Alpha Loreign

Ch 14 Reign's POV

I told my dad, and Nessa I would be occupied with the beta of White Oak to work on a treaty and trade agreements. Nessa knew of my real intentions, so she agreed to not bother me and my father was delighted to hear I was taking initiative and negotiating with a neighbor we have for so long lived peacefully alongside but not traded with. With them being successfully out of my headspace I could focus on only Ryan.

It is currently 8 p.m. which means I am four hours from knowing for sure if Ryan is indeed my mate. I however don’t want to wait that long to feel his lips on mine.

I pull on Ryan’s collar and bring him closer to me which provokes and growl from him. As I am pulling, I lean back on the couch forcing him to hover over me. I turn as I lean back making Ryan lay next to me. Our bodies are side by side on the couch, we are facing each other, and his arms are wrapped around me.

“Now what little Red?” he asks with a sly smile.

“Oh, won’t the big bad wolf give me a little kiss?” I ask as innocently as possible while trying to conceal my giggle.

“Your every wish is my command,” he says and kisses me sweetly.

“Every wish?” I ask after our lips part.

“Every wish I can possibly fulfill,” he responds.

“Kiss me again,” I beg, and he complies but this time it is more urgent. We need each other like we need air to breath. Before long I am under him, and he is between my legs. Never once do we break our kiss. Ryan’s hand snakes up my shirt to my breast and I moan softly but he suddenly stops, removes his hand and pulls away.

“What’s wrong?” I ask wondering if he had gotten and urgent mind link or if I had maybe done something wrong.

“Nothings wrong, Red. You’re perfect and I am so happy to be blessed with such a beautiful mate, but I want you to feel the mate bond too. I don’t want you to just take my word that were mates, I want you to feel the connection I feel. I want everything to be perfect because we won’t get a second chance to have our first time together.” He pauses for a moment, “Also I think we should discuss past relationships and get it out in the open.”

Hearing him say he was blessed with me made me happy, but I was nervous about what he would think of my past relationships. Nonetheless I decided I would go first.

I sit up and we face each other on the couch, I take his hands in mine. “I’ll start,” I say. “I was in two significant relationships; one was with a guy named Anthony also known as Tony when I was about 15. He was a warrior then, though he is an apprentice in arms now. We never actually had s*x but there was touching. He is a couple years older than me, and he found his mate on his 18th birthday. She is a wonderful woman who works here in the pack house. She is the one who was supposed to show you to your room, her name is Janice, but we call her Jan. She is actually an amazing chef. She cooks for those that live in the pack house and whoever wishes to eat here. Which are mostly single warriors. They now have a beautiful daughter and are working on their second child,” I stops speaking and looks into his eyes trying to gauge him reaction, and then continue speaking looking at our hands, “The second guy was after Anthony, I was a little upset when Anthony found his mate and my mom went into ‘I told you so’ mode. Saying you should never get attached to someone you aren’t sure is your mate, so on and so forth. Instead of listening to her I decided to seek comfort in drinking and partying with my friends. I serial dated for a while, but things never went past kissing and because of that many guys decided I wasn’t worth their time. Except one guy Erik, he and his parents were in our pack for a little while, his dad travels a lot from pack to pack, he negotiates trades and treaties. Anyway, they got here shortly before my 16th birthday, and I was assigned to showing Erik around and introducing him to other kids our age. We grew close and after a while we were sleeping together. He put my life back together and made me take my training seriously again. My mom even loved him and for a while thought he might be my mate though eventually; she changed her mind and said there was no way he could be my mate though I’m not sure why. Then when my mom died, I watched my dad agonize over her death and the bond and what it really meant clicked in my head. I no longer felt the need to be the awful teen I had turned into, instead I found that I was disappointed in myself. I now have to live with who I used to be every day and I’ve prayed to the moon goddess to pair me with a man who understands and doesn’t get mad at me for not waiting.” I finish my sentence by slowing growing quieter, still looking at our hands and I noticed a few tears had began sliding down my cheeks. I had never talked to anyone about this. Ryan hooked his fingers under my jaw and made me look at him.

“I understand,” he said. “I am okay with it, but I do need to know if you loved him.”

I swallowed hard before speaking, “I think in a way yes, but it wasn’t something that was ever supposed to last. My regret is the way it ended, I pushed him away when my mom died even though he probably would have helped me through it. He helped me get back on track in life before and probably would have stayed here even though his family left and helped me with the rollercoaster of emotions that came with my mom’s murder if I hadn’t pushed him away.” I finished and Ryan pulled me in for a hug.

“I understand,” he said before kissing the top of my head.

“And your past relationships?” I asked still in his arms with my head on his chest.

“Just one, Red. Her name was Kaitlyn; I called her Lyn even though most others called her Kate. We started dating when I was about 16, she was a very bubbly person and had a kind heart. Everyone thought we were destined to be mates but when my 18th birthday came, it was close friends and family only. Cole planned it all and my friends weren’t allowed. At the end of the night, I had to know if she was my mate, so I ran to her house. She was having a sleep over with her best friend. Her window was open and I wanted to call to her, but Blade said it was a bad idea and I knew right then she wasn’t my mate.”

“So, what happened?” I asked.

“I basically avoided her like a coward. She was only a few weeks younger than me so I assumed she would find her mate within a few weeks and the issue would resolve itself. Again, I was a coward, and I couldn’t bare that I might break her heart but I did just that by the route I chose instead. One day after training she cornered me and when I didn’t greet her with the normal kiss, she knew. She cussed me out and left crying. I shifted and ran for hours before finally coming home and showering and sleeping. After a few days I took her, her favorite take out and apologized. She accepted my apology but said she needed time to adjust. I walked away and gave her time. Then after she found her mate, he and I became best friends, we video game together, spar together, sports, normal guy stuff. They are happily married; they have a one-year-old son who loves his uncle Ryan, and she is pregnant now with twins.” Ryan finished.

“I’m glad we got this all out on the table,” I say pulling myself away from his chest just enough to look up at him.

“Me too,” Ryan replies with a small smile before I capture his lips in a sweet kiss.

“You’re adorable Red but don’t start nothing we can’t finish,” Ryan says with a half joking half serious laugh when our lips part causing me to giggle yet again.

“Come midnight we’ll see if we finish it,” I tease, and Ryan laughs again.

I feel like the lovesick teens must feel in movies.