Alpha's Human Mate

Mates

A few minutes later, they arrived at Gulf's house, Mew parking right in front of the porch.

"Is this where you live?" Kokliang asked, looking at the house with curiosity.

"Nope, this house belongs to my sugar parents who need a son like me to spoil. Let's go in, guys!" Gulf said, delivering his line with all the flair of a Broadway star.

"Ha ha ha, very funny," Kokliang said sarcastically as he exited the car.

"Of course, it's my parents' house where I live, dumbo," Gulf laughed as he strolled towards the door.

"MEA, I'M HOME!" he screamed in a hilariously fake British accent.

"I can hear you, silly; I'm not deaf!" Ampha shouted back as she hurried over to greet Gulf.

"Surprise, Mae! I made friends!" Gulf proclaimed dramatically.

"Pfft! Did you have to force them into friendship, Gulf?" Ampha mocked.

"Mae... I would never do that. I just lure them in with my irresistible charm," Gulf teased as he sauntered into the house.

"Oh my, what a handsome young lad! Please come in, you two," Ampha beamed.

'Damn it, Mae, why bring them inside? They're like nosy toddlers in a sweet shop,' Gulf thought to himself, clicking his tongue in exasperation.

Ampha and Mew instantly hit it off as they chattered away, while Gulf ducked into the kitchen to raid the cookies his mother had baked before making his way to his room.

"I'M HOME!" bellowed Thanayong in an exaggerated Scottish brogue.

"Good grief! We can all hear you. We're not deaf!" Ampha replied with disbelief.

"Nice one, Pho, and welcome home!" Gulf greeted his stepfather in his finest fake British accent.

"Likewise, my son," Thanayong replied, his Scottish accent slipping through.

"You two are unbelievable," Ampha sighed as she wandered towards the kitchen to pour some water for the guests.

"Do we have guests over?" asked Thanayong, raising an eyebrow.

"My friends, Pho!" Gulf shouted as he bounded up the staircase.

"Don't lie to your new friends, Gulf!" Thanayong chuckled.

"Silly family," Gulf muttered as he ascended to his room, only to feel Kokliang's footsteps trailing after him.

He flopped down on his bed, tossing his bag onto the study table, while Kokliang giggled at his antics.

"What's so funny, Kokliang?" Gulf asked, peering at him from the edge of the bed.

"I'm laughing at you, silly! Apparently, you're my big brother's mate!" Kokliang snickered, barely able to contain himself.

"I wish you the best!" Kokliang added between giggles.

"Sheesh! And he didn't even bother to tell me?! Well, if you'll excuse me for a minute..." Gulf huffed, storming downstairs.

He glared at Mew, who looked back with a puzzled expression as Gulf neared.

"Mae, Pho, we need to move—far, far away from here, and most importantly, from him!" Gulf yelled, dramatically pointing at Mew.

"What's wrong with you?" Thanayong asked, utterly baffled.

Gulf just growled, huffed, and then yelled "Jerk!" at Mew before spinning around and marching back up to his room, only to be unceremoniously hoisted over Mew's shoulder.

Mew tossed Gulf onto his bed as Kokliang made a slick exit, shutting the door behind him and leaving Mew and Gulf alone.

Mew stood beside the bed as Gulf quickly adjusted himself, sitting at the end of the bed with his arms folded.

"What do you want, jerk?" Gulf asked, turning slightly to give Mew the cold shoulder.

Mew took a few steps and plopped down next to Gulf, pulling him gently so their eyes met.

"Yes, I'm your mate, and I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier," Mew said, his tone softer. Gulf sighed, thinking this was all a bit dramatic.

"Whatever," he mumbled.

The next thing he knew, he was pinned down on the bed, Mew hovering above him with eyes as dark as night, clearly unimpressed with Gulf's attitude.

"Do not disrespect us, bii," Mew warned in a low, powerful voice, causing Gulf to let out a whimper as he squirmed beneath him.

"Let me go, you asshole!" Gulf protested, writhing around.

He tilted his head to the side, unintentionally provoking Mew's growl while Mew liked the view.

Gulf didn't realise that by doing this, he was submitting to a dominant wolf.

Suddenly, he felt a nibble that lightly pierced his neck, making him yelp in surprise.

"What the fuck?!" Gulf yelled, pushing and kicking Mew with all his might, which hardly did anything except create a little distance between them.

"Show some respect, bii," Mew warned, licking Gulf's neck, sending shivers down Gulf's spine and earning a smug look from Mew's wolf.

Moments later, Mew's eyes returned to their natural brown, and he murmured curses as Gulf's bite healed up.

"Fucking hell, Dew!" Mew yelled, looking at Gulf as if he were mad.

"Sorry, bii; my wolf lost control and bit you," Mew apologised, while Gulf sighed in exasperation.

"It's okay, I guess, but one thing's for sure: I'm not having sex until I graduate and get my dream job, got it?" Gulf declared, being quite firm.

"Anything you want, my love, anything," Mew replied, his tone earnest.

Mew wrapped his arms around Gulf tightly, inhaling the scent of his neck before pulling away to cup Gulf's face and flash a soft smile.

Then, he leaned in and pressed his lips to Gulf's, both of them deepening the kiss as Mew dominated it. Gulf couldn't help but moan.