Mated to the Hated [boyxboy]

~ Chapter Three ~

A/N- guysss!! It's been so long I'm so sorry! But I'm back and better than ever, I took a very long break from writing, but I was watching the show Jane the Virgin (totally recommend if you love drama & romance) and it inspired me to write again!! I'm still not the best of course but I'm getting better.
I'm gonna be writing new books in different genre types, as honestly werewolf doesn't feel like my thing anymore, but I started writing this again and had a flow! So I will finish!! Weekly updates coming your way so be prepared, and be on the lookout for more books if you're interested.
Thank you for reading and let me know what you think!! <3

~ Adrian's POV ~

I woke up to the feeling of comfort, and an arm around my stomach, I'm lying in a bed, cuddling in a bed! I haven't slept in a bed in an incredibly long time, I didn't want to open my eyes, I was so comfortable, just wishing I could stay here in this moment forever. I feel complete bliss, for once I am truly okay.

I found my mate! Something I thought would never happen! Some rogues don't even have mates, but I do! Wow that's exciting. It seems my mate, his pack, and his father may hate rogues, and that does suck, but I have a mate omg omg omg this is crazy.

Still, I feel like even though we're mates, he's going to kick me out, nothing good can ever seem to last long for me, but I try not to be bitter about the situation, my mate has to love me, he has to keep me here, right?

I look to the left of me, and not even a foot away my mate is sleeping next to me. His arm, around me, omg omg. His fluffy short brown hair, which he had styled into a quiff last night has fallen, and is now laying flat on his forehead just above his eyes.

He certainly looks cute, and he is a very attractive guy. If we had a choice of our mates, he definitely wouldn't choose me. He's way out of my league, about 5'10 tall, compared to my 5'5 figure. He looks built, with some handsomely large muscles, I'm about as skinny as a stick. He has light blue eyes with a hint of gray in them, when I've got basic green eyes, he's slightly tan, I'm pale as a ghost.

I'm sure you get the point. This guy is handsome, like genuinely he looks like a model, and I'm, well I'm me. I'm not sure what god was playing a trick on this man making us mates, but I surely am not complaining about it.

Suddenly I notice his eyes flutter open, and he looks at me, oopsie caught me staring, he smiles slightly, and mumbles a little "good morning, did you sleep well?"

Oh my god I slept the best I have slept in so many years your bed is so comfy, warm, and inviting. "Yeah, I slept pretty good," I tell him, "pillows could be fluffed a bit better."

He chuckles, "you're funny." Aweee he thinks I'm funny. "are you thirsty? Hungry or anything? I got you food last night, if you haven't noticed, but I'm sure that's cold by now, and I'd be happy to grab you something else." Oh my god this guy seems sweet too, this is all too good to be true.

"I'm sure we will have a long day ahead of us today, you could use the energy." What does he mean a long day ahead of us? I just want to sleep.

"Honestly, I'm starving, and I didn't notice that food, but that steak looks delicious even if it's cold, I'm for sure going to eat that right now." Grabbing the plate of food before I even finish that sentence.

"Absolutely no complaints if you wouldn't mind making me something that's warm too though pleeease and thanksss." I really am starving, I was barely eating enough to survive out there, it's honestly a miracle I'm still alive.

"Not a problem at all, you wait here, finish up that steak, and I will be right back with some fresh warm food for you," he stands up, and heads out the door, shooting me a sly smile before he leaves. He's super cute.

After a few minutes he returns, and the plate I see in his hands is mesmerizing. A huge portion of eggs, bacon, sausage, toast and some type of potato made into tiny squares. Seriously, this has me drooling. I haven't seen food this good like ever, really I don't think I ever have.

"Oh my, that looks delicious thank you thank you, so much, now can I please have it?" I ask, literally having drool dripping from my mouth. Oopsie, it smells toooo good.

He laughs, handing me the plate, before he even takes a seat next to me I'm already devouring the plate of food, "so Adrian," he looks at me, a slight frown across his face, "why were you out all alone?"

I was hoping he would wait to ask that, honestly I'm scared to talk about anything, I would like to avoid crying in front of him for at least a little bit, and I'm sure some tears will fall if I talk about it, I haven't talked to anyone about my life before, and honestly it doesn't seem appealing to talk about.

Suddenly I feel a finger on my face, it feels wet. Snapping out of thought I notice that I'm already crying, and he's wiping my tears. As always the complete opposite of what I would like to happen, happens. I didn't even have to say a word and I'm already embarrassing myself.

"Adrian if you don't want to talk, please don't feel pressured to, you can talk to me when you're ready, I see there must be a lot more to it than I assumed."

His voice sounds so soft and comforting, he hugs me lightly, oh my goddd I'm melting.

I audibly sigh, a sigh of comfort, "honestly Elijah, I don't want to talk, but can we please just stay like this for awhile?"

Lowly chuckling such a sexy laugh, he tells me "I'd love to, I have a free day to spend with you however you'd like."

He pulls me closer, oh my god, and I notice him looking down at me. This man is way too good looking what am I gonna do? I blush, set my empty plate to the side, and lay my head on his chest.

I am literally tingling throughout my whole body. He is so warm and cozy. Slowly my eyes begin to close, and I fall into one of the most comfortable naps I've had ever.