The Alpha's Forgotten Mate

15. 'Our'

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Rowan let out a sigh of exasperation at the deranged fools staring at him dumbfoundedly.

He inspected the grade seven warriors he had left his mate with, to assure her safety - they stood there with grocery bags in one hand and an ice cream cone in another.

His eyes then moved to his most trusted subject - she had his mate, her Luna, in a headlock.

They continued in their frozen state for another ten seconds before Rowan finally looked directly at his mate and she tapped on Maria's arm around her neck, motioning her to get her hands off of her.

"Rowan!" She exclaimed in an extremely high-pitched voice, one he had never heard from his mate before, and one that he hoped he would never hear from her ever again.

"In our room, now." He pointed at the master's bedroom before he turned around and walked away in its direction, denying anyone any chance to explain themselves.

Our - while her terrible trio erupted in chaos as they discussed the sudden appearance of the Alpha who was supposed to be two hundred miles away and their reputations that were tainted forever because he had seen them in such an unruly state, only this one word that her mate had used stuck with her - Our room.

When had the Alpha started to share ownership of the things in their lives? It was always his mate, his estate, his pack, and his problems. There was never an 'our' before.

Jamie was not complaining.

The single word had turned her stomach into a world-renowned gymnast for a whole minute, flipping and somersaulting like never before - that single word. But she still did not understand what he was trying to imply by it.

Did he simply assert his ownership of the place even though she was the one staying there? Was that it? Just another one of his power trip?

"Jamie!" She was pulled out of her reverie by her very excited friend. "Did you do something? You did something, didn't you? You must have pissed him off really bad this time, otherwise, why would he leave the troop at the war front and arrive here?"

Jamie rolled her eyes before putting her hands up innocently. "I have no idea what is going on here, Maria. He must be simply horny for all we know." She shrugged and then snapped her fingers at Ody and gestured to Maria. "Take her to your apartment. Make sure she calms down and then follow whatever instruction she will give you regarding the Alpha's dinner arrangements if he is staying."

Ody's face fell. They had planned pizza night but the Alpha had to appear and ruin everything, and also remind everyone of the hierarchy.

Jamie sighed and squared her shoulders for whatever was to come. She did not know much about her mate, but she was well aware of his temper. Of course, she was not scared that he would hurt her because one, he would not, and two, even if he did it, it would not make a difference because she was invincible to begin with.

What she was scared of was his way of releasing his anger - he took the path of s****l release and every time they did it when she was not in heat, her human feelings intervened and made her feel things that she was not supposed to even fantasize about.

"Why are you here?" She asked as she closed the door behind her, locking it even though she knew that her terrible trio had already left for the apartment.

Of course, Rowan had come to investigate the 'visitor' Jamie had had late at night. And how she so conveniently collapsed onto the phone, knocking it over. He was no fool - he needed to know what she was up to.

But how the hell was he supposed to stay on topic when his mate looked like a literal angel in her white dress and those white pair of sneakers? Her ebony hair was half-up and he was sure she had done something to enhance her waves and it was perfect. Her blue eyes were as bright as the sky on a sunny day and her lips were tinted the perfect shade of pink. She screamed to be devoured and it was the only thought he could sustain in his mind.

And apparently, she felt the same way, because her arousal reached his nose from all the way across the room. And that happened to be the last straw for him.

Letting out a low growl, he pounced at her at lightning speed, hungrily capturing her lips with his as he wrapped his muscular arms around her perfect thighs, lifting her up to eliminate the height difference. Jamie clutched his shoulders before wrapping her arms around his neck, her fingers snaking up and all over his head of messy dirty blond curls as he forced her mouth open to let his tongue in.

He did not stop there - pressing her back against the door, his one hand went up her thigh, thoroughly taking in the softness that he had missed this last week before getting interrupted by the fabric of her lace panties. He let out a growl against her mouth and she closed her eyes, knowing exactly what the fate of her new panties was going to be, and just as she had predicted, it lay ripped in a corner of the room the next second.

Jamie gasped as he ruthlessly shoved a finger inside her before turning around to walk over to the bed.

"Rowan..." She moaned as he played with her, settling her onto the bed.

"Shh..." He placed a kiss on her lips before standing up straight and she missed his touch immediately. But she did not have to wait long because he took off his clothes in a swift motion and came down on her to remove her remaining articles of clothing.

"Don't think I have forgotten what I came here for, thorn." He whispered against her lips as he thrusted his full length inside her. Jamie knew that her mate would never let the matter go, but she did not care. She did not care about anything but him at this moment and she desperately wished for this moment to never end.

