Facing My Mates

Chapter Eight

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Haley's POV

I was slowly slipping away from the sweet haze from sleep when I felt something tickling my neck. I panicked for a minute, then I remembered that I stayed with Tyson last night. I smiled, his face was buried in my neck and was kissing it. His arms were wrapped around my waist and was pulling my back to his chest. His lips traveled to my sweet spot and started sucking on it. I let out a slight moan, and not a second later I felt something poking into my back. My eyes widened and I shot out of the bed away from Tyson and his intoxicating scent.

Ty laughed and sat up in the bed, the covers falling away and revealing his beautifully sculpted chest. My eyes involuntarily traveled down and saw abs hard enough to cut cheese. (Don't judge my weirdness) I also noticed something poking out where his crotch area is. I blushed and turned around quickly, realizing just how much I affected him. The bed squeaked and I heard Tyson walking towards me. He placed his hands on my shoulders and turned me around to face him. My eyes once again darted down to admire his chest. I glanced down further than I wanted and saw that he was wearing just a pair of boxers.

His hardness was still there and I quickly averted my gaze to anywhere but him. My eyes darted from the bed, to the window, to his dresser, to me in the mirror, then back to the bed. Ty's fingers grazed my chin and gently forced me to look up at him. His eyes were nice and soft but his lips were twisted into a playful smile.

"What?" I asked, a bit annoyed.

"Nothing. I just have a question." I waited for him to continue, but after a minute of silence he still didn't say anything.

"What's your question?"

"Do you want..." His hands gestured down and left the question half asked.

I looked down to where he was gesturing, then immediately blushed and looked up into his eyes. "No," I huffed out, then stomped over to where the door was. I stormed out of Ty's room and over to mine, slamming both doors after me. I turned on the water to the shower and hopped in for a long, hot, shower.

Davy's POV

After finding out everything about the prophesy, I went to my father's office and knocked before entering. My father was sitting behind his desk, seeming to be deep in thought. I waited a minute for him to acknowledge me. When he didn't, I cleared my throat, tearing him away from his thoughts. He snapped his head up and glared at me.

"Yes, what do you need, Davy?" He asked in monotone.

"I found the girl that is talked about in the prophesy," I answered. Father perked up immediately and put his full attention on me.

"You did? What is her name, son? Who are her two mates?"

"Her name is Haley. Her mate is Tyson of the White Moon pack." I nervously looked away from my father, dreading the next question he will ask.

"Well, who is the other mate?"

"Me."

Father sat in silence, staring off into space. I coughed awkwardly and studied his expressionless face. Finally his gaze flitted to mine and he had a hard look on his face. "Would you repeat that for me, son?"

"Her second mate in me," I repeated.

His gaze turned darker and stood up from his desk. "Get out of here. Now! You need to go win that girl's heart so that we don't lose our pack. Go pack up some things, you're not staying under my roof until our pack is safe."