His Cursed Mate!

A nameless wolf

~Jazabell~

After lunch I needed to let out some steam and it wasn’t my usual kind where my fist made contact with something or someone. Vera had her potions class, Sophie with her teleportation teacher and the ranked males were training in wolf form outside in the training fields.

I’m irritated. Highly irritated. My skin prickled with the need to shift, so I made a beeline to head to the back fields. My wolf was agitated as well. Her pacing back and forth made me jittery.

Everything, all the information about our Goddess…………it was just all too much and it was a shift I couldn’t control.

As soon as I made it outside, she ripped through my clothes and delicately landed on all fours.

I sighed. ‘My poor clothes.’

My wolf whined and lay on her belly in the freshly cut grass. ‘Better?’ I asked her.

‘Yes,’ she answered contentedly.

You might find it odd that I don’t know my wolf’s name. The truth is she doesn’t want to tell me her name……says it’s not the time and I’m not ready.

Whatever the hell that means. So I’m the girl with the nameless wolf.

Another whine.

‘I have a name……I just can’t speak about it yet Jazzy.’

‘Right!’

It doesn’t bother me. It’s just odd. Ever since I first shifted on my 16th Birthday. Everyone wanted to know my wolf's name, but I didn’t know it and I still don’t and I don’t understand why.

We just refer to her as my wolf.

‘It’s complicated Jazzy, but you’ll know……when it’s time.’ She says with a huff.

For now, we’re both content in our wolf form looking at the horizon. The trees swayed with the gentle wind and the leaves began to fall.

It’s been a good minute since she wanted to run out, but I know it’s because of everything we heard. She was a gift from our Goddess. It only made sense that her story affected her feelings as well. Celeste was her Mother after all.

‘Don’t worry about me Jazzy, it’s still hard to hear what she went through.’ but she was leaving something out. I could feel it.

But regardless, I nod in understanding.

We all felt horrible for her.

‘Do you think you’ll ever tell me?’ I ask asked, wondering.

‘Soon, my human. This won’t be easy for either of us, but it is her will.’

‘What?’

‘I’m sorry, I’ve already said too much. I must remember that I cannot speak to you about certain things.’

‘Okay, because that doesn’t sound morbid or vague whatsoever.’

She huffs and lays her snout between her whiteish paws.

I shut my eyes and let myself go and let her take over completely. I can do this for her. I know when she’s ready she’ll relinquish control and shift back, but for now. I shut myself out and let her take in the world I live in.

She hunts and runs the perimeters of the Academy. We weren’t afraid. It was protected by a magical barrier and the only way that it could be taken down was by The Fae Royal of the High Council herself. She was Sophie’s mom.

My wolf hunted a jack rabbit and a squirrel. Then feasted contentedly and then went back around to the doors which I had previously run out of.

She lay in restful peace and drifted off to a beautiful abyss in which I saw his smile and those beautiful eyes that held so much emotion.

How did she know him?

I’ve been dreaming of him every night since I turned 16 and have yet to know who he is. But my soul ached for him. She longed for him. Her feelings and thoughts were unbelievably loud. But she wouldn’t let me in long enough to ask her.

But I could feel them. The beautiful and painful ache. The way he caressed and threaded his fingers through her silky white coat. He whispered things to her that she wouldn’t let me hear.

She could talk to him, but when I dreamed of him I could not. I didn’t understand……

We were one with each other. I trusted her with every fiber of my being, but I also longed to hear his voice.

It wasn’t fair that they could communicate. He beamed down at her and his eyes sparkled with the purest love I have ever seen.

What were they saying? I wondered?

But she ran towards a castle, she was incredibly fast, but he watched her with loving eyes, threw his head back and chased after her.

They were incredible together. He loved her. I could tell and she loved him with everything inside her.

But that familiar ache returned. I longed for that too. Maybe he was her mate from a past life? I don’t think I’ll live long enough to find mine.

If only Jace was mine……I thought.

She gave me a menacing growl followed by a whine. She liked Jace, but she didn’t like him intimately.

