Until I Met You

4. Bonded Forever

"Three"

Ishan's POV

The last thing I could remember was his handsome face and the soft gentle kiss he gave me. Everything else prior to that happened too fast and it was mostly a blur. Yet so beautiful.

I mated with an alpha. He marked me. We're bonded forever.

I could still feel him in me. I could still smell him in me. His scent and the powerful aura had overwhelmed me yet I didn't feel intimidated nor angry. I gave in to him.

What the—? Did I initiate it all? The scenes playing in my head are mostly fragments. But...did I kiss him first?

Darn it. What have I done? And now I'm in my... room? How did I get here? Where is he? Shit. Is it morning already?

I felt the side of my mattress dip. "How are you feeling?"

"Mom?" She is sitting next to my laid body. Shit. He looks worried. And a bit. Angry? "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." I don't know why I'm apologizing but I felt the urge to.

A looked at his eyes again and I saw worry. Just worry. "It's okay, son..."

"Mom..."

He sighed. Now what? "I was just-- I was a little upset because you didn't tell me you were dating already. And that kid is too years younger. Is that why?"

Wait--what?

Dating? Two years younger?

"Mo--

He got up and opened the blinds in my room. "And if he didn't bring you home so late last night, I wouldn't know. I thought there was no secret between us? You traitor!"

Ugh! I had a lot to process and now she's ranting about me keeping secrets. The hell?

He started to clean up my room which is usually messy. "Your gifts from your godparents are here. Even Ben and Brad sent you stuff. They barely fit in our hallway. So hurry and shower. Let's go somewhere for your birthday."

Shit. It's my birthday. I freaking forgot. "M-mom, can we just... you know... Order pizza or something?"

It's Saturday and I am too lazy to get up, shower get dressed, and leave the house. Seems like a lot of work.

I giggled when my face caught the pillow he threw at me. "Mom!"

"We did that last year. And the year before that. What are we? Italians?"

"Italians don't just pizza on their birthday mom--
awh..." Even if I want to throw the pillow back, I think I can't. My backside hurts.

Shit.

"Did you over work yourself at the basketball practice yesterday? Knott told me."

"Huh?"

"You look exhausted son. Okay, maybe we'll order pizza today...yeah?"

I smiled victoriously. "Please make me pinkmilk, too."

"Sure, prince Ishi."

"Thanks, mom. I love you."

"Yeah-yeah. Traitor.
You're lucky you have a choker on.
...but you better haven't missed your pill!"

He threw another pillow before closing the door. Shit. I must have worn the choker back only before I got home. It's on my neck.

Is that why he didn't notice I'm bonded already? And I'm on pills. Never missed a day since I turned 12.

My mother didn't notice my heat didn't come either. It's supposed to come anytime now. Ah...