Love, Mates and other Mistakes

4

*George's pov *

I smiled when I woke up.
The scent of my mate tingling my nose and making me smile. It felt so good to finally have found him. It was just pure bliss and I had never felt this happy in my entire life.

But when I reached over to the other side of the bed were he had slept empty I immediately felt my heart clench. He wasn't there.
I set up fast and looked around the room in a panic.
Did he leave?

But then I heard a quiet noise from the livingroom and I calmed down a bit.
Okay he is still here. No need to panic.
I stud up stretching my limbs and rubbed my hands over my face.
Then I took a deep breath and walked to the livingroom. There I saw him putting on his jacket and shoes.

NO! He cant leave! Not like this. I have finally found him and now he is leaving! Panick boiling up in me again. I could even hear my wolf in side of me growl in anger. He wanted to run towards our mate and just pull him into our arms and never let him go.

It took me a few steady breaths in order to get my wolf under control again. I cleared my throat and he jumped slightly at the sudden sound. He awkwardly shifted from one foot to the other before few he slowly turned towards me.

His pale face turned to a deep red. He tried his best to put on a fake confident smile but failed miserably and instead it made him more look like a rabbit in a trap.
"Hey.... you are... awake?" he stuttered barely loud enough to be heard only to then slap his hand against his forehead and mumble curses under his breath.

The sight of this was somehow extremely adorable and funny at the same time. I could barely keep myself from laughing out loud.
He was just so god damn cute.

It was quite clear that he was incredibly embarrassed about the situation and definitely wasn't use to waking up in a stranger's bed. That fact actually filled me with pride and made me want to protect him even more.

"Yeah I'm awake" I said with a slight chuckle. He bit his bottom lip and looked around in a panic. His body was even slightly shivering.
Oh no sweetheart please don't be frightened. I would never hurt you.

"I think I should just...." he exclaimed with a whimper but before he could finish his sentence I interrupted him.
"How about you take a shower first while I clean up this mess and put your clothes in the washing machine. And then maybe we could eat some breakfast together?" I practically begged him.

He seemed a little bit uncomfortable by my suggestion but reluctantly agreed.
After I had given him some spare close and a unused toothbrush, I cleaned everything. When I was done I went into the kitchen.

His stomach will probably be still a little bit sensitive so I shouldn't make something that could give him stomachaches. I thought to myself while starring into my fridge and deciding on what to make.

While taking out the necessary ingredients and starting to prepare everything I heard his footsteps come closer.
"I hope you like scrambled eggs." I said while continuing to cut some vegetables.

He stayed quiet for a moment but then he replied "Yes...uhm... thank you."
I turned around and smiled.
He looked so cute in my black hoodie that was a few sizes to big for him. I then noticed his wet hair shimmering in the sunlight. It made it look like the feathers of a raven. A deep black with a rainbowie shimmer.

It was so hard to keep myself from just swooping him up into my arms and planting kisses all over his adorable blushing face.

But instead I told him to sit down on one of the barstools in front of the counter and turned back around in order to continue to cook our breakfast.
"I'm Viktor by the way." He shyly said while looking down at his hands.
"I know and my name is George. Just in case you forgot." I replied with a look over my shoulder.
He then mumbled something to himself that sounded a lot like swearing and then looked up at me.

"Yeah I'm sorry I think I was a little bit to drunk yesterday."
I chuckled and just shrugged. "It's okay. I was young too once you know." From the corner of my eye I could see him looking at me from head to toe with a confused look. "How old are you?" He asked after a moment of silence.

"I'm thirty" I simply replied.
He starred at me with a raised eyebrow and a small grin on his lips. "Damn I hope I look that hot when I'm thirty." Only a second after the words had left his mouth he pressed his hand against his lips and his face started to turn even a deeper shade of red then it already had been.

The he babbled "I mean... I... don't mean you are hot like... I mean you are but... for your age... you are like really good looking and..."
His face was completely mortified and he looked like he would faint any second. "Hey it's okay I know what you mean and thank you it's always nice to hear something like this special from someone as cute as you are." I said with a charming smile. His eyes widened and he just nodded.

After I was done cooking I piled the food onto the plates and brought it over to the counter.
I set down next to him after taking a few bites I asked him how old he was and he said with awkward smile "I just turned eighteen yesterday."
"Well then happy birthday." I said while messing up his hair. He rolled his eyes and just said thanks.

After taking a few bites from his own food he let's his fork fall onto the plate. Then he just stares at me with a confused and shocked expression on his face. "Why the hell are you so nice to me?! What the fuck are you planning?!" He screamed and jumped up from the stool.

It startled me and it took me a moment to find the right words.
"I'm not planning anything.... well and I'm... it's just that.... well you see I'm a werewolf and..." I started to explain carefully because even though supernatural beings had come out of hiding since around a hundred years ago but sometimes humans still got nervous or even scared around us and scaring my cute little mate was the last thing I would have wanted to happen.

I took a deep breath before I continued. "Well so... I'm a werewolf and you are my mate. I'm not sure if you know what that means but I can explain it to you. If you would like me to."

His face was now completely blank and he shook his head. Then he just replied in a monotone voice "Yeah I know what that is."
With that he just stormed of. Within record time he had pulled his shoes on and was darting toward the front door.

I hurried to stay in front of him and block his way. "I know that's a lot to take in and you probably need time think about it and everything. But please believe me being mates is not a bad thing and you definitely have nothing to worry about. I would never do anything that could hurt you."
I pleaded with him.

He stood there like a statue and seemingly holding his breath for the entire time. Then he finally nodded and I sighed in relief.

I took a step towards the cupboard next to the entrance and wrote down my telephone number on a small posted note. While pressing the paper into his hand I said "Please if you need anything or if you just want to talk call me."

With that I reluctantly moved out of the way and he rushed out of the door. My heart felt like it was braking at the sight of him leaving but I knew that I had to give him time and space to calm down.