Where U At // BTS Rap Monster Fanic

Chapter 8

It was her. I knew it. She was here. But how? I'd already searched the packhouse for her, my dad insisted that no knew wolves had joined us. This question was silently running through my mind, but I couldn't think about that now: my mate was here. 

I followed her scent of coffee and cake up to my room. I was bursting with anticipation as I placed my hand on the doorknob, but I controlled myself as I heard my father's voice. 
"Woah, wait a minute" he chuckled. I was trying, I really was. My muscles were bulging more and more the longer I waited. "I've got you a present," he said. It was a sweet gesture - it really was, but right now all I could focus on was the love of my life who was concealed by a thin layer of wood. 

I'd never disrespected my father before, but know I was physically imploding. 
"That's great Dad, Thank you, but my mates here - I need to see her". He seemed alarmed by my statement. 
"Where is she?" he asked. 
"In here," I replied, gesturing to my bedroom door. My father had been nothing but encouraging for me to meet my mate, so I was incredibly surprised when he burst out laughing. 
"Oh, you're hilarious. Which one of them told you?" he asked, placing my hand on my shoulder and moving away from the door; away from my mate. I was baffled by his question. 
"Told me what?" 
"Told you about the girl"
"You found my mate!" I exclaimed happily. 
"No, but I got you a little present to cheer you up," he smirked, "it's a funny prank though". If I wasn't confused before, I sure as hell was now. "Let me show you," he continued, opening my bedroom door. My inner wolf was ecstatic. Finally, after a year's search, I'd found her. 

She stood there, next to my bed, wearing nothing but a pair of tiny shorts and a white crop top. 
"Mine," I whispered softly as I made my way towards my beautiful mate. She had hair which wasn't distinguishable between brown or blonde but complemented her hazel eyes. Her lips were soft pink and rested in a slightly curved line below her button nose. 
"You can give up the joke now," said my Dad, wrapping his hands around both of my arms and pulling me back towards the doorway. 
"Mine," I repeated, deaf to my father's words. His grip on me tightened as I tried to walk towards her again. 
"Namjoon!" he yelled, trying to get my attention, but my eyes were fixed upon her dainty face.

I took three steps forwards, out of my fathers hold, and was just about to touch her when I was dragged out of the room. 
"Namjoon!" my Dad yelled once again, "snap out of it!". But I couldn't. My mate was in there and I needed to be with her; I needed to touch her - now!
"Mine," I growled, trying to look through the door which was now closed. 
"She's not you're mate!" Yoongi exclaimed, "can't you see, she's human". I shook my head, she couldn't - she was my mate. 
"She's a present for you - to put your mind off your mate" 
"No," I said "mate,".

They all took a step back, sighing. I need to see her. Before anyone could do anything I ran into the room. She stood up from the bed as soon as she heard the door opening. 
"Mine," I said again - I'd finally found her.