The Witch and the Three Kings

Queen Of The Wolves

Wyatt

The last twelve hours have been a whirlwind. I not only found my mate, but I spent the night with her and almost completed the bond too. For wolves, that's pretty normal, but my girl is human. Although we got pretty heated, I could tell she wasn't ready for all that. Our bond is definitely strong and working overtime to have us mate.

Her scent alone drives me wild with desire, the mate sparks are so much stronger and the pull is strong too. Which is why I don't understand why the bond was so weak last night. Why would it be so weak one moment and strong the next? "All that tells me is that she needed us and we are helping her through whatever is wrong" Black decides to engage with me.

"Do you not feel stronger now that she is here?" now that he mentions it, I do feel stronger, stronger than I have ever felt. My wolf just hums in agreement and recedes, I can tell he doesn't want to scare her as much as he would like to make himself known to her.

While she's in the shower I decided to go to the car and get a change of clothes and my coffee so that we don't get interrupted again.

In getting my coffee I notice something a bit... weird, the barista girl smells like a witch, that is odd. We don't get a lot of witches here, because we don't get along with witches. Hell, my mother was killed by witches that attacked us for no reason.

My mate is human though, her scent is human. Human I can handle, human I can make my Queen. "She will be our Queen, whatever specie she is" Black sneers, "we already know what she is, you stubborn animal" I remind him, Khaia is human, we already known this. He huffs and says nothing else.

I reach the appartment and wait for her in the kitchen after changing my clothes. A link from my beta fill my mind "are we going back to the park anytime soon?" Jaime asks, "not until later, hold station" I tell him, just as my pretty girl emerges from the bathroom.

Her big curly afro is let loose and beautifully frames her small face, almost covering her gorgeous honey brown eyes. She's wearing a pretty strappy red sundress with polka dots paired with strappy sexy black heels. She has no make up on, fresh clear skin. She is absolutely stunning. f**k! I don't think I'm going to be able to hold back.

I take a deep breath and her incredible scent fills my nose and makes me feel warm inside. Bad idea on taking that breath, cause now I have a hard on. Nice.

My mate then tells me my mother's restuarant is her favorite brunch place and I almost cry. I haven't been there since mom died, Logan's mother had been taken over, to keep it open in her honour. I can't believe that's the place my mate wants to go, on our birthday no less.

She accepts my hand and I realise her dress is backless, when I put my hand on her back, instant happy sparks. Man, this is really going to be hard.

"Hey Em, if Maya pops out from whatever hole she crawled into, tell her I'm at our place" Khaia tells the witch when we get down stairs. I should ask my mate about her, "you will do no such thing!" my wolf voices.

I wanted to ask why but he blocked me, he's just been so weird lately. "Okay" Emma, I think is her name, responded. "Oh, Khai, should I tell her you have company? Emma asked as we were about to leave the cafe.

"Knowing her, she probably already knows" Khaia laughs walking out. Going to the cars, "Your car or mine?" she asked me. "Yours, then you can tell me how a tiny girl like you drives a X5M comp fully modified" as I open the door and help her in. She just smiles at me but doesn't answer.

The drive to the restaurant is quick filled with light conversation. I help her out of the car once we arrive and I can help but give her a kiss, it's quick but it is filled with passion. Being in that confined space full to the brim with her intoxicating scent was not easy. I don't know how I survived

We walking into the place and I hold the door for her, immediately I am hit by a scent I actually hate, I don't have to see him to know he is there. I do see him though, by the counter paying for some pastries. Michael Stone, Alpha heir to Blood Stone Pack.

He and I have never been friends, because he's an underhanded prick, who will kill his own mother to get what he wants. The asshole turns and has the biggest smile on his face, looking at my mate.

"Uh, just the pretty face I wanted to see" well, he's dramatic. Walking up to Khaia, making a move to give her a hug and a growl rips out of me. Khaia looks startled and he just smirks, f*****g asshole.

"What the f**k was that?" comes from Khaia, "I don't think your boyfriend likes me very much" he says while looking at me. "Oh shut up, Mike" she rolls her at him. He doesn't seem to care, he continues to talk, "you actually saved me a trip, I was going to bring these to you. Your favourites, macarons" he hands her the pastry and gives a kiss on the cheek. f**k I want to kill him, for touching my mate, but they clearly friends.

"Happy birthday, my beautiful Khai" he adds " big gift you'll get later at dinner. And I have to get back, snak out to get you these." He looks at me "you are literally the worst Dr I know" Khaia breaks the tension. "Good to see you Sullivan" the fucktard says to me, I growl again. Michael leaves before anyone can say anything.

Khaia has a lot of questions, I can tell. I pull her to the host so we can get seated. Once there I ask "how well do you know Michael Stone?". "I'd say pretty well, I've known him since Uni, he's one of my best friends. The three of us have been close since she tells me.

"The three of you?", "Maya, Mike and I". We get to know each other as we enjoy brunch. I find out that her name means Home in Zulu but her mother spelled it differently from the traditional way. She studied Architecture and interior design, she went to college young and has no siblings.

I tell her about everything that has happened over the last few years, except for the supernatural stuff of course.

"What is this between us, I have never felt like this before" she's looking intensely at me."I'd like to call it fate, don't you think?" I'm trying to be smooth, not really good at it.

"Is it normal to want to be with someone so bad, even though you just met?" I smirk, "in my world it is. We'd be married by the end of the week" I tell her. "I want to do that, and I know we just met but I believe you my soulmate and I don't ever want to part from you, now that I have found" I tell my mate honestly.

Her eyes are misty with emotion, she's speechless. I brush a tear that trails down her cheek and pull my little mate in for a kiss, she shivers and doesn't resist. I love that she doesn't fight our bond.

She is finally home with me, as I am with her. My Queen of the Wolves.