First Version of A Servant for a Mate (Completed)

ch 2

Chapter 2

Caden's POV

I was standing in the ballroom listening to this stupid blond talk about some senseless thing she did last night with her friends. I could care less what she does. I don't even like her one bit, but she was good in bed last night and I might have to use her again for this evening.

I don't like being with other women and neither does my wolf. He hates it precisely as much as I do. He thinks that we should only be with our mate, which no other female wolf would even compare to her. I have no doubt that our mate will be amazing in that department, but the fact that we don't have her in our arms is killing us. I've even been told by other mated males that it's like nothing I will ever experience with another woman. It's amazing to feel her soft skin rubbing against you in the heat of passion. To feel her breath against your body sends electricity bolts throughout you. Her lips set your blood to boil and oh, her moan's will kill you from the inside out. It's so special that the mere thought of another male wolf touching your mate in the same way can set off a killing spree. I've never seen it done before, but have heard that the female wolf is the only one who can calm him down once he goes into that mode. Once mated, wolves don't have the urge to be with anyone other than their mates like humans do. Unlike them, we mate for life.

But before you're mated, male werewolves tend sleep around. I'm not proud of it one bit, but every time I think of holding her, about making love to her, it breaks me down and the only way I can get away from that pain is to be between another's legs for a while. No, I have no idea what my beautiful mate looks like other than her long black hair cascading down her backside. To not know if she dimples or the color of her eyes drives me crazy; I have the right as her mate to know all those things.

My parents have told me a handful of times to stop going to random women's rooms at night; that all I'm doing is hurting me and my mate. That maybe the reason she won't make herself known to me is because of me sleeping around. I know I should stop just for that fact, but I can't help myself. I'm too weak without her by my side. She is meant to be here for me, to keep me strong and happy as I'm meant to be here to keep her safe and happy. No one knows this, but from the time I felt the sparks throughout my body I've grown weaker. I'm not as strong as I should be if I had her by my side. If I don't find her within a year, I doubt I'll even be on this earth to keep looking for her.

I can still remember when I felt the mate sparks. She had bumped into me on accident, but I was ecstatic at first, my wolf and I had finally found our mate. When we turned around to find her though all we saw was a young girl running away with black hair; wavy beautiful black hair. Hair that I couldn't wait to run my fingers through at the time; still can't.

"She is running away from us, do something!" Marcus yelled at me in my head.

Wait! Why, is she running from us? It took me a minute to understand what my wolf was saying, but when I did I ran after her trying to catch up, but she was extremely fast. Faster than any female wolf I've ever known to run. The fact that I knew one more fact about my mate had pride seeping into my bones. By the time I reached the backyard entrance, I barely had time to check my surroundings before I caught her disappearing into the forest.

My heart sunk at as the fact my own mate had run from me. Was I that bad of a boy that she didn't want me? What had I done to deserve her rejection? All I've ever been told was to be a good boy, so that my mate would want me. My mother always told me, "No girl or woman wants a lazy mate. She wants a man to take care of her while protecting her. To show her how much he loves her every minute of every day." Those were her words and I heard them every time I took a wrong step in life.

When I knew I wouldn't catch up to her I ran back inside and contacted my parents telling that my mate was running in the forest. I couldn't say out loud that she ran from me. It wouldn't look good for me, being that I was a prince and all.