The Alpha's Weakness

Chapter Three

"Mate."

I dont know who said it, but it was all I needed to hear. I lunged towards him, clinging to him as if my life depending on it. I know I am young, but a mate is the most special thing in a werewolfs existence. To be blessed with someone to love and hold you forever is something unimaginable in my mind. Someone who would not only die for you but would live a lifetime of anguish just to ensure their mates happiness.

As all of me lines up with all of him, I purr in satisfaction. His arms wrap around my waist, lightly lifting my feet off the ground. He angles his nose into the crook of my neck, sniffing my hair that lays there.

"Mon amor." He growls, sending vibrations scorching through me. I feel content in his arms, as if he is the only one, I will ever need in my life. All those feelings of stress and anxiety flow out of me and I let myself relax in his hold.

My thoughts come to a halt when I feel my phone buzz in my pocket. I move to answer it, thinking its Rae, but my mates arms restrain me. Growling, he crushes me to his chest even tighter, lifting me higher to his six foot something giant frame. I try to wiggle around in his hold, and only succeed in loosing my breath. Frustrated, I look up at him.

"Could you please set me down?" I ask him.

He smirks at me before giving me a curt "No."

I sigh, exasperated, "And why the Hell not?"

He raises an eyebrow and the sexiest smirk I have ever seen graces his face.

Leaning in, so close that his breath fans my ear, and his stubble scratches my cheek, he whispers "Because your mine now."

It takes me a moment to fully process what he just said. I couldn't have heard that right. I freeze in his hold, and begging to think of a response.

Before I can say something witty, however, I hear a camera click and in confusion, turn to the side, my mate doing the same. I am greeted with the sight of my heavily pregnant best friend holding her camera with the biggest smile on her face. Oh, and James is standing off to the side with a smirk.

I scream and try to jump out of my mates arms, but that obviously fails. In annoyance, I turn to him and say "If you don't let me down right now to go hug my friend, we are going to have a problem." He sets me down with a blank face, and holds onto my hand as I half run and half drag my mate to my friend. I don't know how long we spend in each others embraces, but when I look to James and say "What? Not gonna give your child's godmother a hug after her long flight."

He responds with "No, I don't want to die.", Just as a growl is heard behind me and two strong arms wrap around my waist.

"Alpha Alexander." James says in greeting, formal as ever. Alexander? I like that name. I can call him Alex.

"Alpha James." He says back in his deep voice.

"Wait a minute," I interrupt, "Alpha?" I look up at him in question, and he looks at me in disbelief.

"You don't know who I am?" Alex questions.

I fidget with my fingers "Should I?"

"I am Alpha Alexander West of the Steel Pack of Germany. I am the youngest Alpha of Europe, and the youngest ad most successful business man of this century."

By the end of his little speech, his chest is so puffed out in pride I cant help but say, "But, hasn't the century like, just started? Give yourself a few decades to determine if your truly the best." I say as I pat his arm.

He deflates a little, his eyes showing signs of hurt, and I instantly feel bad. I turn in his hold to face him, and hug him, laughing into his chest.

This is going to be fun.