The Pup's Mate

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Tristan's POV

"Hey, man." Dimitri said, slapping my back as he sat down beside me. "Returning home tonight, how are you feeling?" He asked, cocking his head to one side as he waved to another Alpha-to-be across from us.

"What do you think, dude? Life here is so much better than going back to that nest with she-wolves sticking out their boobs at me."

He tsked under his breath, shaking his head disapprovingly. "Dude, that's because you still haven't seen it first-hand, the goodness in having sex." His lips curled into a smirk as his thoughts went back to his first sex.

"Man, think of all the ass I would be able to grope after returning back home. I am so going back to my obsession with reds." He chuckled at the thought, making me smack the back of his head.

"I still don't understand why I am friends with you."

"That's because you love me."

"Oh, shut up." I snapped, pushing myself up as I hoisted my duffle bag over my shoulder blade. My eyes watched a black SUV pulled up the driveway. The window rolled down to reveal my dad's trusted chauffer as he began to press the horns.

"The horns coming. Need to go, buddy. Will miss you." I said, pulling him for a bro hug.

"Yeah, will miss having you here to listen to my ongoing rants about how good sex is."

"Oh, shut up, will you?"

"Okay, fine. Be safe." He sighed, smacking my back as I pulled away. Giving me a wink, I smirked and started trudging my way towards the car.

Throwing my duffle bag into the car, I slipped in and strapped on my seatbelts just as the song, 'Red' by Taylor Swift started playing in the radio.

I hummed along the song as Mr. Reynolds began driving. "Good to have you back, young master." He chirped, turning down the radio. "Don't turn down the radio, Mr. Reynolds. The song is good."

"Sure, of course." He mumbled, adjusting the volume again.

"Any news from dad?"

"Oh yes, we are having three special guests from the neighbouring pack and they will be staying with us for two weeks. The reigning Alpha and Luna, with their fourteen year old daughter."

"Oh great." I rolled my eyes. This meant that I will have to find a chance to talk to them since I was going to be taking over my dad in a week's time.

I sighed, letting the song play in my ears as I felt myself drifting off to sleep due to exhaustion. Half a year of Alpha's training had worn me out. Now that I had finally 'graduated', I might as well prepare myself for the Alpha's position in a week's time.

And possibly, finding my mate.

xxxx

The car pulled up by the driveway as a swarm of the pack members started coming out of the pack house. Among the crowd, my dad and mom stood out the most. Next to them, was a couple who I assumed were the guests.

But, where was the fourteen year old pup he had mentioned?

I slipped out of the car with my duffle bag hoisted over my shoulder blade as I slowly walked towards my parents. They have aged, but my mom seemed to have a way to protect her beauty after so many years. Cosmetic products which women tend to use, I guess.

I was definitely hoping that my mate wouldn't touch cosmetic products. I want to see her the way she originally appear to be.

"Mom, dad." I greeted, before I was pulled into a bone-crushing hug. My dad chuckled as he slapped my back in adoration. "Son, you have grown up."

I shrugged before something heavy tackled me to the ground. The six year old looked at me with wide eyes as she giggled when my stubbles tickled her cheeks.

"Yikes, bro have the beard that dad have!" She exclaimed, trying to get out of my grip. "Baby cakes, you are not going to run away for calling my stubbles, a beard." I teased, tickling her with my stubbles as I carried her up.

"No, please. Sorry, bro." She giggled.

I carried her into the pack house, giving the guests a nod in acknowledgement. Instantly, I smelled a lingering scent of strawberry vanilla scent.

'Mate is here!' Al wagged his tail in delight. At his words, my excitement grew when I stumbled upon the scent around the pack house. Putting Tracy down, I shooed her to play with her sister.

She ran off in a flash, leaving me bewildered. When did she had the ability to run so fast?

Just as Tracy had left, the fourteen year old came rushing down as she looked at me for help. "Help me! That lunatic is going to shoot me down." She hid behind me as I looked at the small figure running down the stairs with a Nerf gun in her hands.

'Mate!' Al howled in delight as I blocked him off. It can't be serious. My mate couldn't be that short and so immature. Unless, she was the same age as Teagan. My mate was fourteen?

"Teagan Warden, now it's my turn to pay back." Her little voice yelled as she chased after Teagan. She accidentally missed her balance and fell onto the floor.

I instantly ran to her and bent down, my heart was as though torn into pieces to see my mate in pain. She offered a smile in return and laid still as she positioned her Nerf gun.

With one aim, her fingers pressed onto the trigger. It accurately hit Teagan's ass she fell forward. She rolled around and glared at my mate before running off.

I turned to look at my mate who chuckled to herself. My mouth was left agape as I stared at her dumbfounded. She had such great aim that it made me hesitate if she was fourteen.

She looked at me, her shimmering brown eyes staring back at me. "What? Is there crumbs on my face? If not why are you staring at me like that?" Her question snapped me out of my daze as I shook my head.

Standing up, I offered her a hand as I pulled her up. Tingles shot through my arm as I stared at her once more, hoping she would have some sort of reaction when I made contact with her.

Her expression remained neutral as she swatted off the non-existent dusts on her shorts. She looked up at me and smiled once more before turning around.

I grabbed hold of her hand before she could leave, making her turn around immediately. "What's your name?" I managed to ask, my mind still thinking about her.

"The name's Arielle." She grinned at me, pulling her hand away from my grasp. Al immediately groaned at the lack of his mate's touch. "What's yours?" She asked, her mesmerising brown eyes staring back at me.

"Tristan." I simply replied, my heart beating rapidly.

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