The Cowboys Mate

Chapter 8

"So what exactly are we making?" I asked. Cassi's cheek was smudged in

flour, she was rolling out dough. She was sauteing veggies and meat in a pan, the smell making my mouth water

" Empanadas de piqadillo." she laughed at my baffled expression. "Like turnovers, very yummi." she licked her lips
automatically my eyes focused on them. God they could drive a man wild, 'Kiss her, mark her you idiot.' my wolf growled impatiently.

Then out of nowhere Cassi starts quietly singing, this sad little song. Her voice so like a delicate bell, it left you speechless.

"Where's my love

The one for me

Somewhere too far

Not close enough for me to see

Where's my love

Who could you be

Someone i knew but

Let slip through

While dreaming of you

Oh love

Oh love

Come to me

Where's my love

Give me a clue

Give me a time

Show me a place

I might find you"

I turned Cassi around and I kissed her then and there. Taking this heartbroken song to heart. 'mark her see she's looking for us, she needs us' my wolf protested.

Cassi was so soft, her lips sweeter than anything I have ever tasted, and so addictive. I could spend my life kissing her and it never would be enough. But she wasn't being compliant she was struggling. Pushing
me away, trying to drop onto the floor and curl up into a ball.

'Mark her' my wolf demanded.

'She's scared.'

'Mark her' my wolf took control and began kissing her jaw, down her neck, then Cassi pushed me hard. 'Mark her!' my wolf growled
viciously. 'She won't leave us, She's ours, not even she can stop us.'

My wolf was furious that Cassi was denying us, was going to leave us she's my mate. I tried
again, but she tried to slap me this time. I caught her arm, my hand easily wrapping around her delicate wrist. She tried to smack me with her other hand I raised my to grab her hand. I was getting frustrated with her struggles. My hand swooped down and grabbed her wrist dragging her up pulling her arms uncomfortably high.

"I'll be a good girl," she sniffled, I looked down to see her soft Brown eyes were glassy with tears. "J-Just...Just don't hit me." she
sobbed, trying to stand on her tiptoes to release the tension on her arms. "Please don't, don't... Hit me." she sobbed. Her cries tore at
my heart and drive me back to reason. The absolute terror on her face calming even my wolf.

Carefully I put her down, but she slumped to the floor and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. The movement tugging the long sleeves of her blouse move, exposing precise silver criscut scars on her wrists. Too many to count, she continued sobbing and I didn't know what to do. I felt like an ass , I know what I'd don't was awful, terrible and I could never excuse myself from it.

"Cassi sweetheart" I bent down to reach eye-level with her. She looked up at me but these weren't her eyes, Cassi has beautiful expressive chocolate eyes, these eyes staring back at me are an icy blue.

"Cassi is not your anything," cassi replied in a soft drawl almost purr.

"Cassi?"

"I'm sorry Cassi is gone. All that's left is little old me." she stood up and sauntered over to me, shoving me until I hit the wall. "Now
you," she tapped my nose with her index finger. "Listen up because, I don't like repeating myself. Don't you ever dare raise a hand to my sweet Cassi, or I won't be so nice as to let you live, or keep those damn balls all you males hold so dear. No, No you will never raise
your hand to her."

"Cassi whatever your making it sme-" John walked in the kitchen. "Am I interrupting?"

"No of course not," Cassi purred. "Always time for another lout."

'Shit what's wrong with her Cade.'

'I'm not sure, she just snapped'

"Cassi are you alright?" she looked at me, I could see the venom in her eyes. "Of course Cassi is alright, why shouldn't she be. Maybe it has to do with the fact some idiotic male was trying to force himself on her." she glared and clenched her fists. "yes of course she's fine. Fucking idiot, if she were fine I wouldn't be here."

"Mia, what a pleasure it is to see you again." a new voice called out." A tall 6'6" mean looking man was standing at the door he had short black hair and brown eyes. He was a werewolf I could tell that right off the bat, but what he was doing at my kichen door I hadn't a clue

"Ahhh Mark," Cassi/Mia purred. "How'd you find me."

"Mia, Mia, Cherished Mine. Cassi hadn't responded to my messages in a few days so here I am ." He smirked at her

"Tracking her phone?" she grinned. "Such a good brother." she gave a coy little smile.

'Cassi's brother but she's human?'I was confused. My mate was related to a wolf, how could this be she's human.

"Mia, you know I adore you, but can we have Cassi back?" He places a hand on her cheek.

"Of course Mark just Keep her away from these cavemen who just want to hit her over the head and drag her back in their cave, and I won't be back. It seems that one," she glared at me, "seems to think he's our mate." A growl escaped Cassi's lips. "As if I'd let someone who's mistreated my sweet Cassi. Keep her safe for me Mark, It was nice seeing you Mark, ."Mark covered her eyes with his hands.

"Guess who?" He whisper in Cassis ear.

"Mark?!" she exclaimed and jumped on him sending them both toppling to
the ground. "Mark I've missed you so so so so so much." then she did the unthinkable and kissed him on the cheek. I couldn't help it
I snarled , I was ready to pick up cassi and take her to my bed and show her who was her mate. The only person she needed to be kissing, touching but John grabbed my arm and wouldn't budge.

"Cassi I've missed you too," he was grinning like an idiot, his arms wrapped around her.

"Finally your breathing, I swear this is why no one tries to excite you, you forget to breath." She laughed harder and snuggled closer to
him. I growled, 'I want her away from him. I don't give a shit if that her brother the only male who should ever touch her is me .'

'Calm it bro, you don't want to scare her again. Stop being unreasonable that's her brother.'

'I don't give a shit who he is, I just want her off of him, and I want to beat his a** for even coming close to her. Let alone touching what is mine.' I bit of another snarl.