Not my mate! *On Hold*

Chapter 13 (I am starting to lose track)

Sierra

Sierra sighed as she waited for Tyler to show up. The alpha told her five minutes ago that he was coming, and she was hoping that either he would free her or her pack would show up and free her. Contrary to what the alpha believes, she knew her pack couldn't be too far away.

She picked up on a pack link. She listened to them talking. Although, it wasn't her pack link. This puzzled her as wolves could only pick up on their own packs link. It was very faint and she was barely able to make out them calling each other by their wolf names.

Each wolf had a different wolf name, given at birth. It was according to some thing, Sierra wasn't sure what it was, but she knew it sucked because some wolves got the worst names. Sierra's name was Grey Fire. Not the best, but she was ok with it since no one called her by it. Certain packs prefer to call wolves by titles and wolf names rather than actual names.

"Mystic Warrior, it is time to go visit our future Luna." A wolf said through the pack link. Another wolf replied, "Ok. Thank you Dark Rage."

Lame, Sierra thought. She wished she had gotten a good one like Stella's, Grey Temptress, or even Ben's, Lone Rain.

All of a sudden the door opened and in walked a shirtless and rather fit Tyler. He smirked when he say Sierra checking him out so she scrunched up her face in a look of disgust.

"Hello, Sierra. I think its time to have another one of our endearing little chats, shall we?" He said with a smirk. He sat down next to her and she tried to scoot away but failed.

"I would rather not. I just don't understand why you would rather have me than have your mate. She is out there somewhere! You just gotta look!" Sierra said, attempting to persuade him. His eyes flashed with something. Sierra thought it was pain but it could have been her mind playing tricks on her as always.

"No. We have gone through lists of thousands of candidates and narrowed it down to you. My mate is none of your concern, or frankly your business! So lets get to know each other." He said with a grin at the end.

She grumbled and decided it would be better than sitting there and arguing with him all night so she said, "Fine. What is your favorite color?"

He smiled and chuckled when she gave a reply and said, "Green. Definitely a dark green. And what a lame question! Who was your first kiss?"

She blushed and punched him lightly on the shoulder when he mocked her question. She could tell he had to restrain himself from physically responding and fighting back. She then answered, "Mine was my mate, Luke."

He looked hurt when she said that. As if she was his and it saddened him. She blinked and the hurt what gone. He said, "Lovely. The idiotic loverboy who would do anything to save you and would probably end up dying before you guys even got married."

Sierra scoffed and said, "That's rude! Luke is caring and passionate! And yes, he cares about me a great deal, but there is nothing wrong with that. That is what every girl wants in a guy. One that will do anything to keep her by his side. And have you labeled anyone else I know?"

He smirked and looked a bit angry as he said, "Well, he is an idiot. And yes I have. There is Ben, the original mate who is a bit of an ass and definitely a player no matter what he says, and there is Stella, the fun and friendly best friend who as great as she is, she is a bit light in the head, and there is Trey, the crush you had for years who broke your heart upon claiming your best friend as his mate. There is also that other guy friend who I don't know if you were being to self centered to notice, but disappeared."

Sierra was silent, mouth agape at Tyler's bluntness. She wondered if he had any censor on what he was saying! She said, "That is all extremely rude an-"