Blue meets Brown: The mate's mark

Chapter 12

Madeleine

I don’t know what just happened. I looked over at my best friend, shock written all over her face. “Charlie? What’s going on?”. My best friend's face was beetroot red, a mixed expression on her face… angry… sadness and confusion?

“I’m so sorry! I told them to stay put and that I would bring you to them. I wanted to get here to make sure nothing like that was happening!” Charlie said to me, feeling somewhat guilty.

“Why would you be taking me anywhere near them? You know what happened between me and Jereimah, why would you put me into that position?” I shouted at her, tears rimming my eyes.

“Because his beta is my mate! I wanted to share the most amazing news with my best friend, but I knew when I left you earlier that you and Zack were getting intimate, so I wanted to stop a scene”. Charlie was shouting back at me. “But now… Now it’s all ruined and my mate is, God knows where with his asshole Alpha, and I am here alone”. Charlie was crying hysterically by this point.

Why would me being with another man cause a scene? It’s not like I am mated. I didn’t understand what was going on, but for once, I chose to let my drama slide and comfort my friend instead. With the amount of alcohol we have consumed tonight, emotions are running high. I embraced my best friend in a tight hug. “Oh Charlie, I am so glad you met your mate. Please do not worry about me. Let’s book a taxi home, and you can message him, assuming you have got his number. Then you can meet him at mine?” I couldn’t think of anything worse than separating mates.

Charlie simply nodded. Tomorrow was a new day, and I decided there and then, I would have nothing to do with the Alpha-hole named Jeremiah.

The next morning, as expected, I rolled over to find out I was alone in bed. Charlie must have met up with her mate. I need a bed day after the week I have had. I reached for my phone. s**t, I must have forgotten to put it on charge last night because it’s completely dead. Deciding to get out of bed, I put my phone on charge and walked over to the shower. Turning the shower on, I let the bathroom fill with steam as I stared at myself in the mirror. Large dark circles can be seen – I need to get control of myself and move on.

I undress and hop in the shower. The warmth of the water cascaded down my body. I let out a groan. I lather up the soap and start washing away my anger of last night until I reach between my legs. Thoughts of being touched lighten my darkening mood, his lips trialing kisses down my neck, to my breasts as my hands work circles into my c**t. I steady myself on the cold shower wall, making my n*****s standpoint. The thoughts of his hands grabbing my waist and slamming me into the cabinet, the sounds of glass breaking, the feeling of his long, hard-throbbing c**k pressing into my core… I start rubbing harder, introducing a finger into my core, and mimicking his movements from that first night, I can feel myself getting closer every time I hear the squelch of my wetness. My legs begin to become wobbly; I groan louder as I chase my own release. With one hand torturing my core, I use the other to fiddle with my hard n*****s, pinching them the way I would imagine him doing… Oh f**k, I slam my head back as my orgasm rips through me, my entire body vibrating from head to toe. It’s not the first time I have m*********d over a person, but usually it’s some hot stranger I met in a bar, or a shop, not someone who literally f****d me and then continues to mess with me.

Feeling lighter than before, I continued to wash myself, and hopefully I will wash away from the embarrassment I just caused myself. Who was I kidding? Rubbing one out for the man I barely know. I am so not over this…

I showered quickly. I needed to get out and do something, anything to keep my mind off him.

I get dressed in my gym gear, and head for the front door. Running always makes me feel better. Until I get my wolf, running on two feet is better than nothing. I beelined for the front door, hoping to not run into any of the pack members. I turned the handle…

“Madeleine, your father wants a word with you”. Beta Adam stopped me in my tracks and handed the phone to me. I plastered a fake grin on my face and politely took the phone from him. This was not what I needed this time of morning.

“Madeleine! I have been trying to get hold of you for hours. Why is your phone switched off? What if it was something important!?”. My overprotective father was shouting at me down the phone. Not in the mood to cooperate, I reply in a more than sarcastic tone “Well, is it? Important, I mean?”.

“What crawled up your butt and died? Well… Now that you mention it, I wanted to thank you for taking the week to take control of the pack meetings. I have read your reports, and I’m very pleased with your progress. I have heard from the Alpha of Dragons Den…”. My breath hitches and panic builds up in my stomach. Oh no… “He was impressed by your professionalism and looks forward to working with you in the future. I must say, an alpha that young working his way up the top is very impressive, so to hear him speak so fondly of my own daughter brings me a lot of joy”, he continues to say.

He said what? Now, I am confused. “Um, thank you? I’m not sure where you are going with this conversation, dad”.

“Well, you are 21 in a few weeks, and I was thinking… If you don’t meet your mate, that is, in the following months, he will be quite the catch and a potential betrothal. It would also be good to combine his pack with us, I hear rumors about him being welcomed into the high council, even further, so the rumors go and only the top alphas have that capability. You know, in my youth I was in line to be welcomed onto the council, back before your mother…”, my dad was trailing off into a deep thought.

Of course, my dad is trying to marry me off to potentially one of the most powerful alphas. If it wasn’t him, it would be someone else. He means well, and he is doing his job as Alpha, but if only he knew what kind of man the Alpha of Dragons Den is… “Ok dad, I better get going. I need to go for a run to clear my head.”

“Ah, yes, I can imagine with your birthday coming up that you feel on edge. Not to worry, this is normal. I will be back next week; we will catch up then. My Beta will continue to report to me about pack matters. Take care”. My dad replied before hanging up the phone.

Hm, he seemed to be in high spirits. Isobel must be… No, don’t go there, Madeleine, that’s a dark thought. Ew, ew, ew.