Mate

CHAPTER 13

~KYLE ~

I had no desire for a companion, nor did I wish to be anchored to any particular person or place. My life was always in motion, and having a mate would only complicate matters, especially if they were an alpha. I wasn't naive; I understood that in the werewolf world, rejecting a mate was impossible. It would be too convenient if we had the power to deny the bond, but the moon held no such generosity. Once you crossed paths with your destined mate, whether you embraced it or not, that person was meant for you. They were woven into the fabric of your existence. That was the unfortunate aspect of being a werewolf - our inner animal could never be denied.

"Come on, Ky, let's get you cleaned up," Mia said to me. I nodded and stood up, feeling exposed without any clothes on. The slickness between my legs reminded me of my heat, a time when my body prepared itself for mating. But I had made a decision not to submit to that primal instinct. I refused to let my body control me, especially after what he had done with his biting.

"Beta, I advise you to avert your eyes before you lose them." the alpha warned.

"Apologies, Alpha, but his scent..." The beta trailed off, realizing it was best to leave. "I'll meet you back at the pack house."

As I glanced at his beta, a vivid flash of blue appeared in his eyes before he hastily covered his nose and bolted out of the room. The substance emanating from my body had that effect on any male wolf - there was no hiding it unless I found a mate.

"Put this on and let's get you to my pack. It's not safe for you to be like this, out in the open," he urged, holding out a shirt.

"I'm not going anywhere with you," I retorted. "I'll do my show and then go home."

"You're out of your mind if you think you can leave before the mating process is over. Do you want to get sick?" he warned."Look at yourself, you can barely stand.

"Whatever."

I grumbled, reluctantly accepting the shirt from his hand. I pulled it over my head and Mia helped me to the elevator. Before I knew it, I was back in my dressing room. Making my way to the enclosed bathroom, I shut the door behind me.

Approaching the sink, I turned the tap on and submerged my entire head, desperately attempting to cool my overheated body. The cold water cascading over me was refreshing, albeit ineffective. Removing his shirt, his fragrance still permeated it. Bringing it closer to my nose, I inhaled deeply, letting his scent envelop me.

The mating, incomplete connection between us pulsed beneath my skin, electrifying my senses. Amidst the whirlwind of emotions, his scent remained my sole anchor, grounding me in the present moment. taking some rolls of napkins i use them to wipe between my legs, knowing it wasn't the ideal solution at the moment. A shower would have been preferable, but it was simply not an option.

"Hey Mia, do you have a towel or anything I can use?" I called out desperately. Moments later, she knocked on the door and handed me a towel with an outstretched hand. As I took it, I noticed there was a pair of boxers too. I quickly wiped away the slick leaking from my bottom before putting on the boxers.

My body yearned for him, my wolf whimpered inside my head. His intoxicating scent reached me even from a distance. I could sense his connection to the unborn pup, and my wolf was desperate to meet the she-wolf who was yet to find her mate. I held onto the sink, desperately trying to withstand the tightening in my stomach as another wave of heat washed over me. The pain was unbearable, and I felt like collapsing and never getting up again.

As my body prepared itself for reproduction, constructing the necessary organs, I braced myself for the discomfort that would persist until my heat subsided or until the eggs and organs passed through me. This agony surpassed the mere act of mating. While I could halt this process by allowing myself to carry pups, I vehemently refused. This pain was one I was determined to endure to its utmost extent.

Although I had no control over the mating, one thing was certain: I would suffer before the procedure reached its conclusion. I would resist the bond that yearned to be fulfilled, even until the final moments. I sensed his presence, my wolf acknowledging his mate's vigilant protection against any potential threat we might face during our heat.

Stepping outside in nothing but my boxers, I noticed him guarding the front door. Ignoring his intense gaze, I made my way to my sister, who had prepared a new outfit for me.

"Are you alright, Ky? You appear quite pale." she asked with concern.

"Why bother asking, Mia, when you can smell me? Goodness, any wolf from a mile away can detect my scent " I replied, running my hand through my hair.

"Well, it's clear that your hormones are running high. Just finish up so we can head to the stage. J mentioned they can't delay any longer."

As I walk towards the stage, my trusty bodyguard suddenly appeared by my side to lead the way. Taking a deep breath, I took the first steps ahead, my determination outweighing the unease in my stomach. However, the tightness returned, causing me to halt and lean against the nearby wall for support. Closing my eyes, I embraced the pain coursing through me, hoping it would soon dissipate.

Suddenly, a gentle hand rested on my shoulder, prompting me to open my eyes and discover that it was my vigilant guard, checking if I was alright. A fierce growl echoed from behind us, and I turned to face him, noticing his eyes shimmering with a captivating golden hue.

As an alpha, he struggled to contain his emotions, but I understood that my condition played a role in his turmoil. Letting out a weary sigh, I gently removed my guard's hand from my shoulder and offered him an assuring smile. Tonight, I yearned for a trouble-free evening, knowing that my wolf and I were teetering on instability. It was crucial to play it safe for the time being, ensuring that I could endure at least two songs before making my exit.