My New Mate (Complete)

Chapter 11: My Prince Mate

Kyle

It's been nearly two weeks since the threat of Jack and his rogue friends. My best tracker said his scent disappeared some miles away from the perimeter. It disappeared before they got to a body of water which we knew wasn't possible without outside help. No wolf could just get rid of their scent without washing in dirty water and that would only hide it for a short period of time. Jack and the rogues had help from another supernatural force to cover their tracks so effortlessly. What I didn't understand was why not cover their scent before they gotten ten miles out? With a tool like that in your back pocket why not use it as soon as possible. I tried not to dwell on it too long since I have other things to focus on. I still have my guard up about the situation but it's no longer my main focus. I couldn't say the same for my mate. He's been trying his hardest to locate their scent. It seems to be his main focus right now, even though my pack migrated to his land officially about a week ago. It pisses me off that we haven't completed the mating yet. Normal mates would've had it done days after finding their mate. But no, my stupid arrogant pain in the ass mate wants nothing to do with finishing the mating. Soon as we're close to anything s****l he stops. I'm not some s*x crazed person but it's really pissing me off. He wasted no time f*****g anybody else but with his own mate he doesn't seem to want to touch me. I've waited my whole life and he wants to keep me waiting longer. I've had enough of his bullshit. I walk into his office slamming the door behind me. He looks up glaring but it softens just a little when he notices it's me.

"Respect" he growls.

I ignore him sitting on his desk with a glare of my own, "what's taking you so long?"

He exhales deeply, "what are you talking about now?"

"Why haven't we completed our mating?"

"I keep telling you-"

"I'm not ready, yeah I know!" I yell cutting him off. I sigh, "That's bullshit and we both know it."

He eyes me for a moment and I think he's going to go on about respect again. So help me Goddess if he does I'll kill him myself. I'm so sick of his bullshit. We both know how we feel though it hasn't been stated out loud. We've grown closer and learned more about each other. We both know it hasn't been long to feel the things we do but that is what happens with the bond. I don't need him to say it out loud because I know it isn't him and I understand it. But as mates he should be honest with me and not lie about the reason he hasn't f****d me yet. He looks away from me.

"There are still things you don't know about me" he states clenching his jaw.

I tilt my head to the side confused. "What are you talking about?"

He sighs, "There's a bigger reason why I haven't completed our mating after all this time"

"Tell me, let me help you."

He looks at me, "I'm not just a werewolf...I'm a warlock prince."

It's like the world suddenly stops moving on its axis. All this time I knew something was keeping him from our mating but never would I have thought him being a witch was it. Why in the hell did he wait so long to tell me? I wouldn't have rejected him or anything. He's a hybrid that's not a big deal. It suddenly makes sense now, the brunch with his family and how they were all acting strange and secretive. Why his parents were looking at him weirdly when he said we hadn't completed the mating process.

"Brunch" I state hoping he'll confirm my suspicions.

"Yeah, they thought I would've told you" he states turning more to face me.

"What does that have to do with our mating? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I was waiting for the right moment" he clenches his jaw in anger. "You don't f*****g get it Kyle. When we finish the mating you'll get powers too. I'm a very powerful warlock and there are people who want to hurt my family" he pauses looking deeply into my eyes, "I...I love you and if something were to happen to you because of me I wouldn't be able to live."

My heart swells at the admission and I know it took a lot for him to open up and tell me how he really feels which makes it that much more important to me. As I go to say it back he stops me by putting his hand up. He rises out of his chair walking in front of his desk. I turn to face him hating the fact that he won't let me express myself to him.

"Before you say it there's more you need to know." He stops pacing to look at me. "If my family line continues my family will be way more powerful than it already is and more powerful than the monarchy. Kim is unable to conceive and Asia hasn't found her mate." He looks away clenching in his jaw. Deep down I know exactly where this is going but I want him to finish. He exhales deeply, "if we finish you can and will become pregnant. You'll have every witch and some wolves trying to kill you to stop the continuation of my family line."