It would be easier if he was, but it was only wishful thinking. He wasn’t made for me. That much was obvious. No matter how much we desired each other. Jace would never over -step by taking something he knew didn’t belong to him.

My wolf was content with my reassuring thoughts and went back to dreaming of him. I got goosebumps and I felt like a voyeur.

Her dreams were too intimate and intense. I shut my eyes and shook my head and retreated to the back of hers, but she fought me. She wanted me to see him, them, together, but I couldn’t.

I willed myself not to look. I couldn’t, but I loved it. I loved the way his touch felt. I longed for it, but I didn’t even know who this beautiful man was.

But his scent of honey-crisp apples filled my lungs. He smelled of an apple orchard. His scent did delicious things to my body. It tingled in the most sensual way. It was erotic how much it affected me.

And I couldn’t get enough. She was worse than me. Their intimacy was something to behold and I felt like a disgusting intruder invading her most cherished thoughts. I shouldn't even be looking at them. Maybe my dreams were hers and, since we are one being, I see them too.

She whispers something…vaguely sounding like they’re yours too.

But they couldn’t be. I’ve never dreamed of him like this and especially not in my wolf form.

He would whisper things to me or he would be close to marking me. Others were more morbid. He held me at times, tears falling from his beautiful eyes telling me something, holding me tight against him, peppering kisses on my head while he roared in despair.

Those were what my dreams were made of. Hers we’re beautiful, painstakingly so. So much so that even I envied them.

I couldn’t fight through the emotion any longer. I didn’t want to see her thoughts any longer, so I pushed myself deep into her mind and closed myself off with all the pain in my heart.

Strong arms wrapped me in their warmth. I was still groggy from sleep when I finally opened them.

He smiled down at me. That double dimple smile that I loved so much. While he held me in the crook of his arm.

I looked up at him a gave him my best megawatt smile.

“Hey beautiful, what were you doing outside passed out naked?”

“Uh, my wolf wanted out and she couldn’t wait so she ripped through me. There was no saving my shredded clothes.” I told him.

“You had us worried sick. You missed 3rd and 4th period. That’s so unlike you. Come on.” Jace said huskily as he wrapped his jacket around my naked body.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t control my shift.” I said sheepishly.

“Are you okay? Your wolf?” He asks with worry and concern lacing his voice.

I nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine, she’s fine, something came over her I guess.”

He nods understanding. They had control of their wolves, they worked as one singular being. While I was left in the dark, it was different when your wolf wasn’t completely honest with their human counterpart.

Shifts and my link to her were far and few. I don’t understand why she felt the need to shift and show me her innermost thoughts and feelings.

“You good?” Jace asked.

I sigh and nod and head straight to my bathroom and shower to get the stench of blood and earth off me.

Once I feel human again, I shut off the water and wrap myself in a towel.

“Better?”

I smiled at him. “Much.”

Jace is sitting on the edge of my bed with his arms outstretched to me. I sat on the edge while he embraced me.

“You think too much.” He huffs into the crook of my neck.

I roll my eyes because he’s not wrong. He knows me like the back of his hand. We all grew up together and he does take after his father and mother for being the best couple of assassins. He was trained by the best. So he was the ultimate weapon. A true warrior.

And one of the reasons he knows me so damn well.

“I know,” I agreed with a curt nod.

“Jace……” I want to tell him so much. I like him, but I know we can’t move forward with a relationship because one of us is going to end up hurt when the other meets their mate.

“Don’t. Please. Let’s just enjoy what we have now. I know what your going to say, but please,” He says pleadingly.

I turned to look at him. Pools of green and blue met my eyes and I kissed him gently. My tongue enters his mouth and they dance and twist in perfect unison.

“Don’t hate me when it ends.” I pleaded.

I couldn’t bare to lose Jace. I know he didn’t belong to me, but he was one of my bestest friends first and foremost. I trusted him. I just hoped that we could still be friends. When it was over,

My heart strings tightened at the simple thought.

“Never,” he whispers against my lips and lays me down on my bed.

