Episode 7
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Emm's P. O. V
At last it's my birthday. I'm really eager and also a bit nervous at some point for my first shift. You know, I am feeling like I can't wait to find my mate as soon as possible.
Lying in the bed, I wasn't completely awake as I was having last night's hangover. Ughh my head hurts.
Wait.
No way....
What happened last night?
****Flashback****
After the horrible encounter with Ashton and his goons, Rik had to tell the whole story to Nate. But I didn't know how Nate took all that cause he didn't look much convinced. He was furious all the time. And for me, I couldn't get my s**t together to face Nate cause whenever I looked at him I felt like I had really hurt him this time. Really. He was angry at me. Or was he upset? Though he didn't say a word to me about it but his each and every look was killing me deep inside. He was always there to support me but I was feeling like I have always let him down. Ughhh...
"Lex, do shots with me? My birthday is in an hour. Be with me? " I asked her and ordered few more rounds of tequila shots and she didn't stop me. Maybe she noticed that I was feeling devastated inside after what happened earlier. We really needed it. I needed it more because this time I was disappointed with myself.
"To the chaotic eighteen." We toasted and gulped down I don't know how many shots until we got ourselves wasted. Thank god Rik and Nate wasn't at our table to stop us, they were talking at the other side of the club. Good for me. Cause I couldn't face my brother yet. Maybe Rik was busy to convince him not to dragg me back home cause it's my birthday, you see. Rik is really helpful sometimes.
"Happy Birthday bestie." I couldn't realise how time passed that quickly until I heard Lex wishing me.
"Memorable birthday ever. " I somehow managed myself to say winking at her and kissed her thank you. Oh god I am completely drunk. I can already feel the room is spinning around me.
But..
Suddenly to my surprise a smell hit me. A strong and sensuous smell that was surely made for me only. It was so delicious, aromatic, strong and arousing that could do the magic of pulling me into its embrace without any effort. Or I should say it was the smell I can willingly die for.
Chocolate and honey butter. My favorite.
'Mate'
I heard that voice again. My wolf?
'It's Mate's' I heard her again. Wait. Is he here? Now? I tried to look around. It couldn't be happening. I can't be that lucky to find my mate right after I turn eighteen. With my pathetic drunken state I dragged my feet anyhow, passing through the crowd to look for my Mate. But how stupid I was. Yes, I was completely wasted even to walk a little. And of course I stumbled and fell.
Wait...
No, I didn't.
I didn't fall. Sorry buddy next time.
I saw that a strong arm was wrapped around my waist and helping me to stand straight on my feet making my back face against his rock hard chest.
Shivers ran through my spine. I felt tingles all over my body. These sparks... Oh my goddess. It's mate. I can strongly smell chocolate and honey butter. It's Mate.
"Mate" I whispered without the need to turn around to see his face.
A low and possessive growl was all I heard from my back before I blacked out the first time for that night.
Why? It's not my fault that I couldn't get to face him. Can't you see I was completely wasted.
Ughhh...
Okay. I surrender. It was my fault. Partially.
Well, the next time I opened my eyes I saw streets, lights, trees, buildings, all were moving away from me. I was moving backwards. Wait whaaat? ? ? ?
I saw that I was on a bike which had no handlebars but only the seat. Again. Whaaat?? ??
No, wait something is wrong.
And then I figured out that I was clinging on someone or was I sitting on that someone's lap? Cause I saw my legs were wrapped around his waist on the seat and I was resting my head on his shoulder while hugging his rock hard chest with mine. I felt strong tingles too. So I didn't bother myself to move my head to look what was actually happening. Because I already knew that it's my mate riding his bike and I was sitting on his lap hugging him and facing my back to the road in front.
It's Mate.
He won't do anything wrong to me.
Waaaaiiit.
Suddenly a thought popped up in my mind.
Lex? Rik? Do they know I am already out? They will surely freak out if they found me missing after what happened.
What about Nate? . Oh my Goddess. He will surely kill me.
I need to inform them. But. But..
I couldn't think about the consequences as I was wasted as hell. And I passed out again.
Great.
Again when I opened my eyes that night, I was already in bed. I saw a manly broad naked chest, toned body, perfect abs, alluring v-line leading to.. Ohh shit...
Sweatpants.
Why does he have to wear sweatpants? It's blocking the view. Not fair.
Anyway, then I realized that those strong arms were tucking me in the bed while giving me tingles all over my body. Just when he was about to leave I held him by his hand. Tingles. Tingles. Tingles.
"Mate"
"Don't leave" Was all I could say before I passed out the last time for that night.
****End of Flashback****
The memory of previous night instantly made me alert and so very awake, completely.
That smell, chocolate and honey butter. I could still smell it. f**k.
My heart started pounding loudly. I tried to move. But I was engulfed by a strong arm around my waist and a leg on my lower body. Those tingling sensation. f**k. f**k.
I moved slightly to look at his face which was buried on the crook of my neck. And then reality hit me real hard.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
It's impossible.
No.
Mate? Him?
And then I saw him opening his eyes from sleep, but before he could, I kicked him hard which made him roll out of the bed only to fall on the ground making a loud thud.
At first he was confused but then his eyes went wide.
Those Emerald green eyes.
After reading the horror written all over my face he tried to say something, but before he could...
"I know the meaning of this smell very well. But Why. Is. It. Coming. From. You???? "
I cried out as loud as I could, only to see his eyes looking back deep within mine as if they were trying to tell me how much he loves me, cares for me, and even though it is his fault, he couldn't afford to tell me. No, no, no, this can not be happening, the moon goddess can not do this to me. To us. It is like the goddess had written an ending even before a beginning for me, for my story, for my life.
"I-I am sorry, Emm. Believe me, I tried. More than you could ever imagine. But I couldn't. I just couldn't tell you. " Was all he managed to say.
Yes, My Mate, Nathaniel Stevenson.
Or should I say brother?
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