Chapter 3
I watched as her eyes narrowed at me, and disbelief wafted off her in waves.
She snorted at my words, folding her arms on her chest as she held my gaze.
“Mate? I am your mate?”
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My wolf growled as I took a step closer to her. The mate scent clung to her, and it was taking all of my willpower to keep my wolf from taking over and ravishing her.
“Why is that so hard for you to believe, Princess?” I drawled. I drew closer to her still, unable to resist her draw.
She took a step away from me, and beneath the sadness wrapped around her like a cloak, a spark of curiosity burned.
She shook her head at me.
“I don’t know what you are talking about or what games you’re up to, but I am not your mate. I can’t be,” she countered.
I stopped walking. “Why?”
“I…I just can’t. You don’t even know me. You don’t know who I am, or where I came from. You don’t know anything about me! You think you can just decide to mess with my head just because I am a harmless girl alone in the woods?” she snapped.
Her body was trembling with anger, and her hands curled into fists.
My guess was right then. Someone had hurt this girl badly, and whatever it was that happened was the only reason why she was standing at the edge of my territory.
Possessiveness burned through my bones. Whoever had hurt her was my enemy now.
But she was right. I knew nothing about her, and she was refusing to answer any of my questions. If I wanted to know the truth about her strange but welcome presence, then I needed to make her trust me. If not fully, then for a little while.
So I laid my guard down and made myself very very still. Then spoke.
“Release your wolf’s sense of smell and take a sniff at me,” I ordered.
The girl’s confusion deepened, and she looked at me as if I had lost my mind.
“Why?”
“Just do it,” I snapped. She sighed. Her body went lax as her wolf ook over, and I saw it the moment the mate scent hit her.
She staggered back, shocked and surprised.
“You…you’re my mate?” she gasped.
“I am.”
“But…how? It makes no sense. I can’t…I can’t be anybody’s mate.rust me, you don’t want to be my mate. I wouldn’t mind if you reject me. I’ll just…leave,” she rambled.
My brows furrowed into a frown.
“Reject you? Why would I do that?”
She shook her head at me but said nothing else. I told a deep breath and tried again.
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“What is your name, Princess?” I asked, sofily this time.
She was silent for a long, tiny beat before she responded.
“Daisy. My name is Daisy.”
I felt a thrill of victory at her words. Her name was as perfect as he was. Beautiful. Fragile.
I took another step closer to her, carefully watching to see if she was going to bolt.
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“Good girl. Now listen to me, Princess. You are my mate, as I am yours. It doesn’t matter if we don’t know each other, we have all the time in the world to learn. I definitely will not be rejecting you,” I said and paused.
She had no idea how precious she was to me.
Werewolves didn’t see mates with the same reverence we did as lycans. The chances of a Lycan ever finding their mate was slim. We lived far longer lives and our mates could be any species: human, witch, werewolf. The chances of us ever meeting were astronomically low.
Most Lycans formed partnerships with friends, had children and moved on. It was what my parents did, it was what I thought I’d have to do. She was a fucking miracle, and she didn’t even realize it.
I went on with my speech.
“Someone hurt you. Tell me who it is. Tell me what happened,” prompted.
She looked away from me.
“What happened is in the Past. It doesn’t matter,” she said quietly
Tears formed in her eyes and I watched as she blinked rapidly, trying to stop them from falling.
I looked at her, using my wolf senses to really take her in. She was sad and heartbroken, that was evident enough.
But underneath that sadness was anger. Rage. Her clothes were torn in some places, probably snagged on thorns. And her feet were dirty like she had been walking for a long while.
Her words from earlier floated back into my mind.
You don’t want me as a mate.
I wouldn’t mind if you reject me.
I can’t be anybody’s mate.
The pieces clicked together in my head, and I went still as cold rge slammed into me.
My wolf growled in anger as I stalked towards her without warning. I gripped her face and turned her to face me.
“Who is he?” I rasped. Daisy’s eyes widened as she realised that had figured out what happened.
Maybe not the whole truth, but enough.
“What is his name, Daisy?” I asked again, a growl accompanying my words this time.
She swallowed past a lump in her throat before she answered.
“He’s our…Alpha’s son. His name is Lucas.”
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