Athena's P.O.V
I awoke and had difficulty breathing, i remembered how he had marked me without permission and that hurt. Could i still trust this alpha?
"Yes, you can trust me with your life, I’m sorry i marked you i lost control of my wolf and for that i sincerely apologise, I know it won’t undo the damage i may have inflicted on you and i am so sorry but i do not regret the decision my wolf made to make you mine." I frowned not remembering saying those words out loud.
"How..." I whispered confused like i child that didn't understand a magic trick.
"Mates when they have been marked can read each other’s thoughts. You can read mine too. Today i want you to listen to my past. Well some of it because parts are very boring. I was born 1000 years ago, i am the oldest wolf in the world, the strongest wolf in the world. I have the biggest and strongest pack in the whole world. I have the best mate in the whole universe. My birth name was Ethan Alexander Primo Lupo. My last name means first wolf as my family were the originals. Many wolves today were created by a bite from a wolf; a bite from a wolf made them a pure wolf by the next full moon. 1/10 of the population on Earth belongs to the supernatural creatures. I am considered royalty by my species so basically i am the king of the wolves. The top Alpha. You would be my Luna. I haven't always been faithful to my mate but i have never kissed any other female. Would you like to ask me anything?" I looked at him with my awe struck eyes and dropped jaw as i shook my head saying no. I was a mere 17 and 1/2 years old and this guy; the oldest alpha wolf in the world was a thousand years old. He was way too old for me, and he might be fragile. I heard his wolf growl at the mention of being weak. He wrapped his arms around me and picked me up as he walked towards the bedroom door.
Ethan's P.O.V
"I want to give you a tour of my house, nobody apart from me and you has been here. This is the home i built a few decades ago for my family. It is my gift to you, go and explore. Where you lead i will follow." I put her down and let her get her balance. She wobbled a few times but was fine after that. She headed straight downstairs to the rooms below. It was 3 stories high. On the ground floor was the kitchen and 1 of the living rooms and the dining room, also a bathroom for guests. She gasped as she entered every room and with childlike wonder reached and examined everything. A lot of things she frowned at as if she had never seen them before. Then she proceeded up to the middle floor. Once there she looked in the bathroom that was located just down the hallway. I looked at her face when she paused looking at the jaccuzi. Her eyes were as wide as saucers, i put a hand on her shoulder and she was shook out of her trance.
"What are those, because they look like guns to me, very small guns that shoot bullets? It would be very uncomfortable to bathe with them in the bath." She whispered. I frowned, then laughed when i realised what she meant.
"Those are not guns silly, those are what makes a jaccuzi different from a bath. A bath has no massaging jets that make a whirlpool. A jaccuzi is a big massage tub with water and it is very comfortable." I said back to her. She nodded and walked out of the room to the next which was another living room but this one had many games consoles in it. She backed away from the consoles and practically ran from the room. The last room on this floor was the nursery. Her face was very confused when she entered a plain white, empty room. She turned and looked at me for an explanation.
"This room will be the nursery for our children. They will spend much time in here when they are very small and we will be here with them. We will paint it together and fill it with many toys." I stepped closer to her and wrapped my arms around her. She buried her face in my chest and then after a few minutes she pushed away and ran up to the final floor. She didn't enter our room but she did enter the two rooms at the end of the hallway. One was to the left and the other, the right. Both rooms again were blank and i explained they were for our children, for us to decorate as a family. She nodded again and walked down all the steps to we got to the bottom, then she walked to the door that led out to the garden. She took a step outside gasped and hid her face in my chest. I felt her tears as they dripped down my chest. I picked her up and held her tightly to me. I think to say she was overwhelmed would be an understatement. I walked over to one of the swings in the garden. I sat on it and put her legs around my waist. Her face was hidden in my neck. I pushed with my feet off the ground and we got higher. Her grip tightened on me but i heard her muffled thank you and laugher following it. I must have been swinging for nearly 15 minutes before i realised she had fallen asleep. It was only 2:30pm. I guess looking around the house had taken a lot of energy out of her. I walked with her carefully trying not to wake her as i made my way up the 2 flights of stairs. I walked into our room and I placed her on the bed, i wrapped the covers around her small body. When i made sure she was safe and comfortable, i left the room closing the door behind me.
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