Fated Mates: The Alpha

Madison: Chapter Two

Madison

"Order up for table two!"

I wiped the sweat from my brow and hurried to the window to pick up table two's food. I smiled at Ricky from the window and took the food to the table.

"Maddy, I've got four on table eight." Jocelyn, Wyatt's mom, called from behind the counter.

I nod and walk over to table eight, taking out my pad. Behind me, Wyatt busses the tables, wearing his cute little hairnet to cover up his head full of curls.

My heart beats incredibly fast as he shoots me a smile and bumps his hip with mine as he passes by me.

We both started working at his mom's diner when we turned sixteen. Instead of becoming a warrior like his dad wanted him to be, Wyatt took the job with his mom for me. I wanted to work for her, but I didn't want to do it alone. I was used to having Evie around me for almost every second of every day. But she didn't want to work at the diner, instead opting to work retail at the mall.

So Wyatt told me he would work with me and since then, we've busted our asses, smelling like grease and smiling our asses off for our customers.

It was one thing I had with Wyatt that no one could take from me. I wasn't stupid. I knew the very moment Evie and Wyatt began hooking up because Evie was probably the worst with poker faces.

I could still remember the night she came home with the biggest smile on her face, her cheeks flushed and a hickey the size of Alaska on her collarbone.

Dad had flipped his lid when he saw it and mom had to calm him down. Evie never revealed who gave it to her, even when Mom asked her for dad. But I knew.

Wyatt was a little better at hiding the fact that he was f*cking my sister. What gave it away was the covert looks he would give her when he thought no one was looking. Or the way he would hold her just a bit longer than was necessary if we were all out having a night out.

I wasn't jealous though. I mean, don't get me wrong, I was completely infatuated with Wyatt too. I had been since we were little. He was always the knight in shining armor. He always protected us from getting into trouble, taking the fall for all of the stupid stuff we would get into as kids.

Who ate all of the cookies that were made for the party? Wyatt did. Who wrote on the walls in my dad's office? Wyatt did.

His mom was always running in with a furious look in her eyes and pointing her finger threateningly at Wyatt.

He would just shrug and give us a small smile while she led him away, whispering into his ear and growling at him to behave.

My reasoning for not being jealous was that I knew he loved me too. But we weren't physically involved. He showed me in other ways that he cared for me.

Like how he would sit with me after a long shift and share fries with me, even though he absolutely would never share food with anyone else.

I would insist on getting my own food, but he would shake his head and order us a full meal to enjoy together. And he would have his arm slung over my shoulder and just crack jokes and talk sh*t about Ronan and all of the stupid stuff that pup got himself into.

It's what we ended up doing that night. After we cleaned up for shift change, he put an order in with Ricky, cleaned off all of our last tables and then we took our usual spot in the corner of the diner where the seat curved in.

"What am I going to do when you go to the Academy and I'm stuck eating all of this food by myself?"

"Get fat, I presume."

He snorts and leans back, patting his toned stomach with a smirk. "I get my work out in. I think I'm fine."

I poke his abs, feeling how hard they are under the white t-shirt he wears to work. His mom has us wear tacky uniforms that look like they should have stayed in the seventies, but Wyatt makes them look good.

"Feels a little flabby to me. Maybe you should get on steroids."

He chuckles as he takes a sip of the chocolate milkshake he ordered us.

"Shut up. I told you that in confidence."

I snigger and take a fry and pop it into the milkshake. He leans down quickly and snatches it out of my fingers with his mouth, smacking his lips as he smiles at me. I swat him on his shoulder and shake my head.

"I really don't know how you stay in shape with all that you eat. I'm struggling."

He looks me over in my fugly dress and shakes his head. "Nope. Perfect. As always."

I bite my lip and feel my face heat up at his compliment. He always does that. Sometimes I wonder how it would be if Evie and I weren't his mates and we had to see him with some other woman.

The thought of it makes me feel sick to my stomach and makes me wonder if I should just stop trying to wait for my mate and just give in to wanting Wyatt.

I wonder, also if he would even take my advances seriously at this point. He never made it a secret that he liked Evie and I. But what if he only wanted Evie?

Or what if he just preferred me as a friend? I do this all the time when I'm around him. I overthink sh*t to the point where I bring myself down and I can't enjoy just being with him.

He pokes my side and turns to face me fully, his chocolate eyes boring into me.

"What's going on in that big brain of yours?"

I smile at him and shake my head. I'm being ridiculous. I want to wait for my fated mate and not even the temptation that is Wyatt Daniels is going to derail me from that now. Besides, we're only a month away from from Evie and my birthday.

"You think I'm dumb for taking a semester off before I start school?"

He frowns and shakes his head. "No. Why would I? You're the smartest person I know. You could take a full year off before you start at the Academy and still be smarter than everyone that started this year."

I smile at him and shake my head. "You should consider going. You're not as dumb as you look."

He grins and places a hand over his heart. "Aww...that's like the best compliment I've ever gotten."

