An Alpha's Love

Chapter Two~

~Kian's POV~

She is perfect.

My train of thoughts was smashed as my beautiful mate ran off into the building.  Go after her! Just as I was about to launch myself after her, a hand clasped onto my wrist and pulled me back.  I turned around, a low growl resonating out of my chest.  No one denies me my mate. No one.

"Woah, dude."  George let go of my wrist, backing away slightly.  Soon I realized the group had formed a circle around me.  What the hell? "It's not wise to go after her, Kian."

My eyes narrowed. "Why not? She's my mate." 

"But..." Something registered in his eyes, and he sighed deeply.  He looked at the rest of the group for help, visibly struggling for the right words.  

"Look, man." A tall guy stepped forward, running a hand through his blonde hair. I recognized him as Tyler.  "Don't you remember? That's Meeve.  Meeve O'Sullivan."  Racking my brain for the name, my eyes flew open wider. 

"That's Meeve?"  I rubbed my hands all over my face.  She's changed.  In more ways than one...

Suddenly, I shrugged.  Why should it matter? She's my mate, and that's all that matters.  I am hers, and she is mine.  Forever. Why should the past matter? I turned to go after her again, when yet another hand pulled me back.

"Give her some time, man." Tyler said, worry all over his face.

Finally, George spoke up after his silence.  "He's right." I grinded my teeth, letting out a deep breath.    If I was going to make a good impression on my little mate, then I was going to have to listen to her closest friends.  But I simply don't understand why she needs time.  

All I wanted to do was hold her and never let her go.  

She has to feel the same...

Right?

~Meeve's POV~

"All I want to do is go up to him and smash his damn face in."  I growled, holding on to the wall to keep from throwing something.  Of course, my wolf howled angrily at me for even thinking such a thing about my mate. 

I felt a timid touch on my back, and I relaxed slightly.  "Give it some time." Lindsey said soothingly but nervously.  "Maybe you can find a way to forgive him."

Shaking my head adamantly, I felt my anger spike up again.  "Never."  How could I possibly forgive him?  I don't care who he is now.  He tortured me for a good chunk of my adolescent life.  I even have nightmares about it, for god's sake! That boy left so many scars, and there was no way I could ever let it go.  Even if I wanted to, I don't think I could.  Frankly, he is the bane of my existence in every way shape and form.  My eye twitched as I had a sudden wave of self-hate for thinking that.

The bell rang, and I ignored it, leaning against the wall.  There was no way I could focus in class with all these emotions reeling around my head.

"Do you want me to stay with you?" I nodded slightly, looking down at the floor.  Lindsey was always there for me, no matter what.  Even if it meant possibly failing a class, she was right by my side when I needed her.  "Want to ditch?" Nodding again, I felt her tug me out of the bathroom.  

I swear, a best friend can always read your mind when you need her to.

She looked for teachers, before dragging me further when the coast was clear.  We stepped out into the parking lot, and we slowly strolled towards her car.  "Let's go chill at the mall." Lindsey said for me as I slipped into her vintage convertable.  We both have a thing for vintage sports cars.