My Unexpected Mate

Gabriel’s POVI woke up feeling like shit. Fucking red mush.I got up and went to the bathroom. After I did my morning business, I turned the shower on and hopped in. The cold water woke me up from my drunken state. I need to quit drinking. Or at least drink something other than that thing Louis called wine. I always felt like crap afterward.I looked in the mirror and smirked. Louis was right. I did look like a werewolf. My dark brown hair was a tangled mess on top of my head. I would cut it today.My biggest assets are my green eyes. I was tall. 6’3 of pure muscles. I was pretty well-built for a 20-year-old guy. Women loved me. And I loved them. They were good for sex. I loved seducing them. But I didn’t see myself ever caring for any woman. I was fine on my own. I did not need nor wanted to love anybody. I got all the sex I needed without loving them or caring for them.The only person I ever loved was my grandma. She was the only family I had. She raised me and loved me. I have he

Gabriel’s POVI think my brain was going to burst. I groaned and turned to my side. I tried to fall asleep again, but my hangover wouldn’t let me.I didn’t really know how much I had drunk the previous night. I just know it was a lot. I remember coming to the club with Nick. We went through security and said hello to Sebastian. He saw how pissed off I was, and he didn’t even try to talk to me. I saw him and Nick exchange looks. Nick just shook his head and Sebastian sighed slightly. Assholes. They think I don’t notice their silent conversations.I didn’t let that bug me for long. I grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniel’s behind a bar and sat at our usual spot. Nick and I drank that bottle pretty quickly. He can hold his liquor better than me. Being half werewolf had its benefits. It took more for him to get drunk, and he didn’t have to suffer from a hangover after. Lucky son of a bitch.I don’t remember much after that first bottle. Music was loud and the bar was packed with hot, slutty wom

Gabriel’s POV“What did you say?” Nick was the first one to respond.I was frozen.He sat next to me and looked at his mom, pizza long forgotten.“I said her name is Aria,” she said looking confused. “What is going on boys?”Nick looked at me with a bright smile on his face. “Do you think it’s her?”“Do you know this girl?” his mom asked, looking at us.“What does she look like?” I finally managed to ask.“She is very pretty. Short, small. She has brown hair and green eyes,” she said.“Oh, fuck it is her!” Nick yelled.I was frozen, my heart beating in my chest. She was here.“When was this mom?” Nick asked.“I’m not telling you anything more until you tell me what is going on. Gabriel looks like he is going to pass out,” she said, frowning.Nick elbowed me. “Tell her.”“I don’t know who she is,” I sighed. “I saw her a couple of days ago in front of my hair salon and I felt this connection to her. She ran away before I could speak to her. And it has been bugging me since. I feel somet

Gabriel’s POVNick and I drove back in silence. I was exhausted, but peaceful. I could still feel her in my arms, feel her warmth.“Do you want to look under the floorboards tomorrow?” Nick broke the silence when we parked in his driveway. “When Aria said her grandma hid the safe under the floorboards it made me realize that is the only place we didn’t check in your house.”“Yeah, I caught that too,” I said. “I was actually thinking about doing it right now.”“Get some sleep, man. And get something to eat. We can look for it tomorrow,” he said, opening his car door.He was right. I was too tired. And hungry. I haven’t eaten anything since breakfast.I stepped out of the car and closed the door. Nick locked it and turned to go to his house.“Nick,” I called after him.“Yeah man?” he turned back.“Are you alright?” I asked, walking closer to him, tugging my hands down my pockets.I could see something was bugging him, but I never knew how to talk about feelings and stuff. It felt weird.

Gabriel plugged the USB into his laptop, opened the video file and pressed play. His grandma’s smiling face popped up and she started talking.“Hello, my dear grandson. If you are watching this, it means I am no longer with you. I am so sorry I couldn’t do this in person. I am so sorry I didn’t tell you any of this sooner, but I wanted to protect you. I couldn’t lose you too. I hope that by the end of this video you will understand my actions and you will not be angry with me. I had no bad intentions, I only wanted what’s best for you. I thought hiding this from you is the way to go, but I was wrong, and I am sorry. You know I love you. But, let me start at the beginning. I was a young witch, about 20 years old when I first heard of a warlock named Victor. Supernaturals were talking about him like he was their God. They were saying he wanted justice for our kind, that he was going to fight for us and improve our position amongst humans. I liked what they were saying, and I wanted to k