Lesley's POV
I actually wanted to laugh.
He looked into my eyes, and stared at my boobs – eyes widened! Tried to look me in the eyes again but failed and took another long glare at my boobs! Eyes growing even bigger!
"You do realize that the mate-bond is created by looking into your mate's eyes, not her boobs, right?" I grinned, trying not to laugh out loud. Oh yeah! I had really big boobs! My nickname among the humans I knew in town, was "Big D". Guess what that stands for.
"So-sorry!" he stuttered, blushing like a virgin while trying to/not to look away. "Wh-why are you naked?"
"Because I'm washing my clothes," I answered as a matter of fact-ly. What? It's not like I could tell him that I was trying to avoid my cousins, because of my uncle's stupid alpha command! "Why else would I be in the laundry room?"
He looked at me again with a half "ups"/"make sense" expression, before his eyes glide back down my body. Damn! He's so cute, not trying to look. I smirked, once I caught his eye again. If possible, he blushes even more, once he realized he was caught red-handed. With a scowl, he took off his jacket and handed it to me. I didn't really question it and just put it on, that way I at least was dressed. It covered most of me, but with my size, it barely reached my thighs.
His scent drifted back into my nostrils, sending shivers down my spine. Good grief! I'd never smelled anything this nice before! It was a mixture of his cologne and the smell from before. Like being wrapped in a warm blanket.
"What happened?" he then suddenly asked, gesturing to my burned abdomen. I immediately knew what he meant. And like a self-defense mechanism, I lied.
"Cooking class," I answered hoping he didn't know, that that's not a subject in high school anymore. Damn this werewolf aging thing! He didn't look a day over 20! And for some reason, my first thought is that he is WAY out of my league! As in look up the definition of "tall, dark, and handsome" and there is a picture of this fucking guy. His eyes are a vibrant icy, blue color, that dominated most of his facial structure and which I find absolutely mesmerizing and beautiful beyond description. His jawline is perfectly enhanced by the perfect 5 o'clock shadow and his pitch-black hair is cut short at the sides and long on top, with a style that makes him look like a model from fucking photoshop! And oh god! I haven't even gotten to his body yet! I know he was shamelessly eye-raping me, but holy virgin Marry, I wanted that on top of me!
His eyes meet mine again and I can feel my wolf jump back at the intense stare and almost disappear to the back of my consciousness.
Seriously?! I thought to myself. The whole mate thing is entire because of our wolves and she goes into hiding the second she finds hers? She's even so far back, I bet my mate's wolf can't even sense her! Which would explain the confused look on his face right now.
"Lesley?!"
We're both snapped out of our trance and turned to face the intruder. My heart sank and my skin turned to ice. Fuck!
"What are you doing here? You know what? Never mind!", my uncle's voice thunders into the room and way too quickly his judgmental and angry eyes find mine and I know, he's going to make the rest of my day hell! "Now you're here, get upstairs and help your Luna with her routine." I nodded and lowered my eyes, as I passed the both of them. But before I reached the stairs, I felt Uncle grip my hands, pulling my face dangerously close to his; his warm and disgusting breath on my skin. "Mess up, and I'll make you pay!"
"Yes, alpha," I answered, trying to hold back a shiver down my spine. I could still sense my mate close by, but I didn't expect him to do anything. No one in their right mind went up against an alpha.!
"Don't touch her like that!"
A deep animalistic growl filled the room. I snapped my head around and saw my mate fuming with anger, taking a threatening step toward my uncle. And to my utter glee, he flinched away for a second. But that's all it was. A second! He regained his posture and with a slight shove, pushed me up the stairs. Another warning growl rumbled in my mate's chest, but this time Uncle Harry was prepared for it.
"I find it's the only thing that works on her," he answered, sending me another death glare. Great. I was now going to pay for this! But somehow, I was still surprised by the way my mate had stood up for me. But then again, why wouldn't he? He was my mate, right? The one who would never hurt me, right?
"She's completely impossible to control," my uncle continued cold as ice, while I hid at the top of the stairs. My heart was racing. What was he going to say to uncle? Would he accept me? Would he.?
"She's my mate!"
My heart jumped and so did my wolf. YES! He said it! I'm his mate! He acknowledged us! I'm getting out of here.!
"Excuse me?!"
And that's when the sudden realization hit me. Not the surprise or disbelief in my uncle's voice. Or that Trevor and Fraya were coming out of their rooms; also listening in on the conversation with utter disbelief and hate on their faces.
No...
I was going to leave my father's pack!
"That girl," my mate said again, this time power was raiding off his voice. "She's my mate!"
I heard Fraya make some lame-ass comment, but I didn't stick around to find out what it was. I turned down the hall and went up to the attic. The key to the door was long gone, but I felt somehow safe once I closed it behind me. My heart was racing, and my head was spinning. I felt weak in my knees and before I knew it, I was stumbling down on my wood floor bed. Everything still rushing in and out of my brain.
I know that it's customary for a she-wolf to leave her pack if her mate is from a different pack, but. This time was different. I was going to leave everyone. They'd be left in their own misery just like Amanda! Who was going to help them? Who was going to protect them?
It had always been my responsibility to make sure everybody was ok. That everybody got what they needed. I was the one who went against my uncle's stupid ranking system and made sure loans were paid and medication got ordered. I was even Uncle Harry's punching bag, so he didn't hurt anybody else. Who was going to take care of my father's pack, if I was gone.?
Lesley!
It was again my uncle's voice, that snapped me out of my trance. I jumped up for absolutely no good reason, other than he startled me. I really hated this mind-link!
Get downstairs! NOW!
It wasn't a request.
Yes, Alpha Harry.
I quickly pulled on a pair of leggings, a T-shirt that was closing in on being two sizes too small, hugging my body the way it used to, before I grew breasts, and one of Dean's famous pullovers. I combed my hair with my fingers, so I at least looked somewhat presentable, before I ran downstairs again.
My uncle and mate were in the living room, both with a glass of gin in their hands. Celebrating something? Somehow the irony in that made a smile creep across my lips.
The second I entered the room, my mate stood up and came over to me. DAMN! He's tall! And I'm tall, so that's saying something. Dean had only been like 3 or 4 inches taller than me and my uncle wasn't any different, so seeing this guy, for the first time in my life, I had to tilt my head backward to meet his gaze. His very intense gaze I might add. I wondered if he smelled Dean on this blouse after all this time.?
"Lesley," Uncle Harry started very formally, forcing me to look away from my mate to his ugly grin. "This is Alpha Cedrick."
My heart sank and I'm pretty sure my wolf fainted.
What the---?!
My mate was an ALPHA?!
