Wasted Chances (boyxboy/manxman) [SK series]

Chapter 1

Yes an update but don’t get too excited just yet, this is only being updated because I managed to get a bit of spare time and write a little about this …Anyways, Enjoy!

 

*Mark’s P.O.V*

“No.”

I huffed and threw the shirt at his face, but of course he easily caught it and just chuckled at how frustrated I was – I bet my face was bright red. I was currently sat in my room with Lucas trying to figure out what to wear for this so called date of ours – not that I was excited for it or anything, more like it was in an hour.

Lucas was here to annoy me although he initially said, “I just want to help you with your date.” I figured there would be no harm in that as he knew Elliot more since they are Beta and Alpha, the closest of friends. Unfortunately though all he seemed to be here to do was to irritate me and reject every outfit I had put together to go out with.

“No.”

“I GIVE UP.” I yelled, flopping back down onto my bed and using the shirt in my hands to cover up my face in defeat. I hear Lucas scoff above me as he ripped the shirt on my face and yank me up to my feet suddenly. I yelped, surprised at the sudden movement and tried to catch my balance.

Before I could even mutter a word a pair of dark blue jeans hit my face along with a white T-shirt and a red hoody. I looked down at these in confusion. “Shower and get changed into those, I think they were the only clean pair of decent clothes I could see in this mess.

I huffed indignantly but said nothing as I made my way to my bathroom, hearing Lucas leave shortly after. My mind wandered to the date as the warm water cascaded over me, relaxing my fumbling state.

 How could the date go? Would it be a casual dinner and a movie, or a picnic in the park? Maybe he’d even take me to some fancy restaurant or some sort of show…I shook my wet head, it doesn’t matter where he would take me, it’s how he would act that mattered more. I had barely spoken to him since I met him as my mate; I had tried to avoid him at all costs.

To be honest it was extremely hard and the bond of two fated mates was impossible to ignore. All the time I was ignoring him or avoiding him, my wolf was snarling at me inside and tried to take over me in multiple occasions to run back to his mate and rub himself all over him.

Not to mention the full moon would be coming up, the point where my wolf would be at its strongest, meaning all the mated wolves would be getting down and dirty – note to self: do not at any point go to Lucas’s or Shane’s room when they were alone together. As much as I loved them both, there were something’s I just did not need to know about them.

I thought back to my own mate and imagined what he would be like at our first time. Would he be hard, soft rough….kinky? I face palmed myself, why was I even thinking about this? We might not even be together that long. But my mind carried ion wondering and my body kept on reacting. I looked down and groaned in frustration, great, a cold shower was due.

I quickly – as possible that is – finished up in the shower before hurriedly drying myself and getting into my clothes that I had lain down onto my bed. I sprayed on some cologne and was in the midst of doing something to make my hair a little more presentable when the doorbell rang.

I panicked and accidentally swung my hand around to smash into a glass of water I had brought up. It made a loud crash noise as it splintered across my bedroom floor – I cursed at me idiocy.  Luckily Shane entered at that moment and I gave him a pleading look. He raised an eyebrow before shooing me away. “Go enjoy your date fist, I’ll clean this up but you owe me one.”