I wanted to smack Dillion, I wanted to hurt him. It felt like minutes ago that I had to talk Ayla into trusting me enough for one dance. I had mindlinked Dillion to alert all the guards who her bullies were. To make sure that they couldn’t get to her. I wanted her to trust me and throwing them out of the ball on the grounds of them hurting my mate would only cause her to freak out again.
Everyone could see that something had deeply hurt her. She had practically no self–esteem left. She had a bite mark scar on her right shoulder. Something that should have healed on a healthy wolf already. That and all that Dillion told me made me think she had been receiving beatings for a long time. Causing her body to be unable to heal scars. So. when she visibly relaxed while dancing with me I felt like the happiest wolf on earth. It gave me hope that I would be able to convince her to give me a chance. As soon as she would I would spend all of my time. showing her I would be the best mate she could have wished for.
Now Dillion’s comment about me not wanting her made her run away from me. Towards Gerald who no doubt would gush about his mate and her moving to our pack. Moving to the palace, losing control, and using my Alpha voice for the second time tonight I ordered him to not speak about me, her first mate or anything even remotely related to it. His short shy answer after she and her friend walked off showed me he had already said something. All I wanted was to bask in the fact that I finally found my mate. I wanted to spend the rest of this evening getting to know as much about her as was humanly possible. Not keep putting out. fires that my friends caused.
Not long after Stanley came back, after Dillion made Ayla run away there was a lot of tension. Which Stanley had tried to diffuse by offering to get us drinks. I wasn’t really in the mood to talk to either of them but boy could I use a drink. That was the only reason I accepted his offer and not told Dillion to piss off. Even if I didn’t say a word to him as we were waiting for our drinks.
“I had the chance to explain to her you never saw her in saying you weren’t interested in her. Because you wanted to find your fated mate. It’s not much but still” He told me awkwardly giving me my beer.
Mom and Dad were watching me, they saw me run after a she–wolf only for me to come back inside to dance with her. Now even as she left my side I did not interact with any of the other’s. All I did was stand here. watching her. Unable to take my eyes off her, and unable to just go and talk with her. As I didn’t want to overwhelm her. I told her I would let her think about it until tomorrow. I had to keep my promise but this was the first time I wanted to break it.
“Nothing is going on she needs some fresh air. She promised Jessa she would be back in fifteen” Gerald’s voice rang out through the mindlink.
It partially settled my nerves now all I had to do was convince my parents to be patient. All so I could be patient with her. Walking over to talk to them I was praying to the Moon Goddess they would understand why I needed some time. Surely my parents would be happy that I finally found my fated mate.
“We noticed a lot happening tonight son, and we saw it all had to do with one girl. Want to tell us about her?” Dad says but he is smiling so, so far so good.
“The girl is Ayla, and she is my fated mate,” I tell them and for a second I feel so proud that it is all I say.
“I am so happy for you baby, so where is she? When can I meet her? What pack is she from?” Mom was as excited as I was, asking me all kinds of questions.
Sadly I cannot give her answers. And the fact that I do not know the most basic things about my mate will raise more questions. Wanting to rip the bandaid off I just tell them she hasn’t accepted me yet. That she was rejected before, and how Dillion walked in on her being ganged up by five other wolves. It’s obvious that they pity her so this might just work. Taking a deepbreath I ask them to give me a few more months. before I announce who my mate, my Luna is.
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