The HazeWalker

My Soulmate

I left the general store with instructions to pack my things and meet them back there at 7 o'clock this

evening. Then we would leave from there and go home. Wow I have a home. I thought bringing a smile to my

face. Suddenly a big growl escaped from my stomach reminding me I hadn’t eaten all day. I looked around

and spotted the diner I had seen earlier. Masons Diner, the sign read overtop the building. Wow they own a

lot of things in town. I thought as I made my way through the door. The bell sounded above my head and

everyone turned and looked my way. They all began whispering as they stared at me from the corner of my

eyes. Then the smell hit me again. It was the same smell from this morning. The delicious smell of a man, but

not just any man a specific man. I wonder if I smelt this way to him.

I searched the bar for an empty seat not wanting a table by myself. I finally found one beside a man

with a long beard that went all the way down to his stomach. He must have been at least 7 foot with a big

round belly. I lifted myself up on the stool, and he looked at me and smiled. “Well Eliza,” he said in a deep

raspy voice, “let me introduce myself. I am your uncle Preston.” he told me with a huge smile. “Oh wow, I

just met grandfather and Annalisa.” I told him as I reach my hand out to shake his. He looked down at my

hand confused and pushed it away, grabbing me in a big bear hug. I returned the hug but wasn’t sure I’d be

able to breathe if he held on much longer. “Father said he was going to invite you to stay at the house, once

he met you.” he said as he let me go and I returned to my seat. “Yes he did, I am moving my things there this

evening.” I told Preston with a smile. “That’s great, if you want I think you would be more comfortable in the

guest house. It is a nice place we have right behind the house, were you will have your own space and you

can make it yours.” he told me as he sipped his coffee. The coffee cup looked so small in his big hands.

“Your mother and father use to live there, now I think it's only right that it be yours.” he said with a gleam in

his eyes. I could tell he also missed my father. “Thank you, thank you so much for everything you all are

doing for me.” I told him as tears pricked at my eyes. “You are family, and you are a part of my brother. We

will always be there for you.” he told me as he patted me on the back.”No matter what anyone has to say

about it.” he finished as he looked toward the kitchen door. “Now let me get Kyle over here so you can eat.

From the sound of your stomach you haven’t eaten all day.” he chuckled. I laughed with him as I heard the

continuous growl from my stomach.

“Kyle you have a customer.” Preston yelled to him in the back. He sounded a lot louder than he

intended with his big booming voice. The door swung open and I became frozen. He stopped when he seen

me setting at the bar. He looked me in the eye just standing there with a facial expression I couldn’t read.He was absolutely gorgeous. The most beautiful man I had ever seen. He had creamy bronzed skin, that was

kissed with a red tint, His hair was thick and as black as charcoal and was slicked back into a ponytail at the

bottom of his head. His perfectly squared jaw was covered with a sexy 5 o'clock shadow that surrounded his

full sensual lips which were slightly parted. His plaid button down shirt, and wrangler jeans clung to all 6 and

a half feet of his hard sculptured body, showing off his muscular arms and broad chest, and then there were

his eyes, those gorgeous piercing milk chocolate orbs that seemed to look into my very soul. I couldn’t seem

to break eye contact with him. He finally wrenched his gaze from mine giving me one last appraising look that

made me shift in my seat before walking toward preston and I. He reach behind the counter and handed me

a menu. “What can I get you Eliza.” he asked staring fixedly at me. “Kyle.” Preston said to him with one

heavy brow slanted in disapproval. What was going on? I thought as I quickly scanned the menu. “I’ll have

the beef stew and a sweet tea with lemon.” I told him with an intense glare. What the hell was his problem

with me? I thought angrily. “How long will you be staying with us Eliza? He asked in a sarcastic tone. “For as

long as she pleases.” Preston interrupted and received an angry glance from Kyle. “I’m staying at my mother

and fathers old place on my family’s farm.” I told him matter of factly.

