You Are Mine

Chapter Three

Beau's POV

Sunlight streaming through a window awakened me the next morning. I realized that Amabelle was lying next to me, her beautiful face resting on my solid bicep.

She was wearing sweatpants and a thin cotton tank top. A sliver of skin was visible between the waistband of her sweats and the hem of her tank top. I brushed my thumb across it lightly, feeling her smooth, flawless skin beneath my finger. She sighed and snuggled closer to me.

I know that from a human's perspective, our relationship was moving extremely fast. The two of us met yesterday and were already sleeping together. This was the typical speed of a relationship for an alpha and his mate, though. In fact, I'll probably have claimed Amabelle within a month.

Werewolf bonds between mates were very strong. Within an hour of meeting their mate, wolves are in love. The bond between an alpha and his mate is even stronger. Within the few seconds we saw each other, we were unconditionally and irrevocably in love. Once I claim Amabelle, we'll be able to speak privately together using our mate bond. She'll also be a part of my pack and have access to the pack bond.

Amabelle stirred and her chocolate brown eyes fluttered open. They flicked up to me and a small smile appeared on her face. My mouth immediately curved up in response and I leaned down to press my lips to hers.

Our lips touched for a few seconds before she pulled back. Amabelle stroked my jaw with her thumb and rested her head on the pillow again. I breathed in the cinnamon vanilla.

"What time is it?" She wondered.

I glanced at her alarm clock, "Six thirty."

"Mmm it's so early."

She curled into my side and buried her head in my chest.

"Do you want me to stay with you or meet you at school?" I murmured to her.

"Stay with me."

A smile crept on to my face and I kissed her forehead, "Okay. Go get dressed; I still have to shower and grab a shirt from my place."

She yawned and sat up, "Okay."

I reluctantly let her go and get ready. Leaning back against her headboard, I closed my eyes and listened to see if anyone else in her family was awake.

Her brother wasn't at home. My guess was he was at work or with his mate. Amabelle's sister was asleep, and her grandparents were talking in low voices in their bedroom.

The shower clicked off and the bathroom door opened. Amabelle had a towel wrapped around her nude figure and was sprinting to her closet. I grinned and she stuck her tongue out at me before an unwilling smile appeared. I wanted to claim her right then and there, but knew that now wasn't the time.

She shut the closet door behind her and I could hear her rummaging through her clothes, trying to decide what to wear. I wondered why she took so much time choosing her outfit. My mate would look dazzling in anything.

I decided that today before school started, I would request to have my schedule changed so that Amabelle and I had the same classes at the same time. The secretary working was easy to convince and if she wouldn't budge, I could use my alpha control to force her obedience.

The closet door opened and I was stunned. She was beautiful. Amabelle was wearing a thin flowery dress that gathered around her waist and flowed to her mid thigh, a faux fur tan vest, and ankle-high wedge boots with brown laces. The dress hung on her body perfectly, showing off her curves in a way that was sexy but not slutty. She shot me a confused look when she realized I was staring at her in awe, and I was shocked. Did she really not notice how pretty she was?