Maxwell
Augusta drove me to the hospital seeing as one of my eyes was swollen shut. Adam had a great arm, he was a strong one. It as probably going to take 5-6 hours to heal. I walked inside and Augusta told me she would wait in the waiting room for me. Jonathan saw me from the front desk and he immediately rolled his eyes but in a playful way. He was wearing light blue scrubs, and let me tell you blue was his color. Not to mention how beautiful he was, and the fact that he looks more Italian than I do. He walked over to me and put his hand on my face lightly and ran his finger over the bruise. Even this small touch was making me feel butterflies throughout my body. "What am I going to do with you?" He whispered and I laughed lightly at him. "Lock me up I guess," I smirked at him. "Yeah right. Come on. Let me get you an ice pack and some cream." I followed him to one of the hospital rooms and sat down while he went through a bunch of cabinets. "What happened?" He asked with his back to me still. "Adam, he punched me." When I said that he turned around so fast and his eyes were wide. "What idiotic thing did you do to make him do that?" He raised an eyebrow at me. Oh, he is going to regret saying that.
"I broke up with him." I gave him a smirk. I don't know what I was expecting but it wasn't the reaction he gave. "Oh." He then turned back around and continued to look through the creams. But I guess I deserve that, he deserves so much better. He walked over to me with gloves on and started to put ice on my eye to stop swelling and then the cream to help with also. "Why don't you like being a doctor Jonathan?" I asked him, he looked down at me with confusion. "I don't know." He took a deep breath and continued. "I think being a doctor is just as important as being a delta, beta, and even the alpha." I guess that was funny to him because he burst out laughing. He has such a beautiful laugh. "How?" I assume he only asked to humor me. "Well, you are helping the pack in ways us leaders can't. Even then, you're helping us at some points. Don't look at the glass half empty J." He stopped applying the cream and walked away and grabbed an eye patch. "You're coming to my game this weekend right?" He just scoffed at me and rolled his eyes. He loves doing that.
"Technically you're not supposed to be playing." He looked at my leg. "I'm basically all healed up. I promise. By Saturday I am sure that I will be good as new. You don't have to worry about me so much." I whispered to him, I didn't realize how close we were until this very moment. "I can't help it." That little sentence made my heart jump up and down. He still cares, whether he liked it or not. He knew I heard him but he didn't move away. "Have you been sleeping?" I asked him. "Not really." I'm happy he is being honest with me. "Me neither." I took a deep breath and was trying to fight asking him this question. "Can I have something of yours? Just to help me sleep at night. I'll let you have something of mine." He looked at me questioningly debating whether or not it was a good idea. He nodded and walked out of the hospital room. I took my sweatshirt off and decided this is the one I wanted him to have. He came back in with the sweater he was wearing today at school, I really like that sweater too. "Here." He handed it to me and his scent invaded my nose, he always smells so good. Then I handed mine to him.
"When are your parents coming home?" I asked him. I wanted to strike up a conversation only because I didn't want to leave yet. "Tomorrow. I wish they'd stay away longer. They deserve to have some time off from working all the time." He said leaning against the counter. "I can't wait to meet them." Jonathan's eyes went wide and looked away from me laughing. "They actually aren't the biggest fan of you. They also aren't the biggest fan of you being gay." He added in. "Wait, really? What's going to happen when you tell your parents about us being mates?" It hurt to know that my mate lives in an environment where he can never be himself without being judged. He just shrugged his shoulders and looked at the floor. I got up and walked over to him and grabbed his hands in mine. "Jonathan, if you ever feel-. If you ever need anything, or just want a break. My house is always open. My dads would love to have you over." He nodded and I leaned my forehead on top of his. Ignoring the urge to kiss him, instead, a gave him a soft kiss on his forehead. "I've got to go. Augusta is waiting for me in the waiting area. "We will talk later...okay?" I wanted him to know that all my focus was going to be on him now and forever. I never wanted him to feel unimportant or undervalued ever again. "Okay."
