Fated

Chapter 17

(Thomas)

 He watched as his mate cooked for their friends. He knew the pack would be by, but he wouldn’t tell her that. No, no. He wouldn’t dare tell her that, he wanted to see the look on her precious little face when she saw she hadn’t made enough.

‘Tsk, tsk mate. Did you think you would really be able to hide that from me?’ her voice sounded in his head and cursed out loud. He had forgotten about the mind link between mates, apparently she had found out about it. She giggled to herself and pulled out all of his fathers’ eggs. Brandon looked at him winked. The bastard! He had told her about the mind link! But… was he angry about that? He didn’t know what he was around her. His heart beat fluttered, his mouth went dry, and his palms got wet and sticky. He was practically a fawning pup!

‘Aww, don’t be so hard on yourself babydoll. I think it’s you cute your at my beck and call.’

‘What did I say about that name Pet, it’s only reserved for a special place.’

‘You never said such a thing as babydoll being used in a certain place.’ She huffed, but he could smell her arousal.

“What exactly are you making, Pet?” He asked out loud and her back stiffened. She shot him a look that promised that he was going to get tortured later on, the only thing he could do was await the pleasure.

‘I can promise you, it will only be torture.’ She cleared her throat and smiled at their friends.

“Good ol’ American meal is all. Pancakes, bacon, eggs. As plain Jane as you could get.” She said and giggled at the name, as if it was nothing.

“Why don’t you add chocolate chips in the pancakes, pet, I’m sure the pack will appreciate it.” He said, crossing his arms and thoroughly enjoying her crimson cheeks.

“Well, I don’t think your father has chocolate chips babydoll. I’m sure you could point them out to me though.” Power surged in between them and all motion stopped in the kitchen. Those around them could feel the tension, this was only a test to see who could break first. And Thomas actually thought he could win, her heat would make her 10 times more lustful than she normally would be, the only thing he would have to was break that barrier.

“I’m sure if you look in the cabinet, there would be some there pet, did you look there?” He asked her raising an eyebrow.

“Are you questioning whether or not I looked thoroughly for what I need, babydoll, or are you just trying to be an asshole?” she asked through clenched teeth and he saw he had poked a sore spot.

“I dunno pet, you tell me.” He said coolly, meeting Mollys’ hard glare. She was trying to stare down an Alpha, he thought it was cute and hilarious. But by the way fury clearly shone in her eyes she obviously thought nothing was funny.

‘Drop it, you win.’ She growled in her mind to him. he simply smirked and leaned forward, laying his folded arms on the table.

‘But I was having so much fun.’ He whined, having no intention of stopping.

‘I swear to god, if you don’t drop it I will cut you.’ She growled and clenched her teeth.

‘Do your worst, pet.’ He said back to her lightly, knowing she would not follow through at all. But he obviously forgot about something else that came with a new werewolf shift. Agitation and rage. She turned round, pushed past his father, and got a knife. Not one of those small butter knives but an actually knife. She started to walk forward, keeping steady eye contact, but she was held back by Sarah.