Her Final Destination -Alpha

Episode 1: The Blind Date - Continued

1.2 Kai’s POV

I'm feeling nervous as I prepare to meet a girl much younger than me for the first time. This level of tension is new to me, but today, I take extra care to brush my hair, don a refined suit, and trim my beard to perfection.

Driving to her house, anxiety courses through me. The moment I park, a faint whiff of her scent reaches me, a delightful blend of honey and roses, reminiscent of the freshness of spring. I follow the scent, and it grows stronger as I approach her door. My heart pounds in my chest, tempting me to burst through the door, to indulge in the intoxicating fragrance, to quench my heart's desire.

Yet, I resist the urge and wait. Each passing minute feels like an eternity. Finally, the door swings open, revealing the most beautiful creature on Earth. I fight the urge to fall to my knees; her chocolate brown eyes framed by glasses, her skin as smooth as butter, inviting my fingers to melt into its warmth. Even in her baggy clothes, her body appears perfectly sculpted. My wolf screams "Mate!" inside my head, urging me to claim her, mark her, make her mine. I must fight the almost irresistible urge to lunge for her.

Taking a deep breath to calm myself with her scent, I introduced myself. "Hi, Anya. It's nice to finally meet you."

She smiles and says, “It’s nice to meet you too, Kai." Her voice is like music to my ears—soft, sweet, and it makes my heart skip a beat. She is driving me crazy.

I led her to my car, and we drove to the restaurant. The whole time, I couldn't take my eyes off her. She is so perfect, and I feel like I'm in a dream. But I don't want to rush her; I know she's still 17 and can't feel the pull of the mate bond like me. I wanted to claim her and kill the son of b***h responsible for her heartbreak, but I held back for her sake. This goddess has been through a lot in her previous relationships, and I don't want to complicate things. I sense her nervousness as she approaches me, but I try to put her at ease so she can enjoy our first date.

As we drive, she gets lost in her thoughts, and I get lost in her. I struggle to focus on the road, now that my mate, whom I've been waiting for 10 years, is sitting right beside me. My wolf is howling uncontrollably inside my head, and it's hard to concentrate on driving without imagining all the hot and steamy things we can do together in this very car.

When I park the car, I take a deep breath to calm my inner beast. I don't want her to think of me as a pervert on our first meeting. I composed myself before opening the door for her to climb out of the car. She is still lost in her thoughts, which worries me. I want to comfort her, wrap my arms around her, and make her feel safe, but I end up just asking her, "Anya, is everything alright?" She snaps out of her thoughts and takes my hand. The moment our hands touch, sparks erupt, giving me an electric shock throughout my body. I quickly withdraw my hand; the mate bond is pulling me strongly toward her. I can see she's embarrassed, so I don't want to make her feel uncomfortable. I walked towards the restaurant closely but without any physical contact.

She is cautious initially, but as the dinner progresses at the charming Italian restaurant "La Dolce Vita" with soft, dimmed lighting, flickering candles on every table, and cozy corner booths, she starts to relax. We talk for hours, and I quickly realize that she's not like other girls. She's intelligent, funny, and kind. I can tell that she's a good person, and I'm starting to fall for her even more.

At the end of the night, I walked Anya to her door. I wanted to kiss her so badly, but I didn't want to scare her away. I know she's my mate, and I'm determined to make her mine.

"I had a really great time tonight," I said.

"Me too," Anya says. "I'd love to do it again sometime."

"I'd like that," I beamed with excitement. I know that I've found my mate, and I'll do anything to protect her and make her happy.

I can't wait to see her again. I want to kiss her, touch her, and make her mine. I know that she's the one for me.