Aggressive Mate

"Come in," I said. The door opened with Rory standing in the door frame. Her lips parted, breath was harsh, and her heart beating faster by the second... she was nervous.

She walked in, closing the door behind her never taking her eyes off me. With her back leaned against the closed door, I took a few steps in her direction. Those puppy brown eyes of her looked at me with wonder. Her breath hitched as her body tensed up when I left just a small amount of space between us. My wolf was itching to get out and take control of me.

I fought him back to not take her. Her coolness of small hands touch my flaming chest.

"Am I... your mate?" Hearing her voice was paradise. Just being with her right now made life have a whole new meaning. Everything I had endured these past few days was gone now that I was with her.

"Yes... you are," I whispered placing my hands on either side of head. I stood at least a foot over her, and by the intimidated look on her face I was frigthening her with my stature.

I loved it.

"So tell me, Rory. What do you know about mates?" I was curious to know what she knows about my kind and our love style.

"Pleasure," she answered.

The pheromones her pores released drove my wolf intense he came out but I made sure to keep my eyes the dark green color she seemed to be getting lost in.

"Is that why you have come to me?" I dropped my hands placing themn on her hips yanking her body close to mine.

The scared look in her eyes made me smirk.

"Don't be afraid. I don't bite... yet," I murmured against her lips.

After witnessing the horrible massacre of his pack, Joel is the only survivor left running for his life. To worn out to keep going he stumbles across a lake house were his naive mate (Rory) and her father(Ross) live. As the two take him in to recuperate himself, Joel begins to have flash backs causing him to become aggressive.