They Found Me(R Rated Version)

Chapter 6, Rogues

I didn’t bother with the guys, I just walked past them to the gym. I had no idea what was going on and to be truthful, I didn’t care. I knew that with them being wolves, it enhanced their, well everything. Emotions were the biggest change, when you got mad, you didn’t just get mad you got enraged. Cay and Gar had worked it out pretty well growing up, they learned how to control it most of the time, so I was never really worried about their changes, and they tried very hard not to expose me to the way could act, which I was grateful for. Ash on the other hand, well it just seemed that no matter what I did, or what anyone else did, he just seemed mad all the time.

I tried to ask him over the years what made him so mad but he just shrugged and said it was none of my business. Needless to say we never became close. Ash ran around this town like he owned it, and owned the women. He was a playboy through and through. He was normally nice to me, so I didn’t mind so much, but I can say I did mind the women he so thoroughly went through. Several girls in my grade have in fact, taken that ride so to speak. It never bothered me, the only time it did was when the girls who were dumped came up to me and would cry, or ask how to get him back. I tried very hard not to be mean or rude, and mostly I succeeded but there was the odd one out. No I am not a mean person, in fact many would tell you I am very sweet, but a girl can only handle so much whining from women who can't take a hint.

Cay and Gar were much better, still playboys but at least they stayed with girls longer. They actually treated women with respect, and for that I loved them all the more. Cay said he only dated because he didn’t have his mate, he said though that he never slept with them. I though that was odd but I could understand in a way, he wanted to save that for the girl he would be with, his mate. I knew I didn't have a mate, I was human, but I would save it for the man I would marry, I might be hardcore but under it all I'm still just a girl, waiting for the right boy. I decided to ask Cay about this mate thing a few days ago.

“So this mate thing, whats it all about?” I asked as we laid down on my bed eating fries in ice cream, a tradition Cay made up for me the first time I hurt myself. He said what better way to heal then fries and ice cream, and to be honest its the best.

He paused with his fry to his mouth as he looked over at me, a visible gulp tightened down his throat. “Well mates are someone who is your other half, like a soul mate” he said with a far away look on his face as he continued “When you meet your mate, according to Dad, its like fireworks. For wolves when they see their mate, they become very possessive, an instant animal instinct takes over and all you think about is her, or him depending on who you are. Normally its the males that find the female first, and sometimes unless the male tells them they never know.” he paused as a pained look crossed his face, but it was gone rather quickly.

“What else did Daddy say about the mates?”

“Well he told me how when you mate, and mark one another with a bite, you connect on a mind link, like how we talk to you” he said looking at me as he shoved his fry down his throat, and chewed “only you are part of our family or pack I guess you could say so it was automatic when Dad accepted you. As for mates the bond is physical and emotional, you can feel what they feel, stuff like that. The physical part I am told is amazing” he shot me a sly wink, I just scoffed at him and rolled my eyes “Gar and I used to hear Mom and Dad, and let me tell you it was not pleasant” he shuddered “But I used to love to watch how if he passed her in the hall he would reach out, just to touch her, or simple kisses, simple looks. Any chance they got they touched and smiled, it was nice to see that love.”

“Did you ever find you mate Cay?” I asked softly looking over at him.

“Do you remember when I turned eighteen? When I became sad and very angry for a couple months?” his soft voice scared me, he sounded so vulnerable. I reached over and hugged him to me, I didn’t like to see him sad.

“Yes” I replied softly as I laid my head on his shoulder, ice cream and fries completely forgotten about.

“Well I found out I had a mate, but I couldn’t be with mine, so I couldn’t say anything. Dad said when the time was right everything would work out” his eyes closed at the sorrow in his voice, and I hugged him tighter to me. We didn’t say anything past that, I could see it hurt him, it hurt me to see him that way. I wish I could find his mate and kick her ass then talk to Daddy, well yell at Daddy about being mean. I can't say I understand the whole mate thing but I think if you find the one your supposed to be with, you should be with them.