The Refugee's Mate (Werewolf Story)

Chapter 37: Holding out for a hero

George

I have no idea.

Whether or not he's taking his time before the attack or if he wants to catch us off guard. I really don't know. No one does.

What I do know is that it's spring break and I still have to face Alpha internship and warrior training. But at least I don't have school in the morning, so small blessings.

Also, I have much more time to enjoy my loving mate whose birthday is fast approaching.

We need his birthday party now more than ever. I didn't know it at the time when I asked my dad for permission but we could really use the fun.

With all the preparation for the impending attack, we forgot to be just teenagers. Plus, my mate really does need this.

He's been through hell and back. And I'm not exaggerating. He literally talked his way out of being murdered.

I mean, at least long enough for us to arrive. But if that other guy didn't call us, we wouldn't have reached him in time.

I can't even imagine what Liam must've told him we would do. But he was right. If my mate didn't survive, no hell on Earth would've kept me from exacting my revenge.

Anyway, I digress. The point is we do need a party. Badly. Plus, it is spring break.

My mate summons me to his room after lunch and I'm already wondering what it is that he wants.

But if he's calling me for an afternoon delight, I'm game. His doctor ordered sexual sabbatical is over now. Thank Goddess!

"Good afternoon, mate. What can I do for you?" - I greet him once he lets me inside of his room. He looks pleased.

"I'm so glad you asked. You can tell me when you'll be down to bottom for me. I think this conversation is long overdue." - He surprised me in a serious tone.

This is so not what I thought this was going.😓

I gasped in shock, but I'm guessing I can't run away from this conversation if he called me here specifically for this. I grunted.

"I don't know when. What if it hurts?" - I replied, sincerely.

"It may hurt a little at first, but the pain will lesser as you get used to. It's not a big deal." - He informed me with a serious expression.

I looked at him in silence for a while.

"You're not gonna give this up, are you?" - I asked him in a defeated tone.

"I'm not gonna force this on you, if that's what you're asking. But we've been mated for several months now. Sex shouldn't scare you." - He argued in a humble tone. His eyebrows arched in annoyance.

I breathed out a sigh and sat on his bed.

"I guess I could try it." - I conceded in a defeated tone.

"I know you're dreading this. But mating lasts for a lifetime and I'm not gonna deprive myself of the experience. You're the only boy I wanna have sex with. And I should get what I want as much as you do." - He argued in a meek tone and I couldn't resist giving in to him.

"Fine. That's fair. Do you want it now?" - I questioned, surprising him by my disposition.

He looks baffled at me, shocked.

"No, not now. But soon. Okay?" - He responded with a naughty grin.

I nodded along and kissed him for a good time, sliding his shirt off of him with ease. My hands are hungry for some skin contact.