Chapter three: Mate? Haha nope.

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Beep, beep, beep is all I hear. Beep, beep, beep I growl and quickly sit up, where the hell am I? I ask myself. I rub my eyes and something catches my arm. I look at my arm to see an iv needle in it, oh my god it's happening again I think hysterically. I yank the iv out and rip the blankets off my body. I shiver as my bare feet touch the cold, smooth, white washed tiles. " why the hell am I wearing a hospital gown" I mutter to myself. I hear the door creak open and I quickly look around grabbing a glass off the cabinet.

I jump back into bed and begin to slow my breathing to an even pace to make it look like I'm sleeping. I hear footsteps moving closer as I clutch the glass harder than ever, if I held it any harder it would smash. A familiar sweet scent washes over me and I feel myself relaxing, I inhale deeply the scent is a mixture of chocolate, oranges and a hint of peppermint. My wolf purrs in pure contentment. " I know your awake " comes a sexy, smooth, deep, velvety voice. His voice sends my heart into erratic, uncontrollable beats. I sigh quietly wishing I could listen to his voice forever.

I clench my hand feeling the cold glass in my hands. I snap out whatever daze I am in and without opening my eyes I throw the glass to the owner of the sexy voice and delicious smell. Without a moment's hesitation I am out of the bed and sprinting out the door without glancing at the stranger. All I see is white, white doors, white walls, white lights and white tiles as I am running through the corridors. All I hear is the slapping of my feet against the tiles.

As I round a corner I hear someone thundering behind me. I pump my legs faster as I run. I push through a set of white double doors and see an elevator just opening at the end of the corridor. I pump harder and slip inside just as the door closes. " yes " I shout while fist pumping the air. I press the button for the ground floor and wait until the doors open. I step out and listen intently my ears prick as I hear someone thundering down the stairs.

I look around searching for an exit. I sprint through the glass door and run till I reach the edge of the forest. I stop suddenly feeling all the pain that I have been ignoring since I woke up. " stupid idiots biting me,  oh wait until I get my hands On them, I'll strangle them in their sleep " I loudly exclaim with overdramatic hand gestures. I stop as I hear a twig snap close by, I freeze and sniff the air. A scent of oranges and chocolate hits me, I internally groan and am about to start running when his voice stops me.

" please, don't run, I'm your mate" he says still hidden. " mate? " I ask " haha nope I don't have a mate and I never will " I deny. My wolf is clawing at my restraint howling to get out. I hear him growl " don't deny it, I know you feel it too and my wolf can hear yours" he tells me. I sigh and look at the ground " look I'm going to go now, I'm a rogue and don't belong to a pack, so uh yea " I awkwardly finish as I start inching backwards. My wolf whimpers in pain and I feel a prick in my chest but I block her out.

Another twig snaps and I finally get to see my mate. I gasp as a tall, muscular man of about twenty steps out. He is at least 6 foot tall, he has well defined abs as far as I can see due to his tight black t-shirt. His dark green eyes seem to darken as he looks at me. I gulp audibly as he steps so close that I can see the flecks of gold surrounding his pupils. I uneasily step backwards as he reaches for my cheek but I soon regret it as the pain and hurt fill his eyes.

" I've waited my whole life to meet you " he whispers thick with emotion. " why are you fighting our fate" he questions. I shake my head as thoughts invade my mind. I don't answer him and he sighs " at least tell me your name " he all but whispers. " Eva " I croak out. " Eva " he repeats as I shiver loving the way it rolls off his tongue. " and you?  " I quietly ask, he looks at me " Luke, Luke Johnson " he answers, my eyes widen and I gasp feeling like I'm going to be sick. That's when I bolt.

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