The Young Mate

twenty three

Christal McCade

"I'm not ready, I'm not ready, I'm not ready," I say over and over to myself while I wait at the door for Shawn. He went to the bathroom real quick before we leave.

We are taking a car to the building, Sam, the Beta is driving it. Shawn doesn't want people to see me before he introduces me to the pack. Alex is already at the center of the territory, making sure everyone arrives and not causing a fit.

"Knock it off," Shawn says, walking towards me with confidence in his stride. "You are ready, you're just nervous."

Shawn kisses my forehead and hugs me, "think about how when you were nervous for competitions, you would say how you weren't ready, but you were and you knew that."

I smile and take a deep breath, "you remember that story?"

"Of course I do," Shawn ticks a piece of my hair behind my ear and looks into my eyes, trying to read me and get into my mind. I smirk and block him out.

"I thought you were asleep," I replay truthfully. We were laying in bed about two months ago, he was laying on me and I was running my hands through his hair. He had had a rough day with the pack and just needed to sleep and be with me. I told him stories from my cheer competitions and practices and how I'd be so nervous to do new stunts or compete in front of hundreds of thousands of people.

"No, my eyes were just closed," Shawn shrugs and intertwines his fingers in mine, "now enough with the "I'm not ready" because you are and no one, not even yourself can't convince my otherwise."

I smile and look down at my feet, scuffing my left foot on the wood floors. My black heels make a clicking sound on the flooring. My red dress (at the top) was one of my gifts from Shawn which he gave to me a few hours ago. It fits perfectly surprisingly, we thought we were going to have to have Amelia adjust the dress.

"Okay lets go," Shawn opens the front door and pulls me out with him.

"They aren't going to like me," I whisper again and drag my feet as Shawn and I walk to the meeting place kinda thing. It's the place where the pack meetings take place, in my old pack we would simply call it "the stage" but I'm not sure what they call it here.

"No Christal, they aren't." He pauses and I furrow my eyebrows for a second. "They're going to absolutely adore you."

We make it to the edge of Shawn and I's drive way and the black suburban that we rode in here it waiting for us. Sam is waiting in the drivers seat. Shawn opens the door and holds my hand as I climb into the car and slide to the edge. Shawn slides into the car, right next to me. Our hands are still intertwined, they never left.

As we drive to the stage I feel Shawn's thumb lightly stroking my hand. Every time he does it little electric sparks were sent through my body.

I love the perks so far. I can tell what he's thinking sometimes, when his walls are down. But that usually only when he's staring at me so his thoughts are just about me and what he thinks of me.

Un-luckily for me though my walls are always down, I hadn't learned quite yet how to keep him out of my thoughts. I'm hoping Amelia will be able to help me tonight because I don't want him in my thoughts for the deal we made.

My emotions are also stronger and his are now too, you can feel it. It's quite odd, it's like we're connected in some way which I guess we are but I never knew it would be like this.

Shawn also is teaching how to use the mate link to talk to each other through our thoughts, even if our walls are up we can telepathically talk to each other.

But I know that there will be horrible heats, constantly wanting Shawn and being in pain when he ain't around me and since I'm of age now, my heats will last longer then the one day I had it. It will be 3-5 days now and I'm not ready for that. I don't think Shawn is either because he won't be able to work most of the time.

Shawn's hand leaves mine and goes to rest on the bare skin of my leg where he dress has hiked up. I bite my bottom lip as the spark becomes stronger. With certain places and touches the "spark" is stronger. The strongest one is on the neck where I get marked and then the second is on our thigh.

How's that feel Shawn days into my head. I gulp and nod, not trying to speak to him through the link. Try the link

I shake my head, making him smirk evilly. Shawn moves his hand higher up my dress, now just inches from my center. I tense and grab Shawn's wrist, look at him with panicked eyes. We haven't done this before, today has been mostly a learning day but I know that I probably won't be able to control myself since I'm new to everything.

I'll go higher Shawn threatens through the link. My grip on his hand tightens and a light chuckle echoes through my head. He's smirking, obviously enjoying himself right now. I am enjoying myself, but I have to say that my wolf is having a better time then me.

I open my mouth wildly and look at Shawn, knowing what he's implying. I watch as his tongue flicks across his lips and his hand moves all the way up to my spandex covered center. He starts to rub at the sensitive little numb that is covered by my spandex and I bite my lip harder, probably cutting through the skin.

I'll stop if you talk to me through the link

I groan softly and try to pull his hand away from my center why thinking of the way to connect the link. I focus on Shawn and start to say the same thing over in my head.

There, happy?
There, happy?
There, happy?
There, happy?
There, happy?

Very.