My Mate Changed Me.

Chapter Nine: Alpha Says What?!?

 I awoke and stretched to find a weight on my hip. I lifted the covers to see Jem's hand placed on my hip lazily and smiled to myself, how could I forget? I turned over and faced the sleeping beast. Giggling to myself I brushed his hair off his forehead, he stirred. Caressing his face I began to hum and his face lit into a smile,

"What a wonderful way to wake up," Jem said with his eyes closed. He kept them closed but wrapped his arms around me and brought me flush against him. I felt every definition in his chest and abs on my bare chest and stomach as I molded to his shape,

"I think their finally home," I whispered when I heard the front door slam shut. Jem finally opened his eyes and those dazzling blue gems fixed on me.

"And the aren't happy," He sighed. I nodded,

 "I could have guessed that by the sound of abuse to our front door," He smiled again and kissed my forehead,

"You in the mood to eat love?" I nodded eagerly and he stood from the bed. I looked him over and blushed as I remembered scenes from last night, "I meant food Celine," I blushed crimson and he chuckled putting on some boxers then some pants.

"I know what you meant!" I snapped after recovering from embarrassment. He laughed full-heartily and I rose from the bed, blankets wrapped around myself as I walked to my closet. Before i could make it there, my blanket was snagged on something and ripped from my hands.

I tried covering myself with my hands as I turned to get my cover, but I looked up to see Jem holding it,

"Hey, give it back," I whined and he shook his head,

 "I've already seen every part of your body, and I told you never to hide it from me," His voice made it so hard for me to feel upset so instead I turned to my closet rushed in and shut the door behind me, "You'll live to regret that love," Jem sang from the other side of the door, then I heard him leave my room.

 I rolled my eyes at his silly threat and got some clothes from hangers. I got dressed in bra and panties of course, but skinny jeans and a tank top as well. When I walked out of my closet I slipped on some flip flops and went to my bathroom. I looked in the mirror and my breath caught in my throat.

Jem's mark, the one he left on my right shoulder is so beautiful...I've never seen anything so captivating. It is as if all the famous artists in the world took turns with their paint brushes and used me as their canvas. Jem said it's size is unnaturally large, that most marks are merely the size of a hand or the werewolf's heart itself, mine on the other hand takes up most of my chest and drapes over my shoulder, pouring on to my back. It had crimson swirls along with gold swirls and hints of silvers and blacks in there. And my favorite part, right where Jem had bit me was his initials.

"It's a work of art is it not?" I jumped at the sound of his voice but he set his hands on my hips and I instantly relaxed into him. Jem was looking over my mark and admiring it just as I had been,

 "It's enchanting, I could stare at for hours upon hours and still find little details that i hadn't noticed before," Jem smiled at me through the mirror and kissed my shoulder,

"Come on, Cynthia is cooking breakfast, and they have news," I walked with him out of the bathroom. Nothing in his voice gave a hint to whether this news was good or bad.

We walked down stairs hand and hand, when we got in the kitchen Cynthia turned around and nearly dropped the glass pitcher of orange juice,

 "My...it's...uh beautiful," She smiled but I could tell something was off about it,

"It's size isn't a bad thing is it?" I asked and Jem and Cynthia looked at each other then me,

"We don't know, but I'm sure Alpha will be able to tell us something about it, if not him than Roger," Jem said sneaking a piece of bacon as Cynthia admired my mark up close,