My Mate

Silver Lining - II

Day 6
BECKY POV

"My arrogant werewolf!" I whispered as Freen tightened her grip around me. "I am tired baby.... Sleep quietly." Freen muttered.

"Stop baby-ing me! I have to make you remember my powers" I said and gave small kisses on her neck.

"Not now baby" Freen whispered with her eyes closed. Her neck is almost healed, she doesn't have any injury anymore. Yesterday her neck was swollen because I sucked off blood from her and there is just a light mark on her neck.

"Your neck is healed? How?" I asked.

Freen touched her neck to feel the bite mark. "Maybe because you are my mate" Freen muttered.

"Mate? What?"

"Let me sleep baby...." Freen kissed me on the lips and hugged me to stop me from asking any more questions.

"You always do this!"

"Shushhh.... Stop sulking!"

"I am not sulking...." I whispered, but Freen was already asleep.

"You always do whatever you want. Last night as per your convenience you made love with me and now you want to sleep, so you are sleeping. Not fair Freen. I won't let you play anymore with me. Today is the day when I will end this game, I am done playing with each other feelings Freen!" I said in my mind as I lied awake in Freen's arms.

"I will miss your embrace" I whispered to Freen tearfully.

*

Freen went to the dock to complete the paperwork for yacht and I went to market to buy food and some inventory. I wanted to tell her everything in the morning and end this game, but I didn't had the courage to face her, so I decided that I will tell her everything on the yacht later in evening and then I will leave her just like she left me alone after breaking my heart.

SHE DEFINITELY DESERVES THIS.

If she can be selfish then I can also be the same.

*

Freen knows nothing about sailing, I didn't knew it before I planned everything. I am going through the maps in the cockpit. The yacht is well maintained and it's very modern. It have auto-helm, it's similar to autopilot. If I correctly set up the coordinates, direction and speed, then this yacht can safely take Freen to an island without her worrying about steering the yacht.

"Get in Freen, we are getting late!" I called for Freen as it's getting late.

"Bye Paul! Bye Miguel! I have to go now, we don't want my small angry captain to come and scold us! I will see you soon!" I heard Freen talking.

"Goodbye Sam!" Freen climbed up the yacht and with that we started sailing away from the dock.

"I am not small!" I muttered to Freen from the cockpit.

"You are my tiny little captain...." Freen hugged me from the back and kissed me on the cheek.

"And something is definitely eating you up from inside.... Tell me, what is it?" Freen came in front of me between.

"Nothing's wrong" I ignored her questions and continued steering the yacht. How can she always tell that something is troubling me.

"I know you are not telling me something...." Freen whispered and hugged me, wrapping her arms around my waist.

"You will know soon" I said and held her with one hand and continued steering the yacht.

In the cockpit I explained Freen about compass, coordinates, radio and auto-helm. But she was only interested in clinging onto me like a small puppy, this made me more frustrated.