He hover’s above me. His hands on either side of my head to support his weight. His eyes were pleading and begging me.

I wanted him too, but I knew that we couldn’t go there. “Not that.” He says through our link.

I looked deep into his eyes. Knowing I wanted more. I knew he did too. “Just let me make you feel good,” He says.

I nodded and trusted him snout to let him do what he wanted.

Jace lay next to me and kissed me with all the passion that brewed inside him. It wasn’t sloppy. He kissed sweetly, and delicately, with a purpose.

He cherished my lips with his own. Then his lips made their way to shower my neck. He inhaled my scent and I always wondered what I smelled like.

He obviously liked it because he wouldn’t stop kissing and licking the spot where, if the day ever came, I’d be marked by someone that wasn’t him.

Then he kicked off his boots and pulled his shirt over his head. My fingers made their way down his hard abs and then I pulled myself up to my pillows and got comfortable.

Jace undid the knot on my towel and raked his eyes down the length of my body.

It was the one thing I was insecure about. I was strong, my body was strong and agile and fit, but it was riddled with those scars that plagued my body and my dreams..

Jace didn’t seem to give a s**t though. He caressed and loved my body like it was his to cherish.

His tongue lapped and circled my n*****s, then he gently took one between his teeth and began to suck.

Now I know why they talked about him. I knew some were just seeking attention, but I knew there were a few that got the Jace experience.

Once more he hovered above me and smiled. I couldn’t help but smile back with an eye roll. I was slightly embarrassed. He’s the only one that has seen me naked and vulnerable.

“You good so far beautiful?”

“Oh Jace,” I gasp.

He lowers his body and kisses down from my lips all the way to my aching and throbbing core. Jace looks up at me from between my legs once more, asking for permission.

I nodded at him in confirmation.

He shakes his head no. “ I need to hear you say the words Jazzy. Or it will stop now and I really don’t want to stop.” He growls.

“Yes, Jace yes.” I say as my body arches and his mouth makes contact with my p***y.

“f***k,” I rasped.

Jace’s tongue circles my cl.it and the feeling is amazing. He nips and sucks and, oh Goddess, it should be a crime how well he does it.

His tongue laps at my arousal and he makes the most delicious sounds. I could only imagine when he was close to his release.

But I can’t let my thoughts stray into something I’ll never experience with him.

So I go back to the present and let him pleasure my body.

And Goddess, forgive my sins, but boy does he pleasure it. He explores my folds without ever once penetrating me with his fingers.

He won’t compromise my virginity. He’s told me as much before. That it would be intact until I found my mate.

How cliché.

But he’d say he didn’t want me to regret and resent myself if I gave it up to someone that wasn’t mine.

He was always honest and I loved him for that.

Jace continued his assault on my heated core and I was close, so damn close. I could feel my core clenching.

“That’s it, beautiful, come for me.” Jace circled and sucked my cl.it and I was gone.

My orgasm ripped through me and I was convulsing and shaking in his hands. Jace gently held my belly down while I was coming down from my natural high.

He was still lapping and sucking and I was so sensitive, but I didn’t care because this beautiful man gave me a gift. That I’ll forever cherish.

I giggle and swat Jace on his left arm. “Stop.” I groan as I arch away from his swollen lips.

His eyes flash pools of gold and I see Thorn’s wolf-ish grin.

“What? But you're so deliciously tasty.” He growls and licks from my opening to my c**t.

I bit my bottom lip and moaned once more. Jace throws himself by my side and gives me that smile I love so much. “How did I do?” He asks knowingly.

I look at him and rolled my eyes. “Do you really need to ask that?” I said with a content sigh.

“I‘ll only ever ask you,” he says sheepishly.

I smiled at him. “You’re perfect.”

Jace smiles back and kisses my lips with a gentle bite. “Can I shower and then we can go have dinner?”

“Yes,” I said, slapping his ass. “You don’t need to ask.”

He jumps off my bed and picks up his duffel bag and goes straight to my bathroom. This was why I was kinda glad I didn’t have a roommate.