Claiming Their Mate

Chapter 8 part 2 

          Gabe wakes up to find Jassi gone. He suddenly starts to panic that is until he hears soft breathing in the next room. Not one, but two soft breathings. He relaxes, sighing.

          “This girl’s gona be the death of me!” he says, shaking his head before getting up and walking out of the room towards Daniel’s.

          Just as he was about to knock, Daniel opens the door, coming out and closing it.

          “What’s wrong?” he asks, confused. He knew she heard him coming and knew why too, but why she refuses to let him in, was oblivious to him. “Why’d you close the door?”

          “Gabe…” Daniel says, slowly, “You need to have an open mind when you hear this.”

          Gabe furrows his eyebrows, “What?”

          Daniel looks at the door before looking back at Gabe. Jassi was close to waking up and she didn’t want her getting upset again. Daniel takes a deep breath and turns to look at Gabe. “Gabe, Jassi’s been crying all night.”

          Gabe’s wolf growls out loud in worry.

          “Relax, you’ll wake her. We’ll talk about this tomorrow, when she’s at class. You need to hear this.”

          “What?! No, we talk about this now-“

          “Shh!” Daniel opens the door and looks in to see Jassi still sound asleep. “Go to sleep Gabe. I’m tired. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

          “Where she at?” Luke, Damien and Ismael ask at the same time, barging into Gabe’s office.

          “Chill, mates. She’s in class.” Gabe replies, setting his paperwork on top of the stack of files on his desk.

          According to him, his office was pretty big. He’d inherited it when he’d taken over the pack. Almost like a regular office building, there was a huge window complimenting the beautiful view of the forest. He knew he couldn’t wait to get Jassi against the window with him inside her, screaming and yelling his name while he pounded in and out of her like crazy.

          Right in front of the window was his big wooden desk. Good enough to have sex on. The desk contained of a phone, a lamp, and plenty of drawers. And then don’t forget the chair- the black leather chair. He could imagine himself sitting on it while Jassi sat on top, moving up and down on him, moaning and groaning. To the right side of his desk was a bookshelf positioned against the wall. He didn’t read most of the books, just the erotic, sexy ones. Most of the books were his father’s. To the left of his desk was a black leather sofa complimenting his caramel brown carpet. It was big enough for both him and Jassi to do whatever they wanted. Gabe smiles, thinking about all things they can do just in his office.

          “Fuck!” Damien says in irritation. “And I wanted to get my hands on her the second I saw her!” he walks over to one of the chairs and sits, positioning his legs on top of the desk in front of him and putting his hands behind his head.

          “Well calm down that dick of yours. We need to go to Danny’s.” Gabe replies, slapping Damien’s legs off the table.

          “For what?” Ismael asks.

          “Something happened last. Jassi was crying all night. Danny told me she’d talk to me today about it. So let’s go.”

          “Ah,” Daniel says, opening the door. “Hey, Gabe.”

          Ish, Damien, Luke, and Gabe all barge into the house, shoving Daniel aside.