The Alpha's Done. Rucas Fanfiction.

Chapter 11. Sorbet.

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Chapter 11 – Sorbet
Chapter Quote: "When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on." – Thomas Jefferson
Chapter Song: The Fighter by Keith Urban ft. Carrie Underwood
Riley's Point of View
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"Have you heard from Maya?" My back was turned to my mom as I began to ice the cinnamon rolls, good night nurse, do I love cinnamon rolls. My mouth is practically salivating already and these aren't for me.

Stepping back, I try and get my salivary glands under control. I'd hate to have drool drop on those – but then I could eat them for myself. "It truly amazes me how obsessed you are with cinnamon rolls, Riley." She giggles lightly to herself while cleaning the glass cases. "To answer your question, I've heard from her mom. Katy went and checked on her last night, apparently she still isn't feeling well." My mouth formed into a frown all on its own, "I know honey. I hate it when she gets those, but she'll hopefully be back tomorrow."

Nodding in agreement, though that wasn't what I was truly worried about, I sashayed around the cases and began to clean up the front. While clearing tables and sweeping the floor, my mind wandered towards Lucas – like it seemed to do every moment of every day. It was like he was in my subconscious, only to creep in whenever I least expected it. Not that I cared. He was, in one word, perfection. Even knowing he can turn into a giant wolf doesn't deter any sort of attraction. In some weird way, it only made him even more attractive, like he can protect me no matter what. Which isn't a bad thing, I know good and well that I'm rather naïve and trusting. I don't think it's always a bad thing to see the good in others, however my parents didn't always agree.

I digress, I always feel so safe when he's holding me and rubbing small circles into my back. "Riley," my gaze flips towards my mother who has her purse hanging off her shoulder. Is it time to go already? "I'm out of here, and I packed away those cinnamon rolls." My mom knows me so well, "Lucas would really enjoy them." Something inside of me swells with pride at the thought of Lucas enjoying something I baked. Nodding in appreciation, she wraps her arms around me and squeezes tighter. "I really like him for you," she whispers in my ear.

That's how a smile spreads across my face and that's how it stays for the rest of the day while I'm doing my closing duties. By the time six o'clock rolls around and it is time to close shop, Lucas is nowhere to be seen. Trying not to worry too much about it, I send a simple text message and park myself on the bench looking right out of the window as the sun begins its descent beneath the tall buildings and few trees. My heart hammers against my chest as I recall last night.

I'm his soulmate. Like not just in his mind soulmate, but the actual sparks flying, soul creating kind of soulmate. Swarms of butterfly's flutter around in my stomach, if I didn't know better I'd say I was nauseous. The only thing that slightly terrifies me is the marking that he was talking about.

'It will hurt at first, doll. I'm not going to lie to you there. But, it will only hurt for a small second before it feels so good. Or so I've heard," he quips. However, the sadness resonates heavily within his eyes. My heart begins to hurt knowing he'd been alone all of these years.

'Is the bite – what does it do?'

A small smile curls his lips upward, "It shows that you belong to me. Every wolf has its own distinctive bite. Kind of like a fingerprint. It will also help imprint some of my power and scent within you, just so others can tell you're with me." His fingers slid over my skin gently causing a shiver to rake my frame. "I'll be able to feel your emotions and talk to you through your mind.'

'Would I be able to talk to you too?' My entire face brightens at the notion, Being able to talk to him whenever I wanted would be like a blessing in disguise.