Kyle took the menu from my hands and made his way to the kitchen. “What is his problem?” I said to

Preston as I drug my gaze from Kyle’s nice firm ass. My god this man was a total d**k and I couldn’t quit

checking him out! I thought as I turned my attention to Preston. “He is our Alpha, and his number one priority

is the safety of the tribe. Your mother and father were killed to prevent your birth and keep our race pure. If

they found out you had survived they would come after you and put the tribe in danger.” he explained as he

stirred his thick hot tomato soup blowing each spoonful before putting it in his mouth. “I don’t want to put

anyone in danger.” I admitted as Kyle returned from the kitchen with my beef stew and sweet tea. He sat it

down in front of me, and handed me my utensils that were neatly wrapped in a napkin. “Enjoy your meal

Eliza.” he said to me as he started to walk off. “Kyle.” I yelled wanting to explain to him that I didn’t ever have

any intent of getting someone hurt. He kept walking ignoring me as he swung the door open and walked into

the kitchen.

I jumped down from the bar stool and followed him. I wanted him to know, I didn’t want anyone to feel

this way toward me. It had nothing to do with the attraction, it was only about respect. I entered the kitchen

scanning the room for Kyle. I heard him rummaging around in the back room. I slowly made my way around

the corner. “What am I going to do?” I heard him say through gritted teeth. “She is my mate, yet she puts the

tribe in danger. My god she is f*****g gorgeous. This is bullshit.” he roared as he threw a can across the

room exploding as it hit the wall.

Bravely I walked around the corner where he could see me. “Your not so bad yourself.” I told him

smiling only slightly. “What are you doing back here?” he asked his surprised. “I need to talk to you.” I told

him exasperated. “What about.” he asked curiously. “Can we sit down?” I asked pointing to the table across

the room. He briskly walked to the table and pulled out a chair motioning for me to sit down. I did as he

wanted as he scooted the chair under me and then took the seat beside of me. “Kyle I don’t know what lead

me bein here, but something did. I feel like I belong here and that is something I have never felt before. My intent

was to find my family and others like me, it was never to put anyone in danger.” I explained to him as I looked eep into his eyes. “I know.” he admitted as his shoulders seemed to relax. “I’m sorry I behaved that way,

I’m just so confused about this whole situation. Do you feel the connection between us?” he asked as he took

my hand in his. My hand felt so small and fragile inside of his. “I do, very much.” I admitted with a faint smile.

“You are my mate Eliza.” he told me as his eyes glazed over with lust. “I know.” was all I could manage to

say. I stood up to leave worried what I would do if I stayed here with him a minute longer. He jumped up from

his chair and grabbed my arm. Our eyes locked! He pulled me against him and crushed his mouth to mine,

as he pushed me against the wall, pinning me with his hands on either side of my body. My whole body was

throbbing with need and want. I could feel the heat pooling between my legs. I smelt the musky odor of lust

filling the room. He pushed his tongue inside of my mouth and massaged my tounge with his. Asn our

tongues entwined I grabbed a handful of his hair pulling his body against mine and deepening the kiss. I

couldn’t get him close enough. I felt his hard chest against my heaving breast, and my sensitive n*****s that

were straining against my bra. I felt his massive erection against the crotch of my jeans as he arched against

me searching for the friction between our bodies. He lifted my legs and put them around his back. I started

grinding against his erection begging for some type of release. A slight moan escaped from my lips. “Take

me Kyle.” I gasped as I came up for air. “God Eliza I want to so bad, but not here it wouldn’t be right to you.”

he growled. “It feels right.” I panted as I started grinding harder against his erection. A low growl escaped

from deep within his chest, and he gave me a quick peck on the lips before he set me down. “Eliza I can

sense that you have never been with another man. You are my mate and I will respect you, even though right

now I want to violate you in several different ways.” he said in a low deep voice with his hands on the wall

beside of my head, as he looked my body up and down licking his lips. “Not here not like this.” he said still

trying to catch his breath. “I understand.” I told him as I looked into his eyes. I put my hands on his cheeks

and pulled him to my mouth, kissing him passionately, and then pulled away. I walked to the kitchen door and

looked back “I'll be waiting.” I whispered as I made my way back to the bar.