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Jonathan
It was late at night and I couldn't sleep. Maxwell's sweatshirt was in my bag and I was reluctant to put it on. I gave in and got up and grabbed the sweatshirt and put it on. Once his scent surrounded me I finally felt like I was able to rest and I drifted into sleep. A restful sleep I haven't had in a long time.
I was walking through the castle and I somehow found my way to Maxwell's room. I was in nothing but my boxers waiting for him to open the door. He opened the door and he was there with his hair tossed all over his head. He was in a pair of low hanging pajamas, his chest was at full view. 'Are you okay, J?' He looked like he just woke up and was rubbing his eyes. 'I can't sleep.' I whispered to him. 'Come in, love.' I walked into the room and closed the door. I followed him to the bed and we sat there at the end in almost awkward silence. 'Do you want to sleep?' Maxwell asked me. 'No.' I moved my hand to his thigh and he immediately looked me in the eyes. 'Do you?' I asked him. 'No.' Immediately after that he grabbed my face and smashed his lips to mine causing a fire within me. My body was filled with pleasure. I moved and straddled his waist and his hands went right to my butt squeezing and rubbing. I put my fingers in his hair and was pulling softly causing him to let out soft groans. The kiss started to get sloppy and heavy and causing a fire within me. Both of our members were already at attention and rubbing against each other which caused us to move even more. 'I want you.' I said to him taking a break and getting a chance to breathe. 'I want you more.' Once he said that his hands were in my boxers and-
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
I immediately sat up and I was covered in sweat and panting. It felt so real, and I guess I thought it was real too. Seeing I woke up with a huge hard-on. I groaned and got from the bed and took a shower. Once I was out and got dressed I heard music playing downstairs. I ran downstairs and I saw my parents sitting in the living room like they usually do. Drinking their coffee and listening to R&B. "You guys are back!" I loved my parents they were my favorite people on earth. Though I like them being away and having time to myself I liked having them around. "Hi, honey." My mom said giving me a hug. "Hey, little man." I rolled my eyes at my dad, he always calls me that and he knows I hate it. "I wish I could stay but I need to go before I am late," I told them. "You coming for training tonight after school?" I stopped at the door and rolled my eyes. "I went yesterday. But I can't tonight I have other things to do." And before they could protest I closed the door and left.
Taylor told me she left already and that Augusta asked her to take her to school. I was walking to my locker and I saw Caleb and he waved. I gave him a nod and continued walking. It was weird now because I bet he thinks there is something going on between us but it was just a one night fling. I got to my locker and started to get my books out. Then his scent hit my nose and I couldn't help but smile. I quickly hid it though. I turned to him and he was wearing my sweater, and the irony of that is I was wearing his sweatshirt. "You're wearing my sweater?" I raised an eyebrow at him and smirked. "I actually really like it. I didn't think it was my style at first but then I put it on and I didn't want to take it off." He shrugged his shoulders at me and leaned against the locker. "You look good in my clothes. You can have whatever you want. Whenever you want." He leaned towards my ear and whispered. "I bet it looks better on the floor..." He lifted his hand and grabbed my arm lightly and ran his fingers up and down it.
"Stop that. You can't do that here." I said back, but I instantly regretted the way I said it. "Name a place and I'll be there." He got closer to me and I felt my heart beating out of my chest. "After my game, and I win my game. Let's go out." He smirked at me. "Tonight? What are we going to do?" I closed my locker and faced him. "It's a surprise, just say yes. Please?" He stuck his bottom lip out and it was the cutest thing I have ever seen. "Okay." He looked a little surprised that I answered so quickly and I said yes to him. "Wear another sweater." He winked and he walked away from leaving me with a huge smile on my face. Was this happening? Was I finally getting my mate back? I think so. And for the first time in a long time, the smile on my face was real.
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Unfortunately Fated
Hombres LoboBook #5 in The Lycan Series Jonathan Stone, the nephew to King Damon. Lost his mate months after they met. He thought love was hopeless and he had given up. Until he met Bellamy, who gave him hope again. That was until she chooses and she didn't cho...
