it, I believe this is around the time your mother fled with you.

Eventually Troy took down Daemon inflicting a mortal wound, but it was after 4 years of brutal wars between our packs. Mac took over as Alpha but is weary of Troy, Troys reputation of this psycho killer stands, people think he is unhinged. It has to do with his curse. Something triggers him to go feral, his eyes go black and he looses control of himself.”

That is some story, I think about the fighting that was going on when my mother and I fled. It must have been around the time the treaty came to an end. I think about the burden that fell onto Troy, his curse, him ending the treaty, standing up to Daemon. Who I had experienced first hand and can assure you he was a nightmare. “Has he taken innocent life, hurt innocent people?”

It was Michael this time who answered my questions, “Depends on who you ask. He injured his very first girlfriend, right after he became alpha. I suspect he didn’t know he was cursed at the time. Then a few years back something happened at one of the old Ventura houses. Vince’s sister was hurt pretty bad, Troy was torn up about it. There was a ton of drama and Tabitha, Vince’s sister ended up leaving the pack.”

"This curse has something to do with females then?" I manage to squeak out, thinking about how angry he gets with me. How cold and dismissive.

“Yes." Both Michael and my Aunt nod their heads, thier expressions solemn and cautious.