Broken Mate (Sequel to My Cruel Mate)

Chapter 17

I raced out of there as fast as I could. Why couldn't I remember it being real? How did it even happen? It was extremely rare that a werewolf could get pregnant with someone other than their mate. Tears stremed down my face as my mind raced with questions.

I shifted to my wolf, not caring about shredding my clothes, and ran. I didn't know where my paws were taking me, but I didn't care. Nate's worried voice kept playing in my head as he begged me to come back.

My first pup! I didn't care that it would have been with someone I hated. I would have wanted it safe. And what happened after the doctor arrived? I suddenly regretted not staying to get more information out of Max.

I was already out of pack territory and starting to slightly worry, but I knew I could follow my own scent back if I got lost. I also knew this running out here on my own would terrify me under different circumstances. It wasn't bravery though. It was stupidity from all the different emotions I was feeling.

"Delilah, stop!" Nate pleaded, but it sounded more like a command.

I instinctively slowed to a stop. Disobeying a command always meant punishment. I knew he would never hurt me, but nothing I told myself has helped. I suddenly realized I was in a conpletely unfamilliar area. The forest was far more dense and noises echoed off trees much louder.

There was the sound of paws running towards me, and I spun in terror to face whatever was chasing me. I exhaled in relief to see Nate's wolf approaching.

He stopped in front of me and licked my face, "Please don't do that ever again."

Shaking off the slobber, I heard how desperate he sounded, "I'm sorry, mas-" I quickly cut myself off, both angry at myself for almost saying master, and embarrassed.

He sensed my embarrassment and nuzzled his face in my neck, "Let's go home."

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We got back and I quickly got a new set of clothes and shifted back. I went to Nate's room and blankly stared out the window. It was still mid day and birds were chirping happily. I thought about everything. The men. My baby. Max. Almost addressing Nate as master. The moment that last thought came, I mentally punched myself.

I heard Nate come up behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my neck. I tilted my head, feeling warm and safe in his arms.

"My baby..." I murmured, "I would have protected him from them." It would have given me a reason to be strong and escape from them sooner. I added to myself.

"I know you would have." He whispered in my ear, sending a new sensation through my body.

I suddenly felt heat all over. I assumed it was embarrassment again, but I also felt like I needed to be as close as possible to Nate. I started to understand what my body wanted as I pushed back against him. It felt strange wanting it. I had never felt this with the men. I opened my mouth to tell him, but it felt so weird that I just closed it again.

He must have noticed what I wanted to say. He slowly ran his hand down my hip to my outer thigh, watching to make sure I was okay with it.

He moved his lips to my ear again, this time brushing them against it, "Are you sure you're ready?"

I nodded, unable to get words out as this new feeling took over. I suddenly wanted him to pin me to the bed, but I quickly pushed the thought away. Why would I want that? I let him move his hand to my inner thigh. I inhaled sharply, wanting this desire to take over and stop wasting time.

He pulled away from me and I whimpered. I turned to him as he took my hand gently, "If at all you want to stop, just say the word. I don't want to pressure you."

I nodded and got into bed, ready for him.