His Surprise Mate

Chapter 7 The wish

Rebekah

I thought if I go along with Aaron, I'll be free but damn, I have never been more wrong. Aaron touches my cheek again, maybe to check if the burning sensation is still there. Yes. It is still there. I jump from his touch and hit my head on the head board. Head board? I was in a living room. I quickly take in my surroundings and realize that I am in a bedroom with the Alpha King. Alone with him. Even if we are mates, this is highly inappropriate from me. A big no-no.

He shakes his head and place his hands on my arms and I suddenly feel warm and safe. From what or whom? I don't know. He is playing with my mind. I try to get out of his hold but he holds me tighter and sits down on the bed. The audacity. Can't he see I don't want him to touch me.

"You can't fight me Rebekah, stop moving and listen to me." he says almost genuinely but dad has trained me better than to trust anyone, especially someone like him.

'I have to get out of here', with this thought my fight or flight activates,so I try to relax and as soon as Aaron notices this, I punch him. Right in his face.

My punch catches him off guard and I try to get away from him as fast as I can but he recovers quickly, catch me by my waist and literally throws me on the bed. The asshole climbs on top of me and holds my hand above my head and hold my face making me look at him.

He opens his mouth to say something but I don't want to listen to him. I just want to get out of here, so I do the only thing I could think of and kick him where it hurts but even if he is in pain, he doesn't show it and puts my legs under his.Very gently, if I might add.

"I am not going to hurt you but if you don't stop hitting me, I will tie you up." he threatens me with a different voice, almost like the one they use in horror movies and panic hits me like a wall of brick.

"Let me go you sick f**k." I yell at him. He looks surprised but then surprises me instead. He leans down and kiss me.

He freaking kissed me. God, why does it feels so good? I shut my eyes tightly and freeze in surprise but don't kiss him back so he bites my lip. I open me mouth a bit at his bite and he uses it as an advantage and slides his tongue inside my mouth.

I have absolutely no idea why I kissed him back in that moment. My back archs and I deepen the kiss. He kisses me so passionately and slow and sweet. So this is what heaven tastes like. Wait, no. What? Heaven? We are still kissing and he keeps deepening it but I need something.

But, what?

Ah. Yes, Oxygen.

I pull back and take a deep breath. My eyes are still closed and I just don't want to open them. Afraid that this is still one of my dreams and the only difference is that instead of just green eyes, a perfect man is kissing me.

"Look at me." Mr. Green eyes orders. Not a dream then. Damn.

"please." he says again, very softly this time and only then I open my eyes to look at him.

"I am sorry." he says confusing me.

"Why?"

"I rejected you?" he sounded so unsure confusing me even more. He must have seen the look of pure confusion on my face because he chuckled at me and that sound went straight to my core.

"I am sorry that I tried to reject you. Thank God, it didn't work."

"Okay? but why didn't it work and would you please get off of me now?" I ask him genuinely hoping he would get off me because if we remain in this position for another minute, I will do something I'd regret.

"I will get off you but give me your word that you'll not try to run or punch or kick me."

"You have my word" He gets off me and I sit crossing my legs.

"We started on the wrong foot. Let's start again?" he asks as if he just didn't kissed me, which reminds me.

"Alright, we can start again but just so you know, if you kiss me again I will punch you."

"Got it." he says slowly like he doesn't like the idea of not kissing me again.

"My best guess as to why the rejection didn't work is because we were never supposed to happen. I am a hybrid, I don't get a mate and you are human. But now that we are, whatever we are, I want to give this a chance."

"I don't know a thing about you and what if I don't want to give a chance to this?" I point at him then me "us?"

"Funny you think you have a choice. You may not be able to feel the mate bond yet but I am sure you can feel the sparks between us and-"

"Sparks? You mean you burning me wherever you touch?" I ask him stopping him mid-sentence.

"I am not burning you Rebekah. It's the mate bond working. Wait. You do know what being a mate means?" Aaron asks raising his eyebrows.

I think for a beat and settle for something Marissa once told. "Yeah, a little, maybe. Mate is your soulmate. As soon as you find them, you mark each other, have s*x then babies and you live with them for the rest of your lives and probably die together." I say in one go.

I don't know what I expected from Aaron but he surprises me when he laughs. Not a chuckle or a smile but a very beautiful laugh.

It's now that I notice how perfect Aaron is. He has freakin' dimples. He has dark brown hair and is definitely tall and well built. He is wearing a black shirt and black pants. I have always had a thing for men in black.

'Focus Rebekah. Stop checking him out.' Comes the voice of my reason.

"What's so funny?" I ask sounding offended when in reality I want him to keep laughing. It's kinda addictive. 'Stop Rebekah.' Ah yes. Stop.

"Being mates is so much more than marking each other, s*x, babies and dying together. Whoever told you that was not being true with you." he explains, once he composes himself and suddenly turns serious.

What's with him and his sudden mood changes?

"OK. So, here the thing, I will won't mark you until you are ready. I will give you time but just so we are clear, you are my mate, only mine and if you have anyone in your life already then break up with him." so he starts on a good point and then orders me to break up with a boyfriend I never had. Great.

"I don't have any relationship or a boyfriend. And if you really want me to be here, I suggest you lose this attitude. Otherwise you won't find me here or anywhere for that matter."

I tell firmly and I mean every single word. I may not a match for him and his powers but I am good at what I do. I've been trained to dissappear. He may be the almighty Alpha King but I am Rebekah and I am not a puppet and certainly not one of those girls who except everything their mate tell them. He doesn't say anything about my little outburst, so I continue.

"If you wish that we give this a try, you'd have to treat me as your equal. I may not know a lot about mates but I know one thing, I am not your lapdog. If you want me to respect you, you'd have to respect me. Respect goes both ways and same goes for trust and love." I realize what I just said when he scoots closer to me. s**t. I didn't mean to say love. Real s**t.

"We'll see about love but I think I can work with the other two." he says still moving closer to my face. "I see you have quite a temper. Good, I like it. And just so you know too, I will never make you do anything you don't want to. I am not some horny werewolf"

"O-Okay." Why the hell am I stuttering? We now only a few inches apart and if either of us moves a little, our lips will touch.

"So you understand me. Good. Now just one more thing"

"What now?" I ask.

"You will move in with me."

"I don't even know you." I know he won't let me go but I try to reason anyways. He may not be, what did he say, yes, a horny male werewolf but he is still an Alpha, the Alpha King to be exact, he is going to be very possessive of me. I just know it.

"You will." he says brushing his lips on mine. I expected him to kiss again but he pulls back and stands taking all the warmth with him.

"I will get your things here. You can freshen up, the bathroom is on your right." Aaron says and starts walking out of the room.

"Try not to miss me much." he winks at me and leaves.

What the hell just happened?

I am still in shock I guess as watch him close the doors and fall back on his bed, looking up at his ceiling and what I see is magnificent. He has a glass roof and I can see a thousand stars.

I have always been a sucker for the night. The stars, the moon, the peace that comes with the darkness, the allure.

Maybe living here won't be that bad after all.

A shooting star is all I remember before I nodded off.

'Please God, make me strong so that I never have to bow down to anyone. Give me the peace I search in the nightfall. Just give me Peace.'