Chapter 3

Ezra's POV

I had to get closer. My mate was here! I couldn't believe it! Werewolves travel and visit places with humans all the time. It's not rare, but I have to say I was surprised. What are the fucking odds? I had to get to her without making a scene. 

"Pardon me, my parents are up there." I said to anyone that kept me from cutting in the line. I couldn't make a scene, but I had to find her. I'd never felt a pull so strong. They always say when you know you know, and they weren't kidding! 

The scent of lavendar and mint got stronger and strong until I spotted her. Beautiful chocolate brown hair pulled into a high ponytail exposing the most sexy neck I'd ever seen, cut off shorts showing perfectly tan legs, a gray fitted tank top, and black converse.

Then I froze. I took another deep breath. Some was wrong. She's human. HUMAN?! This can't be right. I studied her again. Fuck she was beautiful, but that was besides the point right now.

How the fuck can my mate be human!? No! No! No! No! No! A weak fucking human. I was glad I had kept my shades on because I had no doubt that my eyes were black with rage. Was this a joke? Did the moon goddess honestly hate me this much? I am an alpha for fuck's sake! Alphas cannot mate with humans. We'd end up killing the fragile things. Not because we want to,but because they are weak and frail.

I stayed behind her, never getting too close. I had to get out of here. I had to get away from her. This fucking mate-bond was making it impossible to leave. I could tell she was uncomfortable. Her heart beat was slightly elevated, and she kept glancing in different directions. I could tell she was trying to be stealthy about it, but I was hyper focusing on her so of course I noticed. 

I was desperate to see her face. Desperate to touch her. But I couldn't. If I did there would be no going back, and I cannot have a human for my mate and Luna. Humans aren't mated to Alphas. Sure, it happens to Omegas occasionally, but never an alpha. Never had I heard of it happening to one of us.  My pack would quesiton me. Hell I would be challenged the second I take the alpha title. No. This wasn't going to happen. So why couldn't I leave?

I was broken from my thoughts when I noticed her scent fading. I looked up from the ground and realized she had been placed on a seat in the boat. Her row wasn't full so I told the attendant I was with her family before I had the good sense to ask where the exit was.

I almost froze in place when I saw her body go rigid. Could she sense me? No. There's a human in our pack mated to one of the omegas and as I understand it, humans don't feel the mate-bond pull the same way we wolves do. They feel the pull and the sparks of the moon goddess's blessing on their skin when they touch their wolf mate, but it's not as intense as what we feel. Once the mating process is complete it becomes closer to what we feel. So, there was no way she could sense me yet. She must just be as unhappy to be in this stupid place as I was.

I kept going and stepped into the boat and took my seat. The two with her were her parents I assumed. Her mother was beautiful with the same hair that my mate had. I noticed my mate was turned away from me. Almost in an unnatural position. I was so close to her and her heart rate was through the goddamn roof. My senses were screaming at me. I wanted to touch her. To take her. To mark her beautiful neck. Right now. 

Slowly she turned her head to look at me. Our boat had begun to move but she didn't seem to notice. I didn't make any attempt to hide the fact that I had been staring at her. Instead of love or curiousity, I saw shock. Pure shock. She stared into my face for what felt like an hour. It gave me a moment to study her beautiful features. They honestly took my breath away. Her nose was a perfect fit for her oval shaped face. Her lips were full and pink. Goddess her eyes were to bluest blue I'd ever seen. The ocean couldn't touch the blue in her eyes. 

Say something you idiot! I thought to myself. 

"Like what you see doll face?"

For fuck's sake! Doll face? I just sounded like the biggest idiot in the world. FUCK!

She blinked like I had broken her from a trance, and her  face went from shock to disdain.

"Actually if I'm being honest I was just wondering why you're wearing sunglasses in here. Last time I checked only blind people and douche bags wear sunglasses inside." 

That voice. That beautiful voice. Wait. Did she just call me a douche bag? 

It was my turn to be shocked. My mate just called a douche bag! Shit she was fiesty. It bothered me that I liked it so much. This was not going well. The shock must have lasted longer than I thought because she turned back to look at her parents. She looked nervous. Nervous was kind of cute on her. Let's see if I can kick that up a notch. While she was still facing the other direction I quickly pushed my sunglasses up and let them sit on the top of my head. 

When she turned back to me, and we locked eyes for the first time I knew I was in love. "How about now?" I said knowing she could see my eyes for what they are. The way she looked at me made me think that she felt the same way. Even though I knew that wasn't how it worked for humans, a guy could dream. She probably was just shocked. Just as our moment began, it ended with our boat take a nose dive over some waterfall in the ride. It startled her, and the next thing I felt was her soft tiny hand grab mine. The sparks flew from my hand to my whole body. They were so intense I'm surprised they didn't light up that dark room we were floating through. 

"Shit!" she exclaimed. How could such a dirty word sound so beautiful? Wait. Did she feel that? She acted like she'd been electricuted!I could feel the pull of the mate bond snap together like a rubberband. I knew it was time to choose. This is bad. This is really bad. I just wanted to see her before I let her go, but this is more than i bargained for. My thought were interupted by the sound of her mother's hand hitting the back of my mate's head.

"Language Cassandra Miller!" her mother scolded. Are you fucking kidding me? She can't touch my mate! Shit! Now I'm getting possessive.  I have got to get off this boat. I am losing it. "Sorry! Something shocked the mess out of me!" 

She felt it. Oh my goddess she felt it too! Panic was starting to take over. 

Before I could think anymore she turned back to me to say,"Did you feel that?! That was crazy!"

This had gone far enough. I was ending this before I couldn't go back. I was not accpeting this mate bond. In my heart and mind I acknowledged my rejection of the mate bond and felt the pain of it.   "I didn't feel a thing. It must have just shocked you." I didn't wait to see her reaction. It didn't matter. This was over. I was disconnecting emotion.  I was officially choosing not to accept our bond.