Skye and her Alpha

Chapter 5: Her Arms

Skye's POV:

We turned the corner and I saw a beautiful kitchen. It has a wooden floor, black cabinets and white marble countertops, with a matching island in the middle. The dinner table was also black and there were gold accents all around. From what I've seen so far, the whole house is like this. My eyes met an older woman's. She was around my height (5'3), had black hair with white streaks, and green eyes like Abby's. "Hi, my name is Angel. I'm Abby's mother," she greeted as she was busy over the stove. "My name is Skye. It's nice to meet you." Abby placed her hand on my lower back and gestured for me to sit at the island. I walked over and sat down, Abby's hand never leaving my back. "I heard your stomach growling from all the way upstairs, so I'm making you something to eat," Angel said, looking back at the stove. "Oh right, the whole wolf thing. I forgot," I nervously joked.

"Yeah, I'm sure it won't be easy to get used to." A man said while entering the kitchen. Almost making me jump. "My name is Lucas, I'm Abby's father," he said, reaching his hand out to me. I backed into Abby who still had her hand on my back, and shook his hand. "I'm Skye," I said with a shy smile. "I know. Your mate Abby here has told us about you," he replied. "Mate? As in soulmate?" I questioned him while looking up at Abby. She was giving him a 'what the fuck' look. "Well, the food is done. So Abby you can serve the both of you, and your father and I are going to bed," Angel said, giving Lucas a death stare. "It was nice meeting you dear," Angel said as she pushed Lucas up the stairs. "You too," I replied with a smile.

Abby left my side and started serving the food. What did her father mean by mate? I looked at Abby and realized just how attractive she is, and what she was wearing. She was wearing black short shorts and a dark blue tang top, and her long black hair was covering her back. Her top was hugging her body perfectly. I could see her abs poking through her shirt. I looked back at her shorts and she has a nice ass. I looked at her abs again, "Damn," I said to myself quietly, taking in her beauty. I could feel myself start to get hot. "See something you like, princess?" She whispered in my ear, placing a plate of food down in front of me. I looked away trying to hide my now red face. "You better be careful.." She trailed off, grabbing my chin to look up at her. "Or I'm gonna get addicted to making you blush."

She let go of my chin and sat down next to me with her plate of food. But she didn't care about personal space, as she pulled my chair closer to her. At this point I might as well just sit on her lap. I'm sure she'd love that, I probably would too. "What did your father mean by 'mate'?" I questioned digging into my food. I also needed a distraction, so I could stop blushing. She sighed, her eyes never leaving me. "Mate is just another word for soulmate. The one and only. A person you can't live without," Abby explained. I could tell that she wasn't telling me everything, like she was avoiding an important piece of information. "You're not telling me everything. So 'mate' is just another word for 'soulmate', and your father called you my mate," I trailed waiting for a proper answer. "Damn it. I was going to wait to tell you, break it to you slowly, but um...you are my mate," she said worried about how I would react. I knew that she was my mate. Every time I laid my eyes on her, a voice in my head kept saying 'mate'. My body tingles whenever she's close. Her eyes put me in a trance every time, even her scent drives me crazy. I didn't know what it was at first, but it didn't take me long to figure it out. "I know. I just wanted to hear you say it," I shrugged with a smile on my face. She looked at me and we both laughed.

When we were done eating, I decided to be the one to take our dishes to the sink and wash them. I yawned as I placed the dishes in the sink. I went to turn the water on when I felt arms snake their way around my waist. My body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed realizing that it's just her. "No need to wash those right now. I can tell you're still tired, so you should get some more rest. Okay?" Abby whispered into my left ear. I think she could tell that I like it, because she keeps doing it. "Okay," I said, holding back a yawn. She chuckled, letting go of my waist and grabbing my hand.

"You can wear my clothes to bed. We'll go back to your apartment tomorrow to grab your belongings," she said, closing the door behind her. I smiled at the thought of me wearing her clothes. Clothes that smell like her. "Alright," I said, picking out a pair of black baggy shorts, and a grey oversized t-shirt. "Bathroom is over there, and I could sleep on the couch if you want the bed to yourself," she said, pointing to the bathroom door. "Okay. Actually um..could you..stay with me? In case I have another nightmare?" I asked her, almost pleading. I wasn't afraid of having a nightmare, I just didn't want to be alone in an unfamiliar place. And maybe I hoped to cuddle with her. She smiled trying to hide her excitement towards my request.

"Of course I will princess. I can change out here while you get yourself situated in there. There's a hairbrush, toothpaste and a new toothbrush next to the sink," she still had that beautiful smile on her face. "Thank you," I blushed as I walked into the bathroom. I can't believe what is happening, but I don't want this to end. "I knew I looked rough, but I didn't think I looked this rough," I said to myself looking in the mirror. I picked up the hairbrush and started brushing through my long dirty blonde hair. While doing so I noticed the shower in the mirror behind me. "That's a big ass shower," I said to myself, turning around. Instantly my mind went dirty, and I started thinking about what Abby could do to me in there. I shook my head to get out of my dirty mind. I quickly brushed my teeth and left the bathroom.

"You're turn," I said, opening the bathroom door. I found Abby wearing grey sweats and a white t-shirt. That she clearly wasn't wearing a bra under. Before I would embarrass myself by staring at her chest, I looked at the ground. "Go ahead and make yourself comfy in my bed, I'll join you in a minute," Abby said with a smirk on her face. I think she saw where I was looking. As she went into the bathroom, I got into bed. Laying on my side, I pulled the covers over me and closed my eyes.

A few moments later I heard the bathroom door, and the lights went out. Abby got into the bed grabbing me from behind, pulling me close to her. "Is this okay mi amor?" she asked, making sure there was consent. Her calling me 'mi amor' and her sudden touch left me speechless. "Yes.." I forced out. "Good," she sighed, pulling me even closer to her. If that was even possible. She started rubbing circles on my stomach, and within minutes, I fell asleep in her arms. My mates arms.