"Just shut up!" She hissed as he started moving inside her. She grabbed him by the back of his head and tried to bring his lips closer to her but of course, he had to take advantage of the moment to tease her.

She let out a growl of frustration as a devilish smirk appeared on his face. "Don't think I will go easy on you." He chuckled, picking up pace ready to devour his mate.

"No one wants you to."

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There was something wrong with her.

And Rowan was concerned. For a moment, he considered the probability of her really having fainted last night.

She stared at her sleeping face, as the dark circles that her werewolf features tried desperately to hide. And her eyes looked sunken. There was definitely something amiss and he needed to find out what was wrong before he left the next evening.

His fingers lazily traced the sharp features of his mate and he got lost in the many thoughts about everything that happened between them from the day they met to just an hour ago. He had promised himself that he would never give in to his human needs with his mate - he would mate with her only just so that she could bear his children but that promise to himself had flown out the window the minute he was confronted with the situation of leaving her behind.

His body reacted like a primate's. He needed to feel her, needed to memorize her every curve and crevice just so that he could survive a few months without her, and even so, he had returned a week later. Of course, he had a justifiable reason for his showing up out of nowhere but even he wondered if it was really all that.

Or if his thorn had pricked him where he should have never let her, if she had pricked him somewhere he could not get rid of her because he would bleed if she was taken out. Did he make the mistake of allowing her that?

"Jamie? Alpha?"

Rowan closed his eyes in annoyance. Yes, he needed to be pulled out of the dangerous direction in which his thoughts were taking him, but he still did not want to be disturbed.

"Jamie?"

Rowan had made the mistake of not responding to the first knock so the next set came louder and it stirred his mate awake.

"Coming!" She yelled back out of habit, her voice thick with sleep and her lips poutier than usual. She rubbed her eyes and blinked, settling on the god-like features of her mate. "When did you get here?"

Rowan almost snorted. She had ruined all his peace and rest and had taken such a good nap that she had forgotten what had happened between them an hour ago.

"You have drool on your face." He raised a brow at her, his smirk reappearing on his flawless face while she violently wiped around her lips, simultaneously trying to get as far away from him on the bed as she could.

Rowan rolled his eyes, pulling her to himself, and adhered to his naked chest with zero effort from his side. Jamie was disheveled for a moment and so she stared there like that, realizing how in sync their heartbeats were.

She shook her head, deciding she could not do that to herself. She could not hurt herself with the man she knew hated her the most in this world.

She quickly sat up, not very happy about being in her birthday suit, and completely exposed to Rowan's intense gaze. She subconsciously lifted the pink duvet to her chest, drawing out a growl from her mate as he grabbed the duvet and threw it across the room, exposing her complete nakedness to the chilly air and climbing over her, forcing her to sink back into the bed as he hovered over him, his dangling bits coming back to life.

Of course, this was turning her on as well. Why wouldn't it? Her mate was a Greek god and the mate bond never helped things.

Her wide eyes, her delicious lips, and the close proximity made him want to go for another round, but he had to get a hold of himself. She had passed out from the s*x an hour ago and she looked like she needed food in her, not his member.

"Let's eat." He said dismissively as he made his way to the bathroom.

Jamie blinked, confused and then ashamed of herself for being disappointed. But she didn't have much time to dwell on those feelings because, oh well, Alpha Rowan Serge was not missing out on shower s*x with his mate, especially not when she smelled like that.

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Felix and Ody were nowhere to be seen. And Maria was fidgeting with the ribbon of her top as she watched Rowan gobble down the takeout noodles from the nearby Chinese.

Jamie, on the other hand, was in her own world. She was not happy with all the feelings swirling inside her. And she especially did not like all the butterflies cramped into her stomach, leaving no space left for food.

Only halfway through his own portion of the meal did he realize that his mate was simply picking at her food, making no move to take a bite.

He sat up, dropping his fork as he watched her. Why was she not eating these days? She was a tiny dinosaur when she lived on the estate right? Most of the money she spent was on food. She loved food. She breathed food. She was healthier too. So what changed?

"Jamie...!" Maria whisper-yelled when she saw the way the Alpha was intently watching her.

"What's bothering you?" His voice was as deep and charismatic as ever, but it came out soft and tender as if he cared, he really cared.

Jamie looked up, looking quizically between the two other wolves in the room. "I am not hungry." She placed the fork down and pushed the chair back to get up but was startled by a loud bang on the table.

"Sit down. And eat."

Jamie stared at Rowan for two seconds and then did as told because she knew he was not going to have it any other way.

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