What's wrong with me?

Chapter: 12

"Cass. I don't mind if you call me Andy." Antonio said. I nodded. We were holed up in the bedroom like my grandfather said he would do. After one brutal yelling match, my grandfather locked us in the same room. "That's not what I was arguing with you about." I said.

"I'm sorry Cassidy. I didn't mean what I said. I'm tired of being here. I want out of clothes that are not mine, I want to go back to my pack, see my mom." He said. "You have to keep your buddies off of me." I told him. "There is only one way." He said.

"I don't know if I'm ready." I said. "Time will fix everything. If they try to do anything harmful to you then I will be standing in front of them making sure that they don't touch a hair on your head." Andy persuaded. "Absolutely positive about that?" I asked him. "If they harm you, they will be suffering worse from me." He said.

I crossed my arms. "If I didn't care about you, then I would have kept living my life and wanted you to stay out of it. I would have let them kill you. I would have rejected you the first moment I laid eyes on you. If they don't like that you are my mate, then they can get lost. I want you. I want a life with you. I hate feeling miserable without my beautiful girl sitting in class with me. If you weren't in class, I was wondering if you were alive.

"Christmas break scared the crap out of me. I went by your house every day to see if you were there. I didn't know if you were killed or unconscious. It wasn't until I saw how horrible you looked the first day back. I wanted to hurt whoever did that to you. They wouldn't understand if I did it though. Now they might. They got suspicious that you could have been my mate.

"My buddies could tell something was off. My mom did too. My father doesn't care about me. He only sees me as another soldier in his ranks. Saying that everyone except the b*tches knew something was off is an understatement. The b*tches didn't care. They saw me as a walking piece of male meat. Something for pleasure. Never once have I touched them. Never will I." He said.

I stood up from where I was sitting and moved to between his legs. I wrapped my arms around his waist with my head on his chest. He wrapped me up in his arms. I could tell he was wanting to cry. I was. He held onto me. "Baby please don't cry." He said. "What were you wanting to do?" I asked him. "It's been a month since I left and two since you did, it's almost the end of the school year." He looked down at me as I looked up at him.

"I want you to finish this school year with me. Marked and mated." He said. "No pups yet." I told him. "No pups yet." He said. He kissed the top of my head. It got out of control when he lifted me onto his hips. I loved where I was. He moved to my neck and the spot he's supposed to mark me.

I moaned against him. "Do you want me to mark you?" He asked. I nodded. I've wanted him to mark me since school started this year. He teased me with his canines before sinking them in. Everyone says it's the most amazing feeling in the world. It's the after wave they remember. It turned to pleasure a few seconds before he retracted them.

He let me do the same to him. As much as I wanted to, I wasn't ready for the second part. Tomorrow will now be when we will be heading back to our pack. My uncles have had a house built in the past month for Andy and I to live in. It's more of a 'congratulations on finding your mate' kind of thing.

He will be moving his clothes to it, two of my cousins have already moved all of my things to the house. It's also one hundred percent furnished. Grandma wanted that to happen.