Chapter 5 Choices and Chains

Chapter 5 Choices and Chains

LESLEY'S POV

 

I actually wanted to laugh.

I noticed his gaze trying to reach my eyes from my boobs but failed as his eyes kept traveling back to my boobs, again and again, making his eyes widen.

"Do you realize that the mate-bond is created when you look into your mate's eyes, not her boobs, right?" I grinned, trying not to laugh out loud.

Yes, I had big boobs! My nickname among the humans that I knew in the town was 'Big D'. Take a guess at what that stands for?

"So-sorry!" He stuttered, blushing like a virgin while trying to look away. "Wh-why are you naked?"

"Because I'm washing my clothes. Why else would I be in the laundry room?" I answered, as a matter of fact.

It was not like I could tell him I was trying to avoid my cousins because of my uncle's stupid Alpha command!

He looked at me again with an 'it makes sense' expression before his eyes glided back down my body. Damn! He was so cute, trying hard to not look, but could not resist. I smirked. He blushed even more once he realized I caught him red-handed.

With a scowl, he took off his jacket and handed it to me. I did not really question it and just put it on so that at least I 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 had smelled nothing that nice before! It was a mixture of his cologne and the smell from before, like being wrapped in a warm blanket.

My first thought was that he was out of my league! As in only if looking up the definition of 'tall, dark and handsome and there was a picture of the fucking guy in front of me. His eyes were a vibrant, icy, blue color that dominated most of his facial structure, which I found absolutely mesmerizing and beautiful beyond description. His jawline was enhanced by the perfect 5 o'clock shadow and his pitch-black hair was cut short at the sides and long on top, with a style that made him look like a model from fucking photo shoot! And oh goodness! I had not even gotten to his body yet! I knew he was shamelessly eye-raping me, but fuck, I wanted his body on top of me!

His eyes met mine again and I could feel my wolf jump back at his intense stare and then almost disappear to the back of my consciousness.

Seriously?! I thought to myself. The whole mate thing was entirely because of our wolves and she went into hiding the second she found out about her mate? My wolf was so far back, I bet my mate's wolf could not even sense it! Which would explain the confused look on his face right now.

"Lesley?!"

We both snapped out of our trance and turned to face the intruder. My heart sank and my skin turned cold. Fuck!

"What are you doing here? You know what? Never mind!" My uncle's voice rang like thunder in my ears and his judgmental and angry eyes found mine immediately. I knew he was going to make the rest of my day hell! "You're here? Get upstairs and help your Luna with her routine now." He ordered.

I nodded and lowered my eyes as I passed both of them. But before I reached the stairs, I felt his grip on my hands, pulling me dangerously close to him, and his warm, disgusting breath on my skin. "If you dare to mess up, I'll make you pay!"

"Yes, Alpha," I answered, trying to hold back a shiver running down my spine. I could still sense my mate near me, but I did not expect him to do anything. No one in their right mind would go 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, my uncle flinched away for a second. But that was all. Only for 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 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. Now I was going to pay for that! But somehow, I was still surprised by the way my mate had stood up for me. But then again, why would he not do that? He was my mate, right? The one who would never hurt me.

"She's completely impossible to control," my uncle continued, his gaze cold as ice, while I hid at the top of the stairs. My heart was racing. What was my mate going to say to uncle? Would he accept me? Or would he?

"She's my mate!"

My heart jumped, and so did my wolf. Yes! He said it! I was his mate! He acknowledged us! I was getting out of there!

"Excuse me?!"

And that was when the sudden realization hit me. It was not the surprise or disbelief in my uncle's voice or the fact that Trevor and Fraya were out of their rooms listening to the conversation with utter disbelief and hate on their faces. It was the fact that I was going to leave my father's pack!

"That girl," my mate said again. Power dripped off his voice. "She's my mate!"

I heard Fraya making some lame-ass comment, but I did not 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 somehow felt 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. My brain was still trying to comprehend everything.

I know it was customary for a she-wolf to leave her pack if her mate was from a different pack, but it was different with me. I was going to leave everyone. They would be left in their own misery! Who was going to help them? Who was going to protect them?

It had always been my responsibility to make sure everybody was okay. That everybody got what they needed. I was the one who went against my uncle's stupid ranking system and made sure they paid loans and got medication ordered. I was even uncle Harry's punching bag, so he did not hurt anybody else. Who was going to take care of my father's pack if I was gone?

'Lesley!'

It was my uncle's voice that snapped me out of my trance. I jumped up as he startled me. I really hated the mind-link!

'Get downstairs! NOW!'

It was not a request.

'Yes, Alpha Harry.'

I quickly pulled on a pair of leggings, a T-shirt that was close to two sizes small, hugging my body the way it used to before my breasts developed, and one of Dean's pullovers. I combed my hair with my fingers, so at least I 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 was tall! And I was tall. So that said something. Dean had only been like three or four inches taller than me and my uncle was not any different, so seeing him for the first time in my life, I had to tilt my head up to meet his gaze. His very intense gaze, I might add. I wondered if he smelled Dean on the pullover?

"Lesley," uncle Harry started formally, forcing me to look away from my mate to his ugly grin. "This is Alpha Cedrick."

My heart sank, and I was pretty sure my wolf fainted. What the fuck?! My mate was an Alpha?!

I could not stop the whiplash my neck received when I looked back up at my mate. His face revealed nothing, but I believe he found my surprise amusing, as his eyes definitely had a hint of mischief in them.

"He said you are his mate?" Uncle Harry continued; the disgust for the idea was clear in his voice. It honestly made my stomach clench. He hoped it was not true and the unspoken truth in his voice was clear, which was forcing me to say no. But like hell, I was going to give up my mate for that piece of shit!

"Yes," I answered stubbornly as I watched his jaw clench. I rolled my eyes at them and crossed my arms protectively in front of me. What I lacked in confidence, I faked with attitude! But that apparently annoyed my mate, Cedrick. Hmm, I liked how that sounded in my head.

"I want to take you home to my pack," he said again with power radiating off his words, but clearly annoyed with my attitude. "You will be the Luna of the Silver Moon Pack."

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