Page 8 of Stuck With His Mate

I don’t know what I could possibly say to this. He had experienced exactly what he was trying to warn me from doing. If I had escaped from him and gone home, I could have starred in the worst memories of another person’s life, and the thought of that sickens me.

“I am sorry. I didn’t know….”

“No you didn’t, and to be honest, you don’t deserve the hard time I'm giving you. I can see how much effort you put into training everyday even though you're exhausted for that, I must commend you. Well done Angelina, I am proud to have you in my pack.” He says, flashing me a smile before he walks off.

I stand there, rooted to the spot in horror at the thought of what he had experienced. I know there wasn’t really an apology for his callous comments in there, but knowing this about him, I can’t help but respect him for opening up and telling me his reasons.

I cant even imagine someone so confident that they can show their vulnerability and still lead a pack. He truly is an Alpha!

I can finally see what Alyssa means.

Spending more time together in close proximity makes it hard to deny the simmering attraction between us, but with no real resolution to our arguments, the solution is to just ignore it.

After a long and stressful day running mock drills and training for the next sentinel tryouts, I take a break so I put on a classic movie to watch.

Making my way to the living room where I switch the lights off, I get a blanket, and snuggle in. I ended up picking Teen wolf. No pun intended.

Days of stress have left me tense. I am already on edge due to the constant horniness I couldn’t take care of; I had left my vibrator behind. William strategy of alternating between sensuously staring at me with his beautiful eyes; and ignoring me gets me hot and bothered.

I am enjoying the movie when Williem butted in, starting yet another fight.

“I can see that humans have still not come far from their lowly origins, and primitive fears.” Willem sneers. He stands at the doorway and the light from the television screen makes his face easy to see despite the dark of the room.

Annoyance and anger has distorted his features, making him look almost cruel. If I had to guess, I’d say he was annoyed at the movie’s portrayal of werewolves.

I don’t know why he would say such a thing just because of a movie, especially after we had a discussion about his dislike for humans. I had thought he had reconsidered what he knew previously.

“Hi Williem.” I start, more annoyed than startled at his obnoxious comment. “Just in case you didn’t already, I want you to understand that I know you have your reservations, but you still have no clue about us humans.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Really.”

“Please tell me one thing about you humans that I haven’t considered. One thing I don’t already know.” He asks, stepping away from the door and leaning in close to me. I didn’t know why he did so, but I am not going to be intimidated by anyone.

“You are so secure in your superiority that you don’t even know how far we humans have come. C’mon, you drive cars, and guess what? We did that. Just like you wolves, we are more than the sum of our individuals, and if you would just open up your eyes, you would see that, instead of being arrogant and……”

I was cut off from the rest of my rant when Williem shut me up in the only way that wouldn’t end with his face scratched. He gently grabbed my face with one hand.

And claims my lips with his.

WILLIEM

I can’t help it. One moment I am listening to Angelina yelling and telling me off, as she states all the things wrong with me and my behavior, and the next second my lips are on hers. I could smell her instant arousal and it was impossible to wonder if she would get soaked for me.

“Damn it” I blurted out, right before I claimed her lips. I have tried to stay away, but I couldn’t keep to my resolution. So, here I am, ravaging her lips like a pirate intent on plundering and spoiling.

My Angelina tastes like a mixture of malt and cherry, and it felt so good to finally taste her lips after all my wondering and imagining. I pulled her up to me, one hand sinking into her bottom and raising her so I could enjoy this fully.

“You taste like every good thing I can imagine, Angelina. Fucking hell!” I confess, right after she breaks away to take a breath. For a moment I fear she is going to slap me, but she claims my lips instead.

I draw her even closer, pressing her body to mine, while I palm the small of her back. Angelina clutches at the back of my shirt, seemingly enjoying this even more than I do, moaning her appreciation into my mouth.

Tracing her lips with my tongue, I nibble on her full bottom lip, then I map out every inch of its softness with my tongue.

“Liem…….. mmmmm yes” she moans.

I don’t know where she had heard the diminutive of my name, but I like it and besides, I’m too far gone to care. The sound of my name, coming from her lips, in that tone, heats up my blood, and her next action has me rock hard.