My Mate- The Possessive Alpha Male

Chapter 21

Katlyn's POV:

Sunlight streamed through the window and into my eyes. I groaned, trying to roll over, but I realized I was stuck. A pair of strong arms trapped me to a muscular chest. I inhaled deeply, loving the scent he gave off.

After prying his arms off of me, (much to my wolf's chagrin) I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stumbled into the bathroom.

"Mmmmm," I groaned and rubbed my palms in my eyes, my movements like molasses from having just waken up.

Splashing some hot water on my face, memories from the night before came back.

Nearly falling backwards, I gasped, "My first kiss!"

My fingers delicately touched my lips as a smile broke out across my face.

I ripped a brush through my hair, slid on one of Caiden's grey v-necked t-shirts (of which I absolutely adored on him), taking off my pjs beforehand.

I hummed to myself, skipping out of the room.

Xander smiled at me, "Morning, Miss Future Luna."

Grabbing his hands, I laughed and spun around, ignoring his puzzled look. I let go, and sat on the top of the railing, hopping off when I reached the bottom of the stairs.

Having an ordinary first kiss is great, but having a first kiss from your mate, the person you're destined to be with for eternity, is something very special.

Men whistled at me as I walked by, but I couldn't care less as I made my way to the kitchen.

I took a big wiff of his shirt as I rummaged through the cabinets and drawers to find the nessecary ingrediants for what I planned to make my mate for breakfast.

Caiden's POV:

As soon as I awoke, I remembered the kiss I shared with Katlyn the night before. Aah, my lovely little mate. I can't wait until I finally claim her as mine, which will hopefully be soon.

Dissapointment came over me when I found the spot in bed where she was supposed to be (right next to me) empty and cold. She's not allowed to leave without me knowing! Katlyn is my mate and I will make it clear to her that from now on, she is not allowed to do anything without my permission.

"So troublesome..." I mumbled to myself as I got out of bed and made my way downstairs.

My werewolf senses caught scent of something amazing coming from the kitchen. Picking up my pace slightly, I turned the corner to find a group of male werewolves watching something. Making my way through the crowd, I spotted a head of wavy brown hair darting around the kitchen, sliding something from a pan onto a plate. I smiled the slightest bit when I heard her humming to herself. My wolf reminded me of what I came down here to do, and my expressoin became stony.

She turned around and we made eye contact. Damn, was it hard to stay mad at her when she looked at me like that.

"Leave," I said loudly to the others in the room, not breaking eye contact with her.

One by one they seemed to leave, agonizingly slow. Her face aligned with my chest, a precious smile gracing her rosy lips.

"Bunny," I started, "you're not allowed to leave the bed unless I okay it. Or the room. Or the Pack House. Come to think of it, you're not allowed to do anything anymore without my permission." Crossing my arms over my chest, I felt accomplished.

I could sense her good mood falter. Katlyn bit her bottom lip and looked down, "Here," she held out a plate of food.

"What's this?" I asked her.