You Will Belong To Me Only

Maverick’s POV

I watched as my sweet mate struggled to meet up with me even as I walked slowly. At this pace, we would end up getting to the pack house the next day, according to the human world. It wasn’t her fault anyway; considering those beatings from those two bitches, she must have been very drained.

I wonder if I should have just killed them instead of what I did. That would have been better, but it would have made me look monstrous to my mate.

Seeing how she was battling, I stopped suddenly, making her hit my chest, and I felt my heart race faster than ever. An electrifying feeling coursed through my whole body, not just me—even my wolf wasn’t left out. It howled loudly in my head, wanting to feel our mate. I had to try all I could to calm him down.

This is a new feeling for me, and to be honest, even though I recognized her as my mate when she was around eleven years old in the human world, I have never been near her until now.

Initially, I detested being mated to a human and had no interest in her, but my father gave me a thorough explanation. Still, I was so angry that I was ready to defy the goddess.

I got myself a girlfriend who I selected as my mate six years ago, but I could not mark her. Frustrated, I met my father again.

“This is unfair, father. How can I wait all these years only for the fucking realm to gift me a human as a mate? Not even a werewolf! That would have been manageable,” I complained bitterly.

“Son, you will soon be Lycan King, and I won’t tolerate you looking down on any creature, human or otherwise. Do you even know the purpose of her in your life?” he asked, glaring at me.

“Yes. She was mated to me to make me look weak! How can she protect the pack? She was supposed to be a Luna!”

“You want a woman to protect you and your pack? I am highly disappointed in you.”

His words affected me deeply. I am someone who thrives on pride. How could he say I wanted a woman to protect me? I am a Lycan!

“Father, what if she hates us? We are like wolves; although advanced, we are still different from humans. What if she is…”

“Then test her. Test her with all the quality you want in your woman except her strength.”

“Fine! It’s not like I needed her strength,” I sneered.

“Remember, son. You can’t appear before her until three days before her eighteenth birthday,” my father warned.

“Got it,” I replied nonchalantly.

He changed my mind and sent me to the human world to know my mate. When I got to the human world, my beta and I laid a trap for the little girl of eleven. Fortunately, the little doll seemed to like the forest a lot.

One day, we saw her approaching the forest again, and I injured Loren in his wolf form. I knew she would run away, but she proved me wrong by caring for Loren as she did for the wolf today.

I have been shuffling between the two worlds, and today was three days to her eighteenth year. And surprisingly, she passed the test again.

“Why did you buy me from my family?” Her voice brought me back to reality.

Upon hearing that one question, I realized that several more would follow. If there was one thing I had observed about my new bride, it was her curiosity. She was very curious and wanted to know every little thing. I answered all her questions until we reached my kingdom’s entrance.  I lowered her from my back, and her eyes were gazing around. 

I could see that she had questions that she wanted to ask, but her fear was holding her back.

“Let me explain what just happened and maybe a little bit about your new life,” I said, moving closer to her.

Then I said, “I am a Lycan wolf because my parents are also Lycans.”

“Does lycan also mean wolf?” She asked innocently. Although I hate being compared to those weaklings, that was the easiest way to explain to her, so I nodded.

“So if the parents are wolves, the child will be a wolf too?” Brynlee asked, touching her chin. I smiled, seeing her interest in the subject. She is such a fascinating human.

“Yes,” I replied.

“Please allow me to explain. Lycans are more like humans but possess divine power. We can just say we are humans blessed with the ability to transform into wