When I looked in his cell, my wolf whimpered a little. Seeing him bruised like that was heartbreaking for me. I mindlinked Michael commanding him to open the cell door so I could enter. As always, he obeyed, knowing I only had good intensions.
"Who bruised you?" I was startled by how angry I sounded, I wasn't trying to frighten him but once the words left my mouth he cringed away, whimpering.
"Don't move away from me, who hurt you?" caressing his cheek instantly feeling him relax against my touch.
"That asshat." He nodded toward Michael. After that, I stood, turned to Michael and roundhouse kicked him.
"What the hell A?!" Michael groaned while rubbing his face.
"How dare you hurt him? I will make your life a living hell if you ever hurt him again. Am I understood?" Michael was on his feet now, a look of confusion plastered his face. He's such an idiot. I thought to myself. Mindlinking him again, I answered the question he hadn't even said.
He's my mate you asshole. Also, your future Alpha, show some respect or I'll tell daddy.
Aw shit, I'm sorry A. I didn't know.
You didn't notice the change in my attitude, posture, or the look in my eyes? Well aren't you just the best.
Sorry A. Do you want me to tell your dad?
No no no no no no no, I will tell him. Now apologize for being an asshat and hurting my mate.
" I apologise for injuring you." Michael says in a respectful tone with his head bowed.
" You are dismissed. Set up the room next door to mine for him."
"Yes ma'am."
With that, Michael left. After a few moments of silence, I remembered I don't know his name.
"What's your name?"
"Wha- oh, my name is Jeramiah. You?"
"My name is Aria Ryanne Rogers, future Luna of the NightShadow pack. When I asked for your name I wanted your whole name."
"Oh, sorry Luna. My name is Jeramiah Lee Wittmore."
"I, Aria Ryanne Rogers accept you Jeramiah Lee Wittmore, as my mate."
