Cole continues to hold me. But I can't help but think of all the stuff Mike said. And I don't really know Cole. He hasn't necessarily made me feel overly welcome.
"Now hold up buddy." I begin to pull away from him.
He growls, showing his protest. I go along with it, but I lean as far away from him as I can, the closer I am to him the more clouded my thoughts are.
"I appreciate you saving me, I really do. But who's to say that I should forgive you? This is pretty much the only thing that you've done that's forgiveness worthy." There. My voice might not have shown it, but I'm very nervous right now.
He just stares at me for a couple of minutes, looking heartbroken.
Oh God. Don't feel guilty. Don't feel guilty. I chant over and over in my head.
"W-What?" He asks weakly, as if saying that simple word was draining his energy. Then his jaw hardens and he looks angry, instead of forlorn like he had. "How can you even say that? I am your mate and your Alpha. You are supposed to respect me. I will not take that kind of disrespect, especially not in front of my pack." He unknowingly uses his Alpha tone at me. I know that he's referring to the few pack members behind us that are listening in without an ounce of shame.
I raise my eyebrow questioningly at him, completely unaffected. Since we're mates, I have to be pretty emotional, and he has to be pretty pissed for me to submit to him.
"Cole, just show me that I can trust you. That you really want me and not just your mate." That came out wrong. I mean that I need to know that he wants me, not just a mate. That he wants to know who I am, to love me, because he loves me, and not just because of the bond.
I get up out of his arms, while he's in his shocked state, and walk over to Connor, leaving Cole to figure out his priorities.
Connor gives me a big hug when he sees me.
"What do you think your doing? Saying that kind of thing to your mate, nonetheless your Alpha." he scolds me.
I laugh in his face. Hard.
"I just need him to know how I feel." I shrug.
"So....." Connor drawls out. He's up to something.
"Just tell me." I deadpan. He's trying to prolong telling me something.
"What?" He asks, looking scared.
Oh, this is gonna be good!
"You have something to tell me so just say it."
"I sorta, maybe, kinda found my mate." He mumbles.
"I'm sorry I totally just heard you wrong, I heard you say that you found your mate." I giggle at the unlikeliness of that happening.
"I did." He looks down, blushing.
"You got her pregnant already. Didn't you?" I point an accusing finger at him, trying to contain my laughter.
"What?" he asks horrified. "No!"
That how the next few hours go. Us teasing each other back and forth.
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