We laugh and go back to finishing our food. Jocelyn comes out of her office as we start to clean up after ourselves and hugs me tightly before tiptoeing and kissing Wyatt on his forehead.

"You two done for the night?"

"Yup." He pops the 'p' and smiles brightly at his mom.

"Are you heading home or...?"

Wyatt turns to me and shrugs. "No. I think I want to go out to the stream. You want to join me?"

"Sure. Want me to call Evie and Ro?"

He shrugs and drapes an arm around my shoulders to lead me out.

"Well, call me if you're going to be home late. And wear a condom!"

I widen my eyes as she yells that across the restaurant and Wyatt throws the peace sign over his head, not even affected and laughs.

"I hope no one tells my dad."

Wyatt laughs harder as he opens his truck's passenger door and helps me up into it.

"He'll believe them if they do."

I blush and shake my head. "Oh Goddess, I hope no one says anything."

"Yeah, Goddess forbid your spotless reputation gets a small hit."

"Just because you're a man wh*re doesn't mean anything."

He gasps as he jumps into the driver's seat and places a hand on his chest. "Ouch. That hurts. I haven't wh*red around in..."

"Two years."

He raises his eyebrows at me and I smile at him. "What...How...?"

I point to myself as I put my seat belt on and raise my eyebrows. "Smartest person you know, remember?"

He takes a deep breath, his smile fading slightly. "What do you know?"

"Apart from you sleeping with my sister...Nothing else."

He exhales deeply as he takes off and frowns. "Are...are you mad?"

I snort and shake my head. "No. Why would I be?"

Wyatt's face scrunches up and he shrugs. "I don't know. I...I just don't want you to be upset about it. I...We're not together. Just so you know."

I look at how uncomfortable he looks and I sigh. "I'm okay. Its...not a surprise. I was a little upset when neither of you told me, but...I'm fine now."

Wyatt sighs. "I'm sorry. I...I don't know what to say. I dont....I don't want you to think that I like you any less or....F*ck. I don't even know what I'm saying."

I smile at how flustered he seems and I shrug.

"It's okay. I get it. She and I are different even if we have the same face.You and her match. You're bothering extremely extroverted and like to have fun. I'm...well I only go out with you, Ro and Evie."

Wyatt shakes his head and sighs. "No, I mean yeah, I like Evie like that, but I like you the way you are too. I...If you and her aren't my fated, I don't think I'd survive. I love both of you. And I know...I know it sounds bad but I want both of you. I know you may not feel the same, but..."

My heart skips a beat at his confession and I blush. He stops at the road that leads down to the stream and turns to look at me. It's rare to see Wyatt completely serious. He's usually goofy or smiling at nothing. He's never serious. Always just having fun.

But right now, his brows are furrowed and I can feel his aura strongly surrounding me. I doubt that he knows that he's pushing it out, but I wince as I bare my throat at him. He's strong. And when I say strong, I mean strong.

My dad has a big aura about him as well, but his has never felt as oppressive as Wyatt's. If I were a betting wolf, which I'm not, I would say that he could probably give my dad a run for his position as Alpha.

Which would be bad. Because Wyatt wasn't even his son or Meredith's. And that's how packs usually run. I don't see my dad giving Wyatt the position of Alpha without a fight and that scares the crap out of me.

I whimper and Wyatt winces and scrunches his eyes closed. "Sorry, Mads, that sh*t has been happening a lot lately. My dad has been trying to help me figure it out because I'm scared of telling mom. But...he's a human so there's only so much he can do."

I smile at him and pat his hand. "It's okay. It's just...it's strong. And...my dad has been complaining of something being wrong."

Wyatt frowns and opens his eyes. "What do you mean?"

I take a deep breath and look out of the windshield towards the stream. "I mean, I think you're next in line as Alpha. I think what's wrong with him is that his powers are being transferred. But...I haven't said anything."

Wyatt pales under the moonlight shining in from the windshield.

"I can't...I hope that's not the case. Can we...I want to talk about something else."

"Like what?"

Wyatt leans back against the headrest and closes his eyes. "Would you want to be my mate?"

I raise my eyebrows and take his hand from his lap in between both of my own.

"I don't want to get my hopes up for that, Wyatt, but yeah. I would love that."

He smiles and turns to look at me. "Me too, Mads."

We sit in silence, holding hands for a little bit before he turns to look at me again.

"You want to go for a walk?"

I nod slowly and we get out of his truck. He takes my hand in his and we walk out to the stream. The sound of it bubbling along relaxes me and I turn to face Wyatt.

"So, did you want me to call Evie and Ro?"

He furrows his eyebrows and rubs a hand on the back of his neck.

"No. I think I like it like this for tonight. Is that okay?"

I smile and my heart threatens to spill out of my chest.

"Yeah, I think I'd like that."

Wyatt grants me with his signature grin and I have to mentay remind myself that I can't let myself fall more deeply for him because it's going to hurt like a b*tch if he wasn't mine.