Age is Nothing But A Number

Nothing but the Truth

I was convinced my heart had stopped beating and I was dead. What the hell! I had to be dreaming. That was the only logical thing that could explain Damien's transformation. I was so wrapped up in my head that I didn't notice the wolf began to move towards me until his wet nose ran across the exposed skin on my stomach. I shuddered and my heart skipped a beat. As twisted as this may sound I felt extremely safe and that was scaring me even more.

"B- back up, I- I need time to think" My voice and hands were shaking as I pushed Damien's or the wolf head off of me. I maneuvered around the wolf pacing. I couldn't think straight and my body felt like it was set on fire again. I welcomed the black dots in my vision as I slowly began falling.
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"Fuck!" I cursed loudly after changing out of my beast form just in time to catch Jasmine. Her head flopped against my chest pretty hard making me pray to the moon goddess that she did not have a headache when she woke up. I sighed as I carried her small frame in my arms down the hall to my room, laying her down on my king sized bed. I starred at her beautiful young face. She was already in heat which added on to my anger. I imagined her walking on to my land with that sweet scent on her for any male to smell. I would have never let her wonder around on her own if I knew she was in heat and I hadn't even claimed her yet! A loud growl shook my chest and my claws pierced through my skin, signaling that my beast wanted to be let free and I almost gave in as I continued to smell her sweet scent which went to my head faster than any liquor I'd ever had. It took all the self control I had built up over a century to stop myself  from burying my most intimate part deep inside of her until she screamed her release. I felt my groin harden uncomfortably in my denim jeans. Ah damn I'm too old for this. I walked to the edge of my window to calm down and get away from the delicious scent that imprinted itself in my memory. Trying to distract myself I began to think of how I could have broke the news to her in a better way but shifting was the only way I knew how to show her I was serious. And it was obvious my wolf scared the hell out of her. This thought caused my wolf Matt to claw at the surface again but this time it was because of the mere thought of our mate being afraid of us. I frowned up at my wolf's discomfort and outrage. He never acted this way with Linda. Of course he loved her, hell after she died five years ago I can only remember him talking to me four times. But he never went crazy or rogue like most wolves did when they lost their other half. He just became silent and only came forward when I shifted. I thought I survived Linda's death because of my royal blood and by the grace of the Luna goddess. Not because there was another mate out there for me. But even I knew this mating bond felt extremely different than the one i had with Linda. Linda and I had met a century ago when I was only eighteen and I was not the alpha king yet. Back then her dad, the alpha of the black moon pack made an alliance with my dad's pack which was a pretty big deal since my dad had the most powerful pack, descending from lines of royalty and Linda's pack wasn't far behind. So of course once the two most powerful packs signed the alliance there was bound to be a celebration or party of some sort and that's where i met Linda. The moment I saw her I was sure she was mine. The pale pink dress she wore hugged her thin frame and drew all my attention to her platinum blonde hair, creamy white skin, and lush green eyes. I was sure I'd never find any one as beautiful as her. But the moon goddess fooled me again as I starred down at Jasmine in my bed. She was the exact opposite of Linda with her long dark kinky hair, curvy hour glass figure, and the one thing I could not get over which was her soft dark  Mocha skin. The thought of her hurt me because I knew in the span of almost a month I already loved her more than I had ever loved Linda. My confession chilled me to the bone. Most of my pack knew about her and even look at her as their new Luna. My pack wasn't the problem, Linda pack was and the lycanthrope council. Not only was Jasmine my mate but she was human. They'd take it as disrespect that I've mated again because wolves mated once and for life. This went against all lycanthrope rules and they were known for having a strict policy of no interactions with human. I dreaded the war that was going to come out of this. But I'd be damned if I'd let my second chance go. Jasmine was my heart and I was the alpha king! I will kill anyone who threaten Jasmine. She was mine. A growl tore through my chest and I knew I had to get out before my beast took over again.