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Chapter Two: To Please.
- Matthew's P.O.V. - - - - - - - - - -
"So, what'd you think?" Damian asked me, making me raise a brow.
"Think about what?" I asked, not really getting what he's talking about.
"The half shifter vampire shit. I mean, yes, there are mates that are like that nowadays, but a half breed? I think its bullshit," he shrugged, rubbing his jaw with his knuckles.
I shrugged too," I don't know, man.You know I don't give a damn about these fucking pack meetings. They're always the same shit over and over. As for this? They're probably just tricking themselves."
Seriously?
Those were bedtime stories told to us at the age of three.
No one believes in that shit.
I mean, sure. There were reports on attacks, but for all you know, these humans could have been making it up. After all, they aren't dead.
And, everyone knows how the matings are between shifters and vamps. The child they bear either becomes a fully fledged werewolf or a full fledged vampire.
Never both.
Damian nodded, seeming to agree with what I said as he sighed, a smirk to his lips," But, that girl's kinda hot though. I could bet you my whole family line on that." He waggled his brows.
"Dude, I don't even need your damn family line," I laughed, shaking my head.
He shrugged,"Just saying, man."
Matthew. Damian, my father linked us, his Alpha command full on, ending our conversation successfully.
Before I could even reply, he ordered us, Come to the outside of the north eastern perimeter, now.
I already knew something was up. Both of us did.
So, without question, we shifted. Neither of us caring that our clothes shredded.
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Meeting up with my father, It wasn't just him.
There were lots of our pack members, each facing the opposite direction of our packhouse, past the borderline. Each and every one of them breathing heavily as if they'd been pursuing something for a while were dead tired, but somehow looked ready and awake to attack and guard our pack.
Taking my place beside my father on his opposite side, Ryan nodded at me before looking back in the direction everyone was staring at.
I looked, scanning each and every single living and non-living thing out there.
But, I wasn't exactly sure what I was looking for.
My wolf had perked up suddenly, his expectancy building as we continued to wait for whatever was coming.
At first, the meadow we stood in, was blank. Nothing, but us filling half of the property.
Then, in the blink of an eye, there was a girl that stood on the opposite end, her back facing us.
Her hair flapped and swished with each direction the wind blew around us, her small form hugged by the sexiest pair of leggings and a leather jacket.
Everyone growled at her, each held warning and malice, but they all silenced when my wolf growled louder, overruling theirs for growling at such way at her. I didn't even pay any attention to how all their heads snapped in my direction, for my eyes stayed trained on the girl about 50 yards away from me.
Matthew, be careful. She's dangerous and you're only making yourself a target, Father linked.
I tried to stop myself, but my wolf wouldn't allow it. He wouldn't allow anyone to growl at her or touch her. Not even take one more step closer to her.
For what reason? I don't know.
But, when he began to growl, the girl let out a soft breath, her face turning slightly as if she was hesitant to turn around.
I still couldn't get a good look at her, my wolf growling for her to turn around and face us, and it agitated us both that her soft looking hair flailed wildly around her form, never once allowing me a single glance.
"You," her melodic soft voice carried its way from her distance to dance and tickle my ears, making my wolf twitch in delight.
"You, who just growled," she paused, her stance rigid as I heard her take in a deep breath.
"Shift," she ordered, still keeping her back to me.
My father went in to order me, but she had raised a hand," Do not do that, Alpha. For you do not know who you are dealing with."
"Wh-," my father barely said before she demanded, her voice laced with anger, but not in the least bit threatening. It sounded more of a coo than a demand.
"Who said you are to speak?"
Surprisingly, my father shut up, but I didn't give it any decoding thought as I shifted, just as she requested.
My wolf wanted to please her in every way.
Her head turned even more, to gift me with a smirk,"Good boy."
In an instant, she had crouched ever so gracefully, launching herself upwards and landing skillfully in front of me, her head down as she clawed the ground to catch her fall.
She stood up, her hand raising to brush the perfect waves away from her face, which had me sucking in a breath that I hadn't realized I'd been holding.
The scent invaded my nose, smacking my face like a brick wall. My nostrils filled with its sweet glorious strawberry smell that immediately made my mouth water.
She was perfect.
Just like I had known she'd be.
Our eyes locked, her bright red eyes losing its color as a beautiful blue swirled her orbs.
And, not only did I witness first hand, but I felt her eyes do something to me.
Locking eyes with her, smashed everything that I cared for, ridding of every single thing I cared so deeply for and fighting her way to the top of my list of loved ones, just that easily. Because they wouldn't matter from then on.
The easy attachment that I could feel, almost see, between us, clicked the together like magnetic attraction and knotted it, twice. As if keeping us glued together, forever. The need to simply touch her, caress her, and kiss her becoming personal goals immediately just as the mating bond linked her to me, as I to her.
My wolf growled one word, telling me what I already knew and confirming exactly who she was.
Mine.
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