Chapter 3

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Caden
"We got him, Caden. " Hunter said through the pack mind link. Smirking to myself, I shrugged on my black jacket and slipped my hunting knife into the pocket.
My father, the current alpha, would be the one to kill the person behind the burnings, but I would be the interrogator.
I wanted to know why he did it, what pack he belonged to, and how many other packs he had burned. He wasn't going to get away easy, my pack house almost got burned. Luckily, the werewolves spotted the line of gasoline igniting, and doused it with water, so it would never make it to the pack house.
"Being him in" I said to Hunter, and I made my way downstairs, to meet the burner.
Ryder
Goddamit. They had to search me for weapons. of course. They found the knife, and all my other supplies. They found the pictures in my pocket, those were enough proof of what I had done.
I was now strapped to a cold metal chair, in the middle of a living room. There were a few werewolves watching me coldly from the doorways, to make sure I wouldn't try to escape.
As if. I was no coward, I'm not going to run from my death. They hadn't taken my gas mask off yet, so I let my eyes drift around me, taking in my surroundings.
"So you tried to burn us." A deep voice said behind me. For some reason, the way the words slipped out of the unknown man's mouth like silk went shivers down my spine. Tilting my head back, I closed me eyes, sighing.
"If your going to kill me, get it over with. " I said coldly. I didn't want to die in tears or scared or shaking.
"Unfortunately, I am not here to kill you. That's my father's job. My job, is to know why you tried burning out territory. "
I closed my eyes. So I am going to be tortured. Great. But what the hell was wrong with me, the man that was going to torture me, his voice was hypnotizing. It was powerful and strong, but smooth and warm at the same time.
"At least let me see who is going to prepare me for my death." I said, gulping.
That's when the man stepped in front of me, and hot damn was he attractive. Chiseled features, dark brown hair, golden eyes, tall, muscular, basically everything I wasn't. He looked like a model, he was so perfect.
"I want to see your face as well, the eyes tell stories," he said, then stepped forward to remove my gas mask. I blinked at the sudden light , but as soon as I looked into his eyes, I knew he felt exactly what I felt at that exact moment.
Mate.
I heard my wolf basically scream it, and I shoved him back down. I haven't heard him talk in months, and I wasn't happy. That werewolf cannot be my mate.
"Fuck." I heard him whisper.
He wheeled around, walking out of the room.
"Where are you going?" One of the other werewolves, a girl, said.
" we can't kill him. He is my mate. " he growled, and slammed the door behind him.
The room seemed to go completely silent. Then, everyone turned to me. I narrowed my eyes, and gritted my jaw.
Caden
Damnit, damnit, damnit, DAMNIT. why does HE have to be my mate?! My father couldn't kill him, that's for sure. But still... He tried to burn our pack! I saw the pictures and items he had carried with him, this wasn't his first burning. He was like a serial- burner. A pyromaniac? I paced around the hall outside of the room I had just left. Should I reject him? But I had just met him... for all I know, he could be getting blackmailed into doing this. It wasn't his fault, the optimistic side of me reasoned. I mind linked with Cora, and told her to leave him in my room.
Make sure to lock doors and windows, knock him out of you have to.
Why does my mate have to be him? This wasn't how I should have met my mate.
I'll admit, he was cute. An oval face, curly Brown hair framing it perfectly, red brown eyes that were full of suspicion and fire. Full pink lips, freckles lightly dusting his cheeks. He was lean, almost looking to skinny, and his skin was pale, but not to pale.
Rubbing my eyes, I groaned. Why was I already thinking about him? This was going to be harder than it looks.

A/n- sooooo what do you guys think? I'm trying to keep the word count for every chapter over 800 words, but it's kinda hard when your doing this as the ideas come to you randomly.
Hope you all have a great day, happy pride, stay safe, black lives matter, wash your hands, and binge read more gay wattpads 😎

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