P.A.M. Syndrome (Possessive Alpha Mate)

Chapter 2

Yasmine’s POV

 

I’m so nervous. What if he rejects me? What if he thinks I’m ugly? What if he hates me? What if he has a girlfriend? The questions were endless, so instead of freaking out, I decided to keep calm and wait until my sexy mate approaches me.

He finally came to me, and when he did, his roamed all over my body, and mines did the same.

“Hey Yasmine, come go jet skiing with us?” Cole asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

Cole’s hands found their way on my hands, and out of surprise, my mate let out a low growl which startled both Cole and I.

“Don’t touch my mate!” My mate growled.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Cole spat.

“She’s my mate and I don’t want your crusty hands on her.” My mate said, grabbing me and putting me behind him.

“Excuse me. You may be my mate, but you don’t control me or my body. So back off!” I said.

Cole chuckled in the back of his mouth.

“Plus, I don’t even know your name.” I added.

“First off, I don’t even need to tell you my name. And second, you’re coming with me babe.” He said firmly.

Who does he think he is?

“No. I’m not going anywhere with you. Are you on drugs?” I said laughing.

“Cole, leave us alone for a sec. I’ll be there in a minute” I told Cole.

Cole growled but left reluctantly.

“You’re so stubborn. I like that.” My mystery mate grinned.

“Tell me your name and I’ll tell you mine.” I said crossing my arms.

“Fine, it’s Noah.” He finally said.

“What’s yours?” Noah asked.

“It’s Yasmine.” I said.

“Yasmine. Nice.” Noah said.

“Well, do you want to go somewhere?” Noah asked.

“Nope. You don’t make great first impressions Noah.” I lied.

“Ha! Do you realize that I am your mate, the Alpha of the Blood pool pack and I get what I want, when I want. And I want you.” He said coming closer to me.

“Well, did you notice that I don’t give a fuck?” I said rudely.