Me and Mist sat on our bed. We were watching a movie called "The long haul". I don't know I guess it's some diary of a wimpy kid movie? We find it very enjoyable. It's pretty funny.
Halfway through the movie there was a knock on the door.
"I got it, It's probably the pizza I ordered." I quipped. I stood to my feet, and walked to the door. When I opened it, I was greeted by David's smiling face.
I screamed. "He has the pizza!" I pulled it out of his hands.
His smile dropped.
"I'm just messin' with ya pal." I laughed. "Come in."
David walked in behind me. I have a feeling he's gonna have something about mates to talk about, I swear.
"How are you ladies doing this fine evening?" David asked.
"Fine." The two of us said in sinc.
I sat back down on the bed.
"So... Do you smell it?" David asked.
Mist and I looked at each other. "Smell what?" Mist asked.
"My scent... The scent of a mate."
I sniffed the air. A delicious scent. One I never want to leave my nose. One that I claim.
"We do smell it." I answered.
Mist crawled off the bed and walked over towards David. She put her hands on his ears, then moved her fingers lightly over his lips. Mist poked the tip of David's nose and pulled at his hair a bit.
Surprisingly, David didn't move an inch, as if he knew this was an inspection.
Mist nodded. "Mate."
I sighed.
"Are you displeased?" David asked.
"No not displeased, just... A little upset." I countered.
"Can you further explain?"
"Gladly," I beammed, "I don't want a mate to take me away to his pack, just because he's a god damn Alpha and can do whatever he wants!"
David stared blankly at me.
Instantly, I felt horrible for raising my voice at him. He's my mate for Moon's sake.
I sighed. "I'm sorry, it's just... This town is all I've ever really known, and by being your mate all of that would change. And, I'm not very good with adjusting to change." I confessed.
Sorry it was so short, I felt like you the readers were itching for an update, so here it is, promise I will do my best to keep up with my stories! Love y'all A.K. <3
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Our Mate
FantasySamantha is an average 23 year old werewolf, who's having trouble with her inner wolf. Soon Samantha and her wolf, in which her name is Mist, split! Read the not so epic, but just as lit adventure!