18 | oops, paul lahote

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Rebecca, Roxy, and the other girl. Her name's Lia. I heard some other unmated females' remarks earlier— do you want me to send them to you? ❞ I asked mockingly, but his facial expression was enough for me to disconnect our link. I leaned over on the trunk of the tree, my back was away from the crowd and my brother's next announcement. In the midst of it though . . I smelt it.

It smells amazing.

I looked around, popping the lollipop in my mouth that I stole from Sam's secret candy stash. The scent was like the woods, that fresh smell I have been dying to comfort myself every night. It was manly as well, the pure cinnamon scent that made my heart skid faster.



❝ Also, another thing. For unmated females out there, I would like you to know that I am, in no way, interested in you. I am interested in your Luna, My mate, My wife. You ought to stop your horrible urges over me or I will send you out of this pack for good. I know who you are, but I'd rather not say. . ❞



I pulled my hood back, following the scent that had me captivated. I did not fear the patrols anymore, or the fact that my brother could see me from where he stood. I did not fear the people's glances, I wanted to know who he was. Who the person who held such amazing scent was.



❝ And not only that but also for my sister. For the unmated males who has urges for my sister even though you know that you're not her mate— Remember that you have a destined one and they will fulfill you so you have to stop messing around. Your mate is your other half after all, ❞



I hear their thoughts, I hear everyone's low mumurs and their intentions. I feel their eyes on me and I feel the others who wants to touch me and ask what's wrong, I feel everything around me but I also felt nothing. It was the weirdest feeling of all,



❝ Because your mate stands one beyond this world. There is no one better than your mate that is destined for you, the least that you can do is to respect them and your urges. Know that to have a mate is the best feeling ever, and nothing can ever surpass that. ❞



I felt my world froze, because right in front of me is that man. I was pretty sure he was one of the patrolmen that my brother told me that'd be searching for me. And he is searching for me, he's looking for me.



The best feeling is that he looked at me too, he saw me too. Suddenly I couldn't hear people's thoughts, I was focused on the ground I step on and his dark eyes that studied mine carefully. But when my wolf whimpered, I knew.



I knew that he was afraid to be mine.



❝ Never underestimate your mate, that's your other half. Your soul that completes you. And no other can complete you but your mate. So what are you waiting for? You roam around, search for him or her, right around the world and tell me— tell me how it feels. ❞


It sucks, brother. That's how it feels.



❝ Because I know you're satisfied when you tell me. ❞



I didn't realize the tears that left my eyes, the people who saw the commotion between me and my unnamed mate. I didn't realize how I took a step back and cursed at my affinity, I didn't realize how much it hurts to know that he's afraid to be with me because of my brother. Because of my brother who is the Alpha of one of the amazing packs out there, I didn't realize how I whispered through a mind–link and ran away from my mate.



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