✔️Alpha's Scentless Mate

6

A U T H O R

Sylus took a deep breath as he smelled her scent, her pheromones which helped him to have different reactions.

It turned him on.

But it also gave him comfort.

He sighed as he held her in princess style and walked towards his room.

''Rest. Are you hungry? I can cook. What do you want me to make for you?''

Charlotte gasped as she clenched her hands around Sylus's neck and moved closer to him.

She was scared to fall as Sylus chuckled and adjusted her whole body closer in that princess style making her let out a gasp before holding him closer and tightly.

Her cheeks brushed against his cheeks as her jaw rested on his shoulder.

"Never doubt the strength of your mate. And never doubt that I will ever drop you down."

He laid her on the bed and bopped her nose and smiled.

''I-I won't."

Sylus sat on the bed as he pushed the duvet over her and held her hands.

"I know it is....a little weird? Or odd to have your professor as your mate... But I really hope that you won't treat me like you did before, don't think of me as Professor Sylus. But as your mate, Sylus. Okay?"

Charlotte nodded.

Sylus smiled as he kissed her hands before standing up.

"Do you like chicken soup? I will make some then."

''Okay..."

"You can rest for a while or...play on your phone."

He gave her her phone and walked towards the door when he turned around.

"Or...."

Charlotte looked up to hear him.

"Or... you can call me our pups' father."

Sylus smirked when he noticed how red Charlotte was.

Sylus left the room for his shy mate to calm down and went to the kitchen.

Charlotte put her hands on her red cheeks which she knew were as red as tomatoes.

She never thought Sylus's actual personality was like this.

Charlotte saw there were a lot of missed calls and messages from her adoptive parents.

She frowned as she focused on Maxwell's situation.

She still didn't know where Maxwell was.

Seeing Sylus's injuries, she knew Maxwell was no match for him.

That only justifies that Maxwell is too injured.

She looked at the messages and widened her eyes.

Maxwell was too injured yet the police didn't let his parents see him as he was now a criminal who tried illegal things.

Her adoptive mother asked Charlotte to come and free Maxwell.

No...She wasn't asking Charlotte. She was ordering and threatening her.

Charlotte held her phone tightly as she looked through the messages.

Yes, She was a coward, weak, fool, and many more.

Yet, after knowing that her mate DID want her, Charlotte feared nothing.

She blocked their contact numbers as she bit her lips, thinking about what to do now.