Chapter 11
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He slipped his hand into mine and I was shocked. I looked up at Seth as we walked, but he didn't acknowledge he had just grabbed my hand. "You're holding my hand" I commented.
He looked down at me in annoyance, "the Pack can't know we're not anything other than a perfect loved up Alpha and Luna".
I snorted in amusement, "are they idiots?"
"No. But we're going to be good actors" he replied through gritted teeth. I could hear the threat in his words, if I wasn't convincing.
"Well I should be fine, I actually have a heart and feelings. You, I'm not too sure about".
"Shut up May".
"Darling that is no way to speak to your loving mate" I mocked him. He grumbled incoherently under his breath but didn't reply.
Seth had called a Pack meeting in which to introduce me to everyone and show everyone how loved up and happy we were – despite the obvious issues with our relationship. All I had to do was keep my mouth shut and we'd get through it, according to Seth anyway.
At five o'clock that evening, the entire Pack gathered in the forest clearing behind the Pack offices. I was nervous as I stood at the front with my hand in Seth's as he silently used his other hand to go through his emails on his phone. "Pay attention to me" I hissed at him.
He turned to me and raised an eyebrow, "I'm busy".
"Not too busy for your mate I hope" I replied nonchalant. Seth knew what I meant and he sighed heavily before slipping his phone back inside his suit jacket pocket. He took a second to compose himself before turning and smiling brightly at me.
"Of course not baby, I'm never too busy for you". Reaching up he stroked my cheeks, and if I didn't know Seth I would have thought he was being genuine. I looked up into his blue eyes, marvelling in their beautiful colour for a moment, before I remembered our rocky relationship. It was ridiculous really, Seth and I were mates and there was obviously attraction between us, but we were both too stubborn to admit we felt anything for each other.
"Aw, isn't this sweet" Dean commented from behind me. I jumped in shock, looking away from Seth's eyes and turned to see the familiar smirking blonde. Dean had a woman on his arm, a tall woman with deep raven black hair; skin and eyes to match. She was beautiful, as was the little boy on her hip – with a skin tone a few shades lighter than her mother due to his white father.
"Shut up Dean" Seth grumbled, as he wrapped his arm around my waist and pressed me to his side. Secretly I liked being so close to him, but I sighed and threw him an annoyed look for effect – I still had some pride left to preserve.
"May, this is my mate Tricia and our son Bentley" Dean said. I smiled warmly at them, but didn't really have anything to say. Luckily, the conversation was interrupted by a familiar petite brunette woman walking over with a tall dark-haired man in tow. "Uh-oh parental units on the move" Dean muttered and I hid my smile.
"Seth, you plan to introduce your mate to the Pack before you've mated or even introduced her to your parents?" Seth father said as he reached us. He was intimidating, and tall, like his son. The dominance and pure arrogance he radiated, rivalled that of his son, making his previous position in the Pack very obvious.
"Yes that is exactly what I plan to do" Seth replied emotionless, before gesturing to his mother. "Plus, Ma met May last night".
"I found you about to pounce on a child".
"I'm not a child" I snapped, at the same time Seth growled out; "May is not a child".
"She's sixteen" Angie barked.
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"Look, I get you guys have problems with this. But this is my Pack, May is my mate and I am a grown man".
"Exactly, you're a grown man and she's not" his father added in.
"If I was a grown man, then age would be the least of our troubles" I added sarcastically. The comment got me lots of glares, although I heard Dean laughing quietly behind me. Seth quickly brought the conversation back.
"Age is just a number" he shrugged.
"Prison is just a cell" Dean chimed in from beside me. I snorted in amusement as Seth and his father turned to glare at him. Dean muttered an apology before pulling his mate and son away from the conversation.
"Look, whether you like this situation or not – whether you like May or not – you have no say in the situation. She is my mate and she will be the Luna of this Pack" he snapped, but still kept his voice low as so the rest of the Pack could not overhear.
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