I had figured out that the Lake District had been the home of where Rex's pack lived. It explained why there was so much countryside. Peaceful I guess, if you like that sort of thing. Now I was being driven another 3 hours farther up north by a man claiming to be my mate. I'd feel safer with a Minotaur right now. Heck, I'd feel safer stranded in a pit full of black mambas.
Ares was speeding along a motorway doing 120mph, rushing to get off to find a spot to pull up and make me his. I had a lump stuck in my throat since he told me he couldn't wait and needed to fuck me now. He wanted a male heir badly. Any females he'd have before then were just dispensable to him. I had goosebumps all over. My wolf was killing me but I tried desperately not to show it. If only I could get rid of this heat, I wouldn't need to worry about getting pregnant. I'd only have to worry about how I'm going to get rid of him. This was everything I didn't want. I had no interest in being a princess. Or a queen. I didn't want to be a mother at this age. I just wanted to go home.He drove the car like a pro racer, weaving in and out of traffic with great precision. It just made me even more nervous. I glanced across to him, his face was slightly more relax but still agitated. He tapped his finger on the wheel growing ever more impatient. He was the size of the hulk with rippling veiny muscles popping out at every crevice. He looked manly and tough, everything a She wolf would want her mate to be. If only he had the personality as say, little wolf. Then I would definitely think about it. There was no denying his looks and sexiness. My wolf reminded me of it every minute. But when his temper is shorter than a flea and lasts longer than the battery life of a Nokia 3210, it kind of had an undesirable effect. He made a low growl at the back of his throat and I wondered how long before he would just stop dead in the middle of the road to mate me instead of pulling over to the side.
He slowly turned his head, his murderous glare burrowing into me and if his eyes weren't dark before they sure were now.
"I need to get their scent off you! How dare they touch my mate! I should have ensured they're both dead!" He barked madly. He wasn't going to let that drop any time soon.
"Why were you even there?" I asked gently hoping he wouldn't bite my head off.
"My mother was originally from that pack. Rex always let me stay, even when the council chased me down. They didn't find me there... He should have known better than to fuck my mate!" He roared getting angry again. Explained why I was brought there. Easier for him to grab me half way than risk going all the way and being captured.
"Were you close to your mother?" I asked him trying to distract him from wanting to mate me.
"Yes." He snapped. It seemed I had struck a nerve.
"What happened to her? People say you... Killed her?" I knew I probably shouldn't have asked but I needed to know. Was he truly capable of killing his own mother?
"No I did not!" He spat, gripping the steering wheel so his knuckles turned white. "My father did!"
"Oh..." I muttered. "Your father?" I asked again after a slight pause.
"But I killed him!" He confirmed and a cold silence filled the car. I suppose killing only one parent was better than two?.. I hid my hands in my lap to keep them from trembling. What's to say he wouldn't kill me, too? How was I supposed to handle being the mate of a possessive, angry killer? Alpha Bokkan was right. He probably would rip me to pieces.Suddenly the car came almost skidding to a stop in a dirt gravel lay-by. The only thing around us was a petrol station and a small cafe called Wild Bean. And lots and lots of trees.
He froze in place for a few seconds and slowly turned to me and held my stare. He reached down and pressed the button on his belt, sending it flying off of him. His eyes still trained on me, he pressed the button on my belt and it ejected back freeing me from its tight embrace. I gulped. His eyes flicked over the large shirt that I was still wearing, as though he was trying to see my body through it. I knew what this meant. He was going to grab me, take me behind a tree line and... A cold shiver ran over me and I knew in my weakened state I wouldn't get far, but if I jumped out now, I might be able to get help? Someone would surely see me? I took a deep breath and decided it was now or never. If he kills me, at least I wouldn't have to live with the torture of living with him.
I had heard the car unlock itself as we stopped so I grabbed the handle and shoved open my door. Ares leaned forward to grab me as I dashed out of the door, luckily missing me by mere centimetres. I ran as fast as my legs would carry me across the road, causing a number of cars to beep their horns at me and swerve to avoid hitting me. I knew I shouldn't have, but the temptation of looking over my shoulder was too great and I saw a speeding, bronze skinned tower of a man chasing after me. I let out a squeal of terror as he quickly gained on me, my wolf crying out in pain from not being near it's mate. I ran directly for some trees in front of me and began to climb a hill when he grabbed me bear hug style and lifted me clear off the ground. He squeezed me with his thick arms and bulging biceps that I almost choked for air. He growled fiercely and walked back to the car with me squirming high up in his arms and shouting for him to let go. Cars had stopped and the drivers were staring unsure of what to do as he shoved me back into his car with brute force. It wasn't fair; his legs were much longer than mine! I had no chance.
The car locked itself back up and we sped back down the road, Ares growling angrily.
"You will never, ever run away from me again! Do you hear me?! I'll destroy you if you ever try anything like that again!" He bellowed shaking me furiously.
"Y..Yes.." I stammered as he pushed me away from him, slamming into the side of the door.
"Now I have to find another spot to mate you!" He sighed bitterly. "Once I've marked and mated you, the mating bond will kick in and you will desire me endlessly." He said almost smirking. I wanted to cry, to let it all out till I couldn't cry anymore. But I held it in. The cramps were only just bearable, but better because I was sat next to him. I hated that he did that. That it was him who could somehow ease the cramps without even doing anything. I wanted little wolf now more than ever.
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The Mute Wolf
WerewolfUntameable and quick witted, 17 year old Ember Raine has to learn the hard way that you can't always get what you want and begins to discover the meaning of love when she meets an adorable mute wolf in the woods late one night. But enemies lurk und...