Topping the Enemy (Werewolf Story)

Chapter 43: Angel Baby | Soldier

Spencer

I am ashamed.

No, not of that skinny bitch putting me down in front of Ares. He can go fuck himself and get away from my mate.

I am embarrassed about being caught with my hand in the cookie jar by Landon and his warriors.

I am already a guest in his pack house, this is not the proper way for a Southern gentleman to behave. And I should've pushed Ares to go home instead of trying to beat the odds.

I would've done that if I had the time, but he showed up at the dining room earlier than I expected and I didn't have the heart to send him away, even though I should have.

Once my heat struck, my powerful pheromones infested the air, leading Ares to lose his impulse control. All I wanted was for him to complete the bond right where we stood.

Well, what's done is done. My only regret is that this was the first time I saw him shirtless in person. Of course, I had already stalked his social media. This is the 21st Century. And that boy loves a post-workout shirtless selfie.

Well, maybe if I looked like THAT I'd post a shirtless selfie every day too... *chuckles*

We have been taking the time to get to know each other properly. He took me on dates to his favorite spots around town. And last Saturday, he took me to meet his family.

It's all going faster than usual because I am on vacation from college, so my time here is limited. We have to make the most of what little time we have left before I go back to Houston.

His family was very welcoming to me. Despite the second chance mate taboo, all Saunders were polite and graceful, even the Delta.

Especially Ares' brother and sister, who looked radiant with joy for us. They told me about how taxing the wait for his mate has been on him. I can only imagine what it'd be like to wait that long...

To think some people wait even longer. I heard one of the people who got mated in the 'meet and greet' was already 30. I am only 20 and already it gives me chills just to think about it.

Truth is I got extremely lucky in the mate department. Yes, I do mean both times.

In the afternoon of the centenary festival, the only reason I escaped with my life was because my mate told me to go home. He knew Aaron would give a long, boring, self-congratulatory speech. He knew the festival would run until night and he would only be dismissed after the Alpha family went home.

Since I had already eaten - and I was never a fan of Aaron in the first place - I took his advice and went to my parent's house, which was empty at the time. It's near the festival location, so I could rest for a bit until I'd come back later that evening to meet with Kevin again.

My sweet angel of a mate Kevin, who selflessly didn't want me to get bored and tired, so he sent me home while he worked. While he risked his life to protect the very person responsible for that heinous attack.

I mean, I know Landon was responsible for the attack. But he would never have thought to mount such a strike if Aaron hadn't killed his father. For sixty years, no one has ever been able to kill a Barnett Alpha. I know Alpha Staedler had a deep respect for the man and for Aaron to think in his months of experience as Alpha that was a good idea... *grunts in annoyance*

Anyway, back to my luck in the mate department, when Kevin died I thought any chance I had of happiness with a partner died with him. We get one mate in life, so after mine died I considered ending my life too.

I faced a very dark time after the attack. I didn't want to see anybody or talk to anyone. All I wanted was to wallow in misery and self-pity. It took a lot for me to bounce back, mainly because of my parents.