I know the beginning is a little confusing but please give it a chance because I promise it gets less confusing later on(; thank you
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I woke up in pure bliss. The sun was shining beautifully through the open blinds in the room, the shimmering essence dancing across Xavier's arm that was draped over my bare stomach.
Xavier.
The thoughts of the past night came flashing back into my mind. My beautiful Xavier, my mate, making me feel things that I never thought I would've had the pleasure of experiencing before.
I never thought that I would've met my mate. I knew Xavier since we were little, since he was practically my brother. My father found him when I was around 9, abandoned, and took him in as his son since he always wanted a man to take the throne instead of his only daughter. Yes, my father is Alpha. Anyway, after he hit puberty, my father thought he would mate with me, but he was wrong and I was actually glad. I didn't want a mate and I still didn't up until last week. Last week was my 17th birthday and I finally could find out who my mate would be if he lived in our pack. When I went up to tell Xavier the good news, we met eyes and I found out that he was my mate just by a mere glance. My father was overjoyed, but I wasn't. For I had fallen in love with Xavier, not having a choice, and I knew that he hadn’t found his mate yet, and that he was bound to eventually.
Many wolves couldn’t wait for their 17th birthday and to find their true love. But there was always that thought in the back of their mind about the heartbreak it would entail. What if they already had a mate, wife, lover? What if they find their mate after you two had already fell in love? Mating ruined everything in a pack, but it also brought it all together.
I never wanted a mate. Never, until I looked into Xavier’s eyes and realized he was my one true love. There will never be anybody out there that I’ll love more than him, and that made it easier. But it also made it much more complicated. Xavier was a Beta, and he was admired by every unmated female in the pack, which would lead my wolf to be much more aggressive and challenging because he was mine. Mine for now.
This all led up to last night when I finally let Xavier in and we, you know, slept together. I wanted him to mate with me, but he didn't. To do this he would have to bite my thigh and then have sex. It would mark me to him and him to I. Unfortunately though, if he marked me, then found his mate, it would hurt me more than it would now.
I let my thoughts drift back to the present. I watched Xavier breathe and the rise and fall of his chest. The sheets were wrapped around his hips and legs restlessly, but his sculpted chest was bare to the open air. He was so beautiful, with heavenly blonde hair and very tan skin. He had muscles that any male, and some female, wolves would kill for. He had gorgeous fluorescent, blue eyes that were flicking open only after about 2 minutes of me watching him. His brilliant white smile flashed at me before he stretched then looked over at me again.
"Hey beautiful," he said in his angelic voice.
"Hi," my voice still raspy from sleep.
"How are you feeling?"
"Fine, why? Are you okay?"
He laughed. "Yeah, I'm fine, gorgeous. I was just wondering... well if you were in pain, um, from last night.” He chuckled and I blushed, for I was far more embarrassed than I should be with my own mate.
I snickered quietly. "No, no! I'm fine!”
"Good, good. Wanna go downstairs?" he asked me.
"Why?"
