The Alpha's Wife

I never felt so alive like I did when I kissed him. I have never been kissed by any male before I met Weylyn. This includes the males back at home. The kiss felt right. Like I was already home.

The sparks amplified throughout my body. I wanted more of him and I knew he wanted more of me. If I wasn't soaking my panties before, I sure was soaking them now. Heat is pooling down below.

I wanted him to be inside me planting his seed. Mr. Yummy and I are going in deep already. However, I needed to think more realistically.

“Weylyn, stop,” I said.

“Why?” he questioned as he was still kissing my neck. Oh man did I not want him to stop, but we need too. His lips are sinful and can turn any woman wet.

“Because I am still a virgin. I want my first time to be special and not in a hallway,” I said innocently. Although, if he wanted to take my virginity right here in this hallway, I wouldn't have stopped him.

He stopped what he was doing and then looked at me in amazement. His mesmerizing eyes started to turn black again.

I took my right palm of my hand and touched his cheek. I couldn't help myself. I love his eyes. He took my palm and started to inhale my scent. His nostrils were flaring again.

“Your still a virgin? Most women would have already lost their virginity by now,” he said with softness in his voice.

“Well, I am not like most women since I have a reputation to hold as I am princess of the faes, the last of our kind. I can’t just go around sleeping with any guy I want,” I said a little more upset.

I am not sure why I was upset with his comment or maybe I do know why I was upset. Either way his comment made it seem all women had sex already. I refuse to sleep with multiple men. I have a feeling my mind will change soon though. But, for right now, I wanted to save myself for my true love.

His eyes got wide before I even realized what I said. He grabbed my elbow and started walking away from the entrance to the garden and towards some stairs that would lead to some rooms. He was not being rough which surprised me.

“What are you doing?” I said abruptly.

“Taking you to my room so we can talk privately,” he said.

“Why?” I said a little more irritated. I thought we were fine where we were at.

“Because I don’t want anyone to listen to our conversation,” he said sternly while gritting his teeth. I can tell that my attitude was irritating him.

We went up several flights of stairs before we finally reached the hallway that leads to his room. I truly underestimate this castle. His home is way bigger than my home and I thought my home was huge.

Nope! I was so wrong.

All the doors in this castle looked very modern. As we entered his room, I noticed how huge his room is and that it has a fireplace right in the middle. That is a unique feature that brings depth to the room. Weylyn's room looks very masculine. Something that needed a woman’s touch.

As much as I want to indulge in how gorgeous his room is and his smell that engulfed my senses, I had more important issues to worry about. “What do you want to talk about?” I said as I looked at him. I wanted answers for his behavior.

“I have several things I want to talk to you about. First, do you know what I am?” he said.

“Yes, you’re a werewolf. Kieran is a vampire. My senses easily helped me to distinguish what you are even though I have never been around a werewolf. Kieran told me what he was,” I said.

“Siofra, do you know why I am attracted to you? Do you know what mate means?” Weylyn said.

“I am going to guess that mate is the same as what we call true love. Does mate have something to do with the sparks I feel when we touch each other? It’s not uncomfortable at all. Just makes me want to touch you even more,” I smiled.

He chuckled a little before he spoke again. “For werewolves and vampires, a mate is considered the other half to ones soul. Once we find our other half, our senses will be amplified. Your scent is like a drug to me. Your scent is how I was able to find you. Siofra, you are my mate.”

I ended up sitting down on his bed trying to grasp all this information that he is telling me.

Finding my mate. Check.

Discovering that having over reactive senses is normal. Ummm. Check.

Wait lets go back to first check. I have a MATE! I knew I was meant to be here. My apparently over reactive senses didn't lie to me. Quadruple check.

I stared up into his eyes before he spoke again. I love how mr. yummy was giving me time to process all this shit.

“Siofra, that means your mine for the rest of our lives. Once I mark you, your scent will be interwoven with mine and no male can lay claim on you ever," He said possessively.

"As far as the sparks, you can give thanks to our moon goddess, Zienna. She is the one who is responsible for the mate bond. Because of the bond, you will feel the sparks every time we touch. Our bond will continuously grow stronger until we mate with each other,” he said.

This was a lot of information to digest.

Wait... Back the fuck up. Did he just say mate. Like as in have sex. Sign me up!

Hang on. Marking? I now have a question to ask him.

“What do you mean by marking me?” I said.

“When werewolves find their mate, they mark each other by biting the place where the shoulder and neck meet. Their scent combines with each other so no other can claim them. Marking a mate is like marriage but no divorce,” he said.

Hold on a minute. Bite each other? How in the world do I even bite him. Like yeah he can grow sharp pointy teeth but I don't think that I can grow sharp teeth myself.

I am still trying to process everything and almost missed his next question.

“What do you mean by the last of your kind?” he asked. I figured that question would eventually come up tonight. He has to know sooner or later. I guess I will go ahead and tell him now.

“We are the last of our kind because not many fairies venture out of the land of the faes. Therefore, not many find their true love and have children," I said.

I paused for a minute to gather my thoughts and to breathe. Telling my mate all this information is not easy.

"This doesn't mean that faires can't have children, we can. Without their true love by their side, most fae consider it useless to start a family with someone they are not meant to be with. Fairies are considered rare. Not many creatures know about this and if they did, they might take full advantage especially if your part of the royal family,” I said.

This thought scared me and I pray no one finds out.

Ever.