He looks at me and I know he's angry. The reality of his words hit me full force. I could get pregnant, there would be a baby in my stomach, and I a man would be pregnant. I know it was done before but he was a woman first so it doesn't really count. He stated it so surely like there isn't a possibility that it won't happen. How powerful is he really? Are there really people out in the world dedicated to killing anyone having his child? What is so special about his bloodline? What did it mean for my feelings about him? We're mates and I love him but this is a huge pill to swallow with grace. On the other hand the Goddess put us together for a reason. Regardless of this news I know I'm in too deep with the arrogant asshole. I couldn't leave him if I wanted to. His revelation actually explains so much about him. I understand why he never wanted a mate. To have someone bring you so much joy but be a constant walking target. It also explains why he's so caught up on finding about Jack and his crew and whose helping them. Whoever it is could be trying to get him as well as me. I don't think I've could've handled everything going on if I was in his shoes. Your mate I your other half, to take that away would basically mean death. Why would someone want to do that to us? Just off of lineage alone.

I clear my throat getting up and walking to him. I look up into his hazel eyes. "I love you too. It's not just your problem anymore. I'm a big boy I can handle myself. You don't have to be so angry." I pause pecking his lips with my own. "What's so special about your bloodline?" He sighs placing his head in the crook of my neck inhaling deeply. I know it's hard for him to admit to needing help or even admit my presence means a lot to him than what he lets on.

"My mother is a powerful princess. She's even more powerful than my grandparents." He pulls away from my neck sitting down and pulling me on his lap. "She was supposed to be the Queen of witches until she was mated to my werewolf father. She wasn't pure and a queen needed a warlock king to rule with. So the title went to my aunt but she's still a princess." He looks into my eyes, "she has every power under the sun and since she's nearly five hundred years old she knows so much. If our bloodline continues we'll be more powerful than the monarchy itself and that scares a lot of people so they choose to be p*****s about it trying to kill us."

I can't believe his mom is nearly five hundred years old. She doesn't look much older than us. Since they stop aging around twenty-five it's no surprise. I never knew he carried so much around him. I didn't even know about his sister not being about to have kids. Though we've gotten closer today helped me see that I don't truly know about his family life. What was it like growing up with a princess mother? How did he deal knowing most of the world was out for his blood? Is that why he's closed off and cold? I never had to deal with heavy s**t growing up. I can't imagine how it molded him every day of his life. Being apart of any supernatural royal family is big s**t, that pressure is something I can't even begin to fathom.

"I want us to finish more than you know but I need time to think" he says snapping me out of my thoughts.

"I thought it was about me, don't I get a say in what we do?" I stare into his eyes and I can tell he's scared. "I know you're scared but I can handle whatever is thrown my way. You don't have to protect me or worry so much. It's no longer you against the world, it's us."

He holds my gaze, "I wish that was true."

My heart aches for what he must've witness growing up. Watching as people tried to constantly break up his parents or worse trying to harm him. What if someone actually was close to hurting him? Where would I be? What if he witnessed something happening to his sisters? I can tell he loves them dearly and to watch must've killed him. To be young and not understand why people hated your family so much. My heart actually breaks for what he dealt with.

"What are your powers?" I ask trying to lighten the mood.

"Telekinesis, channeling, and internal destruction" he says dryly.

"I know the first but what's the other two?" I ask confused.

"Channeling is where I can take control of and use others' powers. Internal destruction is where I can make someone feel pain with my mind. It's really convenient sometimes."

"Of course so you don't have to do much work."

He shrugs nonchalantly, "are you sure about this?"

I roll my eyes, "yeah stupid."

He growls pinching my side in warning. There we go back to our normal routine. I'm not entirely sure about the pregnant thing but I know deep down I'd do anything to be closer to him. I'd do anything to have a deeper connection with my prince mate.