Chapter 20: Chapter 20

"Samantha, there's something I need to talk to you about." Alpha Hughes states as we enter his room. "Y-Yes, Alpha?" I wonder in an afraid tone. The question makes every hair on my body stand up straight, as I began to think of anything I might have done wrong. With him, the options are endless.

He makes sure the door is closed and locked. I stiffen. "Relax, Samantha." He orders before turning to face me. I obey. "What did you need to talk about, Alpha Hughes?" I ask him, fiddling with my fingers and looking down at my feet.

Alpha Hughes lifts my chin up with his thumb and index finger. "You're very beautiful, Samantha." He whispers. I am not sure if I am supposed to hear that, but with his close proximity, it is inevitable. I pretend I didn't hear him. "Answer me, Samantha." Alpha Hughes holds on tightly to my shoulders.

"I-I apologize, Alpha." I submit to him. "Today, I realized that the bond between us is very strong. I've been trying to avoid it, I feel having a mate and completely loving her gives me a weakness. Therefore, I tried to look past it. Then, today happened. We were forced to show a side ourselves, that we never had to.

"We had to be in love. It-It made me see you differently. I don't know what to say." He finishes. "Alpha..." I carry the word out. "Call me, Jack. Please. I like the way it sounds coming from your mouth." He leans in closer to me. I can see directly into his eyes. He's only about seven inches above my 5''8' frame.

I nod. "Yes, Jack." I respond. He leans in closer, this time with his lips. Jack is so close to touching me, I can feel his breathing. Slow and steady. Me, on the other hand, my heart is pounding at the speed of light. Sweat begins to fill my pores. He stops. "You're hesitant." He observes. A hard blush coats my cheeks.

"I've never been kissed before." I admit. He smiles a bit. "Then, I'll gladly be your first." Jack whispers any leans in. Our lips dance. All I can think about is him.

Jack. Jack. Jack.

He consumes me. I kiss back. The soft feeling of his lips welcomes me and erases any memories before him. The kiss escalates. Slowly, his hands travel up and down my back. My hands get tangled in his hair, but in a good way. I remove my hands from his hair and onto his neck. When I do this, Jack deepens the kiss and I step out of my heels. Jack removes his jacket.

His tongue licks my bottom lip. I ignore it. He does it again.

My reaction is the same. He squeezes my bottom roughly. I gasp and Jack's tongue creeps in. Mine does for him, too. We explore each other's mouths and each time electricity shoots through my spine and I can feel it in my toes.

Jack's tongue slips out of my mouth, he starts leaving kisses down my jawline and my neck. He licks my neck. I moan. I recognize this as the spot he will mark me. Before a male marks his mate, he licks her neck it numbs the spot and lessens the pain. Is Jack planning on marking me?

"Samantha?" He stops. I look him in the eyes. My face is pink from lack of oxygen.

"Yeah?" I question casually.

"I have to mark you." Jack says possessively. I don't say anything, I don't know what to say. My wolf says yes. I say to wait until our feelings are more clear. But, screw me.

Jack's eyes fill with a lust I haven't experienced. Or seen. He buries his head on my neck and licks my neck once again. I can feel his teeth pressing against my skin. He goes in. A groan of pain escapes my lips, and is soon replaced by a satisfied moan.

His canines sink into my neck further, and a louder moan floats from me. "Jack," I call out. My body goes numb and I feel ready to give myself to him. Completely. "Samantha," He finishes marking me, "We should stop." Jack whispers into my neck licking it once more. My wolf feels rejected by him stopping. I want to continue.

I want to be his, fully. I'm ready. But I never say these things. And instead we cuddle there, in nothing but underwear. Not one of us letting go, or breaking the silence.

I wake up the next morning feeling cold. His touch lingers only my body and miss his soft touch. The events of the previous night flood my memory. I smile at the sexual transaction between my mate and I. No, we didn't complete the mating process, but we did finish two-thirds of it.

I strut around looking for anything to just throw on after I shower, and I settle for a cropped top and some ripped blue jeans. I head toward the master bathroom and I turn my water on. Before getting in, I stare at my mark. It's still very red and the teeth marks are visible, only to werewolves of course.

The water gets to the perfect heat and I get in. As I'm in the shower, I think about how much I wish Jack was here with me. Where is Jack? Did he leave me? My paranoia takes over my body and I begin to fret for my mate. I turn the water off. It's too much noise and I can't think.

Did he not enjoy last night?

Did he have a meeting to attend to?

The mark on my neck aches from the absence of my mate. I clutch on to my neck in pain, and hiss.

I've heard from other she-wolves that when she misses her mate, her mark stings. That is happening to me, as of now. Because Jack is nowhere to be found. My body aches for his love, his touch.

I pace around the bathroom in my towel, my hair all over the place and leaving water where I've been. I decide to put some clothes on. Maybe, once that's done, he'll return.

Frantically, I put my planned outfit it seems calm and comfortable. Right after I finish putting on my last shoe, Emily bursts in.

"Are you going somewhere?" She wonders and sits down on my bed. I almost tell her the events that took place right where she laid, it never comes out. "U-Uh, nowhere. I just thought if I got ready, Jack would be back by the time I was finished. I guess I was incorrect." I slouch in my stance.

Emily glares at me and I fix my posture. "Oh, right! He's at a meeting. He should be back soon. Jack didn't tell you?" Emily furrows her brows. I shake my head, "No." A frown finds its way to my face.

"That's weird, did something happen between you two?" Emily pushes.

My face turns bright red at the thought. "Oh, my God! You guys totally... EW! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE I SAT ON YOUR BED!" Emily pretends to brush dirt off her. "We didn't mate, or anything. He just marked me." I mutter, embarrassed. Emily looks at me with a disgusted look.

"I sat on your bed. You and Jack had a make-out session on your bed. Please, tell me there were clothes on?" Emily pleads. My blush gets even more red. I look down at my feet and my eyes widen. "YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING GROSS!" Emily pretends to barf.

After a few ten minutes of Emily being well, Emily, she calms down and asks if she wants to go to the mall with me. Without our mates. Normally, I would agree willingly, but now, it feels wrong. I feel like I'm going against Jack's wishes.

"Sam, you gotta start thinking for yourself. Do you want to go to the mall with me?" She tries again. I nod instantly. "Good, I have something important to tell you."