"You seem happy nowadays," Milan asked with arched brows and a smirk pulling on his lower lip."Really?" I ask trying not to smile but I know I failed coz I couldn't stop grinning from ear to ear.
"Yes," he nodded fervently "and I have noticed. Since that meeting with the "clients" where you spent the night with, you came back happy than ever" he pointed out making me laugh out loud as he air-coated clients.
"What can I say, it went great" I shrugged picking up my small towel wiping sweat from my body, and drinking some water. We were training early in the morning like we always do.
"So, did you choose her as your mate," he asked with a smile.
"Why do you assume it's a her," I ask with my brows raised in questioning.
"So you finally admit that you went on a date," he says sitting down on the bench and wiping his sweaty body with a towel that was wrapped around his neck. I just shrugged winking at him "I knew it, so when are you introducing them to the pack" he asked excitedly jumping up and down on the bench.
"Calm down there barracuda" I cracked up "I will not introduce him to anyone until it works out," I say picking up my shirt and pulling it on.
"Yeah, I get it. Sometimes it's not good to rush things. Most especially the part of choosing our mates. Some omegas are not fit for marriage and we tend to make mistakes" he says softly "I wish we never wronged the moon goddess, everything would have been easier" he says making me nod. He was right, knowing your fated mate is so much easier than choosing but what can we do, we are the ones to blame for disobeying our creator.
"I know man but we have nothing to do about it," I say gulping my water.
"I hate that we have to live like humans yet we're different" he sighs "I'm willing to do anything to bring our wolves back but..."
"I wish I could also see my wolf too" I chuckle thinking of it. What would it look like, would it have been big or small? I wonder.
"Me too man but we have nothing to do thanks to our ancestors" he scoffed "but I'm happy for you buddy. Hope it works out" he patted my back. Yeah, I hope so too. I whispered in my head. "It was a good fight by the way, but let me hope tomorrow I will beat your ass" I burst out laughing at his wishful thinking.
"You always say that," I tell him "all you need to do is work on your speed in the hands, and hearing. Maybe you will be able to beat my ass" I pat his back.
"My arms are too weak, I don't know alpha," he says with sagged shoulders.
"Don't worry, just keep practicing"
"I know one day I will outrun you Kolan Bexton," he says determinedly.
"That's the spirit, my dear friend," I say knowing that that day won't come like ever. I was the fastest and strongest warrior here and no matter how no one can beat me. Not even my father. That's why I say, I was meant to be a warrior "go wake up the others, work on their legs today. They are too weak" I say as he nodded waving goodbye. I walked away going back to my house still breathing hard so tired out of my mind.
Milan and I wake up early in the morning so that I can teach him some new techniques since he was now the head warrior. I can't say that he was weak, no, he wasn't but he needs to know how to protect our pack like I did when I was still the head warrior tho he was doing pretty great work. It suits him perfectly.
Reaching my house, I walked to the bathroom instantly, I felt sticky with all the sweat that was rolling down my body. A big grin spread on my lips when my mind went back to that night I spent with Dean, my king, my chosen
Mate. It was the best night of my entire life.
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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.