A/N: I added on to the end of this chapter 7/26/2016, so if you already read this please read what I added.
After two or three hours of riding we arrived in a small town in Washington.
"Why make your headquarters so secluded?" I asked.
"You realize we turn into wolves right? Wolves aren't really city folk. We need the forest." he replied like I was an idiot.
We pulled up to a huge castle. It was fit for a king. Which I guess is fitting since the Alpha King lives here.The bike came to a stop and my mate threw the keys to some teenager while he climbed off. I assumed that was my cue, so I got off to and jogged up to where he was walking.
We entered the castle and I followed suit as he weaved his way through the hallways. He didn't talk at all, but I had a good view of his ass. It was a very nice ass indeed.
He finally came to a stop in front of a large wooden door and held it open for me to go inside.
His bedroom didn't have much or any furniture really. There was a large wooden bed against the back wall between two doors."Wow" I said in awe.
"What?" He asked as he pick a corded phone off of the wall.
"Even your bed is scary." I replied. It was huge. Probably because he was huge.
"Bring two of my usual order." He said into the phone before slamming it back on its holder on the wall.
He started to walk to ward on of the doors in the room. I followed and saw that it was the closet which was as huge and imposing as the bed, and the castle, and him. I don't even understand how furniture could be so imposing but it manages it.
"You really should have said please." I say breaking the silence.
He just turns to look at me with a confused expression.
"On the phone. It's polite to say please." I explain.
He just ignore me. He then threw a large red shirt at me and a pair of black boxers from a dresser. He then walks out of the closet and starts to take off his suit.
"What are you doing?" I ask as I look away.
"Getting ready for bed. We have an early morning tomorrow. Training starts." he replies and he stands in only a pair of boxers.
Get it together Sophia, I thought, He said something that confused you now think. I tried convincing myself to pay attention but his eight pack was seriously distracting me. Damn. His chest was a chiseled as his face. And he had a nice face.
Luckily I had a chance to think clearly as a knock on the door was my new distraction. Menoetius went to the door and opened it enough for a boy, dressed like the one who took the keys earlier, to walk in and place to trays on a table in the corner of the room. As he started out the door a cleared my throat loudly and looked pointedly at Menoetius.
He mumbled a thanks with an angry expression. The boy looked surprised, mumbled a your welcome and left. Menoetius went to sit at the table and I followed sitting across from him. I took the cover off of the tray and saw the mountain of food on top of it.After we were done eating I went to the bathroom to get changed and brush my teeth with the spare toothbrush I found under the sink. His shirt came down to right above my knee and covered up the boxers I wore. As I walked to the bed where Menoetius sat waiting, I kept my hands on my neck so that my arms fell covering my breasts seeing as I wasn't going to wear a bra to bed.
As soon as I climbed into the bed next to Menoetius he pulled me over to him and lifted he so I straddled him. He then started to pull my shirt up.
"What are you doing?!?" I shrieked as I pulled him hands away.
"Well I don't want to have sex with your tits covered." He explained like that was normal.
"We aren't having sex." I retorted
"What?"
" I don't believe in having sex before marriage. You have believe in the Moon Goddess but I am a Christian."
"So...you're a virgin?"
"That's what you took out of that?"
"We are mates. You are mine and I want to have sex with what is mine." He reasoned.
"Yes well that means you are mine as well and I don't want you that way right now." I replied.
He grumbled, but pulled me into him once I wasn't on him anymore, and we spent the night with me cuddled into him.
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Menoetius
LobisomemMenoetius is the titan of destruction in Greek Mythology This one is probably worse He is the enforcer to all werewolves He is known for his bloodshed It is said he can defeat an entire army of werewolves... all alone Lucky Me. Who am I? His mate.