Falling for Ones Mate

Fate Must Be On Crack

  Mates are something werewolves crave for. It's honestly the best thing about being a werewolf. Just knowing that someone out there is destined for you has to be the most glorious thing in the world.

  It's the one thing we look forward to. Until a werewolf finds their mate they're only living half a life. Their life isn't fully complete until they feel those delicious sparks that ignite whenever you come in contact or even remotely close to your mate. The mark that a female would bear saying she has found her mate and he has staked his claim. The safe feeling you feel when you're near your other half.

Zach and I haven't experienced such feelings. We can only watch from the sidelines as slowly everyone around us finds their destined one and engulf themselves in each others love. 

Today was the day where I was to find my destined one. Anxiety bubbled within me as I sat in Zachs car, staring at the scenery as he drove to school.

My jaw ticked as I heard his slut chew rather loduly on her gum. Her lips smacking and the sound of her blowing a bubble with the gum and popping it almost made me want to grab her dye-job blonde hair and yank it.

"Aye, quit it whorebag" I sneer at her and she glares at me. I stick up my middle finger cuasing her mouth to drop open with shock I would assume.

"Look Zach. She's about ready to take you in her mouth again" I said, smirking.

Zach roared with laughter as her face went red, and she huffed. 

"How dare you let her disrespect me like that?" she shrieked, "your own girlfriend"

The car screeched as Zach came to an abrupt stop and his features stoic as he stared at her.

"Who said you were my girlfriend? We just had sex. That doesn't make you my girl. If you have a problem, please, don't hesitate to get the fuck out of my car." he sneered at her and I giggled softly at the scene before me. 

Zach was rather sensitive since he hadn't found his mate. Though he refused to date anyone other than his mate, he did engage in a lot of sexual activity. The day he did find his mate, he would stop though. But he didn't want to be those men that completely lose themselves without their mate. He had yet to find her. But when he did, she'd treat her better than any princess. Hoping that she wasn't dead or anything.

The blonde girl screamed and got out of the car, slamming the door and stomping to the sidewalk.

I rolled down my window and grinned at her, "Later sweet cheeks" I said as Zach pressed on the gas, driving off.

We laughed and joked on our way to school. Zach parking the car and I got out, immediately seeing a mob of people surronding the car, waiting for my rather popular brother to get out and grace them with his presence.

I shoved people and tried to make my way through but I came in contact with a hard chest. Hands came out and latched onto my shoulders, stopping me from falling.

I felt sparks where the man touched and my head snapped up to see the eyes of the man to verify my assumption. Whoever this man was, he was definitely my mate.

"Kitten" Blake growled and my mouth flew open as I stared at him in shock.

"A little too early for that kind of gesture, don't you think so mate?" he whispered, bringing himself closer to me, nipping at my ear. 

The sparks never ceased. Wherever he touched me, sparks ignited causing me to shiver.

His hazel eyes peered into my brown ones as he smirked at me, leaning in and kissing my cheek. I shivered in his arms again, my body overwhelmed with so many emotions. Blake-- the Adonis of the school and also the same kind of manwhore my brother was-- is my mate.

"I'll see you soon, kitten" he growled into my ear and pushed me towards the main entrance. I looked at him as he winked at me, walking towards my brother and giving him a high five.

This man could not be my mate. There has to be some sort of mistake. Was fate on crack?