"Because you're my chosen mate"What the hell has he said, am I hearing things again or am I dreaming? Yes, I must be dreaming coz all this was unreal. Me being here with non other than Dean Meeton was impossible. How can Dean, the king of werewolves, the alpha of alphas, the most respected alpha in our city ask another dominant on a date, not only that, he tells me that I am his chosen mate?
In conclusion, this was a dream and it would be great if I woke up now. Yes, it was good but it was time for me to wake the fuck up from this beautiful dream but I knew better. It wasn't a dream, it was real, Dean was staring at me with those beautiful eyes of his which I just found out that I could look into forever. They are captivating.
Though, this the time they held something I couldn't understand. It was intense, it made my whole body break out with goosebumps and I felt bees happily swimming in my tummy at the way he looked at me. I swallowed hard taking deep shaky breaths trying to understand all of this.
"What?" I mumbled my voice rasp. He flickered his eyes all over my face until they settled into my eyes again.
"I already chose you as my mate" he declared putting his hand on top of mine. I looked down at his hand feeling goosebumps breakthrough on my skin. He looked sincere but for some reason I was waiting for him to laugh out loud and say he was kidding or a prank but did it come, no, course Dean Meeton doesn't joke.
I'm sure about that.
"B-but you..." I stuttered out.
"Having an heir doesn't mean I chose a mate Kolan, in what century are you in" his voice was gentle, soft, and sweet. I couldn't help my heart from swooning but I managed to pull my hand from his taking deep shaky breaths. His touch was burning my all body. Why was my body on fire, it's like he had lit a matchbox all over it.
"You can't be serious Dean," I said in a hushed voice "you damn well know that it can't be, you of all people should know this. You hold the book of rules in your hands. This is wrong, so wrong" I bit my lips hard. What's wrong with me? My heart wants the other thing yet my mouth lets out different stuff.
"For a person who was pissed off me having another person as a mate, you change so quickly, now it's wrong" he arched his perfect eyebrows up.
"We both know that it's wrong" I whisper trying to not tremble now.
"If it's wrong, why are you here then? I know you feel it too, you shouldn't be here if you don't feel it" he says and I hate that he was so damn right, I would have said no to him but I didn't and I flirted when he did, fuck I complimented him.
"We are both Doms, Dean. It's rule number one. We could break other rules but this" I tried to reason to him. This was bad on all levels and I don't want to think about what will happen when people find out or especially when my father finds out. Why am I thinking too much into it?
Nothing has happened yet.
"And I have never agreed with that rule and not that I respected it in the first place" my eyes were wide in shock. Our king doesn't agree with the rule. What the fuck "What's so wrong with two Doms being together, in the past it..." he trailed off taking a deep sigh "The rules can't stop me from feeling this way Kolan" he let out a frustrated exhale "Listen, I feel so strongly about you, and no matter how much I want to stop I can't control it, I am so attracted to you, sometimes it's embarrassing" I gasped, was he confessing to me? Yes Kol, he is confessing to you dumb ass.
"We can't"
"We are both grownups Kolan, I don't want to play cats and rats. If you want me say so, but if you don't want to. Let's forget about all this and move on and never speak of it" he says seriously eyes not leaving mine at all. He was so straightforward and I love it.
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The forbidden rule (MxM) (A werewolf story)
General FictionI kolan Bexton, in and out of control, I will forever want a dominant even if it's a forbidden rule number one. I have written many stories. But I still suck at the description. Please read and find out.