Rejected; Stalked by Second Mate

You heard that?

"Did I say that out loud?" I shyly asked, with wide eyes, not even trying to hide my surprise.

He chuckles at my statement, never breaking eye contact. It feels so intense that I look at the bed on my left and fidget with my hands, not really knowing what to do. Sure, he's my mate, but I have no idea who he is, from which pack he is, if he is even in a pack, or at least what his Goddess-damned name is.

He's easily 6.0" or 6.1" with long black hair to match mine, and the most mesmerizing golden eyes. His hair is loose and parted at the right side with soft waves cascading down beside his features all the way to his elbows. I've never seen a man with such magnificent hair. I could see some muscles behind his hair and notice his body shifting.

My eyes dart back to his and blood rushes to my face. He just caught me checking him out! I reluctantly ran my hand through my hair, but that motion hurt me quite a lot and I flinched in response.

'Man I can stare at him all day, he's breathtaking.' As usually, Freya is oblivious to what's happening around her.

His smirk turns into a full smile, and might I say... Wow.

"No you didn't, and I'm glad to hear that's what you think of me." he says while crossing his arms, his eyes glaze over with desire, but he recovers from it quickly. I can see every emotion of his in his eyes. I am not kidding or overexaggerating, his eyes really do change!

"Y..You.. Can read my thoughts?" I asked, stuttering a little.

How is that possible?

"Yes, I can, but only because you are not trying to guard them. Right now you are an open book to me, and I can't wait to read further." He says in a husky tone while c*****g his head to the left and taking a step towards me.

He reaches out to me and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. He did it so slowly, yet I still lost my balance and my hands landed on his chest. Instantaneously, my entire body is enveloped in sparks and tingles as I stare into his honey pools again.

'Oh, my... I like him, let me out, I wanna cuddle him too!' Freya gets excited about his sudden closeness and warmth. Of course she enjoys this.

"I'm glad to hear that, Freya, I can't wait to meet you and feel your soft fur."

He can hear my wolf too?! Obviously, he responded to her earlier comment too. It just didn't click until now.

'Same here, handsome!' She is practically howling at the guy.

'Freya, shut it!' I try to push her back, when I hear a glorious deep laughter. I feel the vibrations of his chest under my hands, up my arms and down my spine. The vibrations cause my skin to tingle even more, and I actually feel like shivering. He seems to enjoy my quarrels with Freya.

I was able to form a fist and pick it up to play-punch him on the chest, which actually hurt my hand, with how hard it was. My my, I have a challenge. I have to say, I do love a challenge. I wonder if he would be up to spar with me. I think that would be fun! I bet I could pin him down...

"I like your wolf, and you. You're both forward, and I love how you both ogle me." He says, then pecks me on the nose.

That tiny kiss was enough to burn up my entire face. Luckily, it's not possible to just burst into flames, otherwise I would already have been ashes.

"And no, I am not going to spar with you because you are still in pain. Believe me, I'll make sure you have lots of fun." his tone starts out as serious, and he had a straight face, but he then changes to seductive with a smirk in a heart beat (and believe me, my heart is beating). He then gives me another chuckle when I pout and drop my hands from his body.

"I have to say, I like the idea of you on top of me, pinning me down." as he says this, he leans in closer and the last three words are a soft whisper in my ear.

My Goddess, I have no idea how I am going to survive this man. I didn't realize I closed my eyes and held my breath until he told me to breathe.

I was glaring at him through my eyebrows when something occurred to me.

"Wait, how can you read my mind? How did I not smell you before I touched you? And how did I not hear you enter the room until you talked to me? And how do you hear Freya, or do you see her? Wait, does she look like a wolf or a human? How does her human look?" I'm bombing him with questions as he leads me to the bed and we both sit down, yet never break eye contact.

"God, if you keep staring at me, I won't be able to keep my hands off you. You're still hurt, and I wouldn't want to worsen it." He said, avoiding my questions, but I could see a literal fire burning in his eyes as he said that.

I wouldn't mind, slipped out in my thoughts, and I'm sure he heard it. Or saw it, or whatever.

I'm not kidding, his eyes are darker than the usual bright gold and because I'm staring so intensely at him, I can see that his irises look like tiny fires burning around the pupil.

I instantly started blushing and turned my face away to break the intense stare-down.

"Don't you dare look away from me." he takes my chin between his forefinger and thumb and gently pulls my face closer to his. His voice was so soft and quite husky. And I'm gawking at him again!

"I will answer all your questions, but you need to rest first. You had a terrible crash and, although I know you'd love it, I can't stay here any longer or I will take you right here and right now," his voice goes deeper as he says this, while his gaze shifts to my lips, then down to my mark spot, lingering a bit before he moves closer and places a persistent kiss on my mark spot.

I closed my eyes and tilted my head to give him better access, while a soft moan escaped my lips.

Oops, that wasn't supposed to happen...

I feel him smile against my skin, clearly enjoying the effect he has on me.

"I'm Daniel, by the way." He whispers, fanning my marking spot with his hot breath, still keeping his lips so close that he barely touches the skin. "And I can't wait to devour you Revenna."

My eyes pop open, and I pull my legs up in front of me and hold them, hoping he wouldn't smell my arousal, but I'm sure he already has.

After that, he gets up and walks away, and somehow I feel cold. And everywhere he touched is calling out to him to just come back.

"Sleep now, love. You'll need lots of energy." he says with one last sly smirk before he closes the door, leaving me hot and bothered, and wanting him back to finish what he started.

'Oh, I really like him! Dylan who?' Freya clearly has no objections. And quite frankly, neither do I.

"He is one hell of a tease..." I said more to myself than to Freya.

'As if you don't love it.'

She's not wrong though.