Anna's Tale

The Mate Bond

"Wait, what?" I stuttered "How do you know when you find your mate? What is the mate bond?" My eyes were wide and I was looking back and forth between Bryce and Carter.

"We will discuss that later, Anna. Right now we need to finish getting you cleaned up and you are going need some rest. You will be staying with me for a while, until you heal." Bryce told me. I just nodded and laid my head back. I didn't even realize I was so tired. "Sleep, little one, I will watch over you. You are safe." Bryce whispered in my ear. My eyes closed and I was lost to the world. My dreams were full of large black wolves and beautiful hazel eyes. I woke to voices outside of the room. "I don't care, she's my sister. She is all I have left." Carter! "Well, she's my mate and I am your alpha, so you have to listen to me. Besides, I would never hurt her." Bryce!

Wait, mate?!? Oh, my! That big beautiful man is my mate! Sigh, lucky ducky. Why in the hell are they yelling? I look around and find out that I am not at the doctor's office anymore. I am in someone's bedroom. Dark blues and browns everywhere. The bed is huge, it has to be a king and it's so soft and warm. I have to pee. Pout, I don't want to leave to warm but duty calls. I throw off the comforter and look down. I am wearing another one of Bryce's shirts. This one is hunter green and goes to my knees. He is so big! I get up and look around. There are three doors. The first door is to the hall, I know this because that is where the voices are coming from, and I doubt they are hiding in the closet to argue. I pick door number two, nope, closet. Door number three it is. Score! Bathroom! It is huge! Black marble everything. WOW! I am just washing my hands when I look in the mirror. Yikes, I shouldn't really do that. I am a total disaster. There is nothing I can do about that. I would kill for a shower, but I have nothing to wear. Maybe I can convince Carter to get some of my clothes. I start to grab the handle when the door flies open and I squeal and start to fall backward before two powerful arms grab me and slam me against a very hard chest. "Ow, Hi, Bryce." I mumble against his chest.

He holds me back so he can look at me, worried eyes scan me from top to bottom. This causes me to blush. "Are you ok? I came to check on you, but you weren't in bed, I was worried." he says in a rush. "I am ok, I just had to, um, ya know, bathroom." I blush even harder. His lips curve up into a smile. "Of course. Do you need anything? Food? Something to drink?"

"I would love all of thee above, but more than anything, I would love a shower. Do you think, maybe Carter could get some of my clothes?" I ask nervously. "You're welcome to another one of my shirts, you look quite stunning in them." He winks at me. God, can I be any redder. "Um, well, they are quite comfy and smell amazing and all that it is just that, um, well, I don't have any........" I look at my feet and blush even more. Bryce reaches down and lifts my chin with a finger making me look into his beautiful hazel eyes.

"What do you need, little one?" He asks softly. I swallow, hard. "Panties" I whisper. This grants me a big smile, flashing those breathtaking dimples. "Your wish is my command, little one." He winks and softly strokes my cheek. "Let me feed you while we wait for your brother to retrieve your things." I simply nod and follow him.

He leads me back into the bedroom and out door number one. We go down a long hallway and a set of stairs into a large living room. Then we hang a left and we are in the biggest kitchen I have ever seen. Top of the line, gleaming, stainless steel appliances. Beautiful cream colored granite counter tops with matching cream cabinets. It is like someone reached into my very dream and built my kitchen out of it."Wow, I would kill for a kitchen like this." I say in awe.

Bryce chuckles, "Well, we do aim to please, my little one. Now, what do you want to eat? I can make you anything you want." I gaped at him, "You? You cook?" He rumbles out a deep belly laugh, "You wound me, little one, of course, I can cook. So what will it be? I was thinking about some steak and eggs myself." "That sounds perfect. Why were you and Carter arguing about me?" He doesn't turn around, he just keeps rummaging through the refrigerator. "Bryce?" Nothing. "Bryce" Nothing. Arg! Men! "ALPHA!" He freezes, then straightens with his arms full of fixings, turns and places them on the counter and meets my eyes. I quirk an eyebrow at him and cross my arms over my chest. "Well? Why. Were. You. Both. Arguing. About. Me?" I ask slowly.