The Alphas human mate

Chapter5

Isadora

Out of the blue, the most gorgeous man I've ever seen, are suddenly standing right in front of me. His black hair, blue eyes and a short beard highlighting his jaw. Everything about this man screamed sin, and he was looking at me. "May I have this dance?" The man reach out a hand for me, and I immediately start blushing, but I take his hand. I see David leaning slightly towards the stranger, and the stranger leans in. She is human. She doesn't know about this world. I can sense you're her mate, so I beg you... Tell her gently. Ease her into this. I see the stranger nod, and soon I'm being whisked away onto the dance floor. He place one hand on the small of my back, pulling me close, and the other one takes my palm. We dance to slow music, and he starts talking. "I'm Connor." Connor. The name suits him. I smile. "I'm Isadora, but everyone calls me Isa." His eyes light up when I tell him my name. "I need to talk with you in private, if you'll let me." His eyes are very persistent, and I nod.

People are talking, whispering and pointing at us as we walk past, and I assume it's because he is seriously hot, and so much older than me. He takes me outside, and immediately takes off his jacket, draping it around my shoulders. I smile and thank him, before sitting down on the bench he's gesturing to. He sigh and run a hand through his hair before grabbing my hands. "I have to tell you something, but before I do, I have to know how old you are." He looks at me, smiling the entire time. "I'm 17 but I turn 18 next week," I tell him honestly. He nods, but he doesn't move away. "This might be hard to understand, but I'm a werewolf. In fact, everyone in this place, except you and your mother, are werewolves. I'm the future Alpha of a pack called Silver Moon. It's a few hours' drive from here.

Werewolves have mates, and that means we have fated soulmates. You are my mate. I know you are only seventeen, but I want to give you a choice..." His voice trail off when he see how confused I am. My head is churning with this new info, and he can see that I clearly don't believe him.

Connor

I can see she doesn't believe me, and I need her to. I need her to make a decision. "Don't be alarmed now. I won't hurt you, but I have to show you something." Still having her hands in mine, I look into her eyes and let my wolf come forward, just enough to show her that they shift color. Her eyes widen in fear and awe, and then fear is radiating through her. I instantly try scrambling my brain, trying to figure out what to do as tears start falling down her face. "What's wrong? I didn't mean to scare you, please... Don't be scared of me." Panic rise in my voice as I try to find out how to calm her. She shakes her head before drying her eyes. Her blue eyes meet mine. "That means that the two wolves that raped me are someone I know... Someone I've probably talked to..." Her voice trail off, and. I feel my color draining from my face at her confession. "Our mate was raped, and we didn't save her? The only achievement you made, was getting her bully pregnant, you dumb fool! Revenge her! Protect her, no matter what!" Lucifer is furious, and I try calming him down.

The look on Isa's face is filled with sorrow, and I have the strongest urge to protect her with my life. "You have a choice. Do you want to do this with me? Become my mate? I promise to protect you, always. You will be mine, and if you're not ready to be mated, I can wait. I will wait for you always. But if you do decide that this isn't something you can't do, tell me, and I will reject you even if it kills me, but please. Give me a chance to show you who I am so you can make a decision knowing all the facts." I can see how her mind is working to process everything, and slowly, she nods, making my heart flutter. "We can try, and if it doesn't work, it doesn't work. But I'm not ready for anything like... that, but if you truly meant you'd wait, maybe you could help me get ready, because after the rape, I'm not willing to let anyone see me naked..." Her eyes fill with sorrow, and I gently place her face in my hand. pull her gently towards me and raise her chin a little before placing my lips on hers in a passionate, claiming kiss.