The Alpha's Runt Mate (complete)

Chapter 4: Nathan POV

Chapter 4: Nathan

"You can call me Nate," I said, sniffing her hair and kissing her head. The last 30 minutes of her sitting next to me had helped to bring my scent onto her body. That other male scent was almost all gone. I knew I'd have to mark and mate her to complete her scent transition but considering how fragile my tiny mate was I determined I would have to wait and just tolerate the foreign scent for as long as it took for her to feel safe and ready.

"Do we have a deal?" The red-haired alpha asked, reaching his hand out to me. The discussion about the treaty had gone in a positive direction for the most part so I shook his hand. "On two conditions." He nodded, "Which are?" I pulled Willa behind me and said, "First, no one in this pack contacts or visits my mate unless she wants them to meaning I will call you to initiate contact. Second, I want you to punish the mutt that has been touching Willa." The older Alpha's eyes grew big. "Excuse me? What slander is this?" I felt Willa push her face into my lower back and speak rapidly, "How did you know? Please don't be mad at me. I told him not to. Please don't reject me!" I turned away from the alpha and picked up my mate. She instantly turned her face into my shoulder and clung onto my shirt. She was anxious and upset, literally shaking. I whispered that I wasn't going anywhere and to relax her body. I turned back to the alpha and said, "My mate trembles in fear and smells of an unmated male. Someone has been trying to mate her and whoever he is was not given permission by my mate or myself. I want him punished. I'm giving you 24 hours to learn his name. If I have to ask Willa because you fail to act I will punish this whole pack." Her father glared, "I will investigate and report back. Now leave." "Gladly," I spat back, turning my back on them.

As I walked out the front door I realized I didn't have any of my mate's personal items. "Little mate, is there anything you want from your room or closet?" She clung to me and pushed her face further into my chest. She whispered something incoherent. "What's that, little love?" She turned her face to me and said, "I don't have personal things. I sleep on the couch and wear hand-me-downs that the other she-wolves don't want." I shook with fury and told her I would be buying her clothes and anything else she needed from now on. She whispered a "thank you" and then fell asleep in my arms during the car ride home. She was exhausted.

When we arrived at the pack house 30 minutes later I carried her tiny body inside. She would get a tour later. I took her directly upstairs and laid her on my king sized bed. She looked like a child with her petite frame. I untied her apron and pulled her dress over her head and redressed her in my shirt so she would sleep surrounded by my scent. I was surprised though. She had a nice body with beautiful breasts that had been covered by the frumpy dress she had been wearing earlier. A part of me felt ashamed but a more dominant part of me felt it was alright that I had dressed my mate and stolen a glance. She didn't need to ever wear hand-me-downs again or hide her figure. I would treat her like a queen. She was going to be my Luna after all.

I laid next to Willa and watched her sleep. She was breathing lightly, her chest seemed to barely rise and fall. After a few minutes of me not touching her she began to shake and whimper, still asleep. I realized that she was probably cold and wrapped her in my arms and legs. Her body adjusted to me and stopped shivering. I kissed her forehead and wished her sweet dreams as I fell into a deep sleep myself.