Mark of bates

Chapter 2

Carmens pov (her wolf above)

I growled at the blonde as his hand tightened around my arm as we approached a large house, it was stunning with large windows and a huge balcony on the second floor. I glanced up to the sky noticing it was starting to darken with thick looking thunder clouds. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding as we stepped onto the porch of the fancy house, the blonde finally let go of my arm and I immediately rubbed the spot where a small hand print had formed, I turned slightly scowling at him.

He opened the door and gestures for me to go inside, "I don't know about you, but I'm not Into getting attacked from behind so go ahead" he sighed before grabbing my waist and pushing me into the house, my wolf snarled and before I could think over my actions I spun on my heel and landed a strong blow to his face, he let out a Yelp as I narrowed my eyes at him "don't ever touch me like that again." He nodded his head and started walking towards a set of stairs.

After he gave me a tour of the house he showed me my room, which I'm currently residing in. His smell was everywhere in the house and kept my wolf on edge waiting for him to arrive back at this mansion. Not to soon after I had started drawing did i hear the door slam and the sound of angry growls as my so called mate headed into the direction I assume was his office.

I contemplated going down stairs to try and figure out what was wrong but his earlier lack of affection towards me had stopped me from continuing down the hall towards his office where I could hear his growls and papers being shoved and probably thrown everywhere. As I headed back down the hall, I decided to take it upon my self to cook.

The kitchen was big but not overly glamorous it had a country feel to it which I loved! I pulled out pasta and some chicken and decided to make chicken Parmesan, the first meal I would ever make for my mate. It bothered me that I didn't know his name or what pack I was in but there wasn't much I could really do until he left the privacy of his office.

As dinner finished I walked softly down the hall and let a small knock on his door, it opened within seconds and my eyes widened at the chaos in his office, I quickly dismissed it looking back to my frustrated mate, "I made dinner, it's ready now if you would like some."
He growled lowly "treat your alpha with respect" he snarled I jumped back a little by the force of his voice, anger rose in me and I glared up at him "you are no such thing to me. You are my mate and my equal, I will not bow down to you as alpha but as my mate, that I don't even know the name of by the way!" I ranted shortly beforing turned on my heel and yelling down the hall "it's in the fridge"

I sat eating by myself at the island in the kitchen, it wasn't anything new I've been rogue my whole life and for most of it I've been alone. But I felt a tug at my heart that my mate refused to eat with me let alone acknowledge my presence. I must of spoke to soon as he entered the kitchen a hard look on his face, he walked to the fridge grabbing a water then making his way out, he stopped at the door his shoulders tensed "Nixon" he stated before leaving the kitchen I can't lie I most defiantly watched his ass as he left!

Then it clicked 'nixon' was his name, a smile took over my face as I heard the rain begin to fall outside. What a unique name "Nixon" I tested his name out as it rolled off my tongue perfectly. I sighed before washing my plate and heading up stairs towards the room I was given, I paused in front of my door his scent lingered but disappeared as I stepped into the room. I shrugged my shoulders before plopping onto the bed and continuing the wolf drawing a had
Started earlier.

-few hours later-

I laid in bed awake as the storm raged outside, I jumped as a fork of lighting shot across the sky. I sighed loudly running a hand through my hair, climbing out of the overly comfy bed I tricked my way down stairs grabbing myself a bottle of water from the kitchen then making my way to the couch.

"What are you doing down here" I jump awake and quickly sit up, I glance around seeing day light streaming through the curtains and then a very angry Nixon looking down at me as I lay on the carpet. "Why aren't you in your bed?" He demanded a hard look settling on his face "I couldn't sleep" I muttered "the storm and the bed was to soft" his eyes darkened and he nodded stiffly before turning to leave. Ever since I was a young girl I had a certain fascination with storms, I'd lie awake at night watching the Lightning sail across the sky or listening to the booming thunder, I was never able to sleep a wink!

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The rest of that day was mostly uneventful except a new bed had appeared around noon and was taken to my room. To which I denied and said it was a mistake but the workers were persistent that it was 'alpha's orders'

I was now sitting on the couch continuing the drawing, I liked drawing it kept my hands busy and my mind off things and focused. The front door slammed open suddenly causing me to jump and drop my pencil, Nixon stood in the door way fuming his muscles tense and his hands in fists by his side. He took two steps towards me before huffing and quickly spinning on his heel and heading towards his office, I let out a sigh before picking up my pencil and continuing the drawing.

I couldn't focus on the drawing and quickly gave up, Nixon invaded my every thought and it couldn't help but make me angry. He had seemed so determined to come near me before the look passed and his guarded green gaze settled back into its place. I marched into the kitchen deciding to eat the left overs from yesterday but found none and the plate washed and left on the counter. Had he eaten it?