032 Alpha's Mate

Taran's POV

I strolled with Kirsch along the river, in the direction of the beach.

"Restrain Nat, you can't let this go on. Rachel is 17 now, basically an adult. This is serious." I frowned, remembering Rachel's vicious voice.

"Nat spoils her, and you are the one who spoiled Nat first." Kirsch folded his hand, glaring at me, "Do you have any idea how hard it is to restrain the Alpha's mate?!"

Nat claimed me to be her mate when she turned 18.

She seemed pretty sure about it, but Kirsch already marked me by then. He was one year older than Nat. He had always felt guilty about it, but I knew Nat wasn't feeling as strong a pull toward me as he did.

"She's not my mate!" I frowned at him, feeling probed for the first time by this joke, "You should know, of all."

His face turned red yet again. He dodged my eyes as he muttered: "All I know is I marked you by mistake..."

I walked toward him, and Kirsch backed into a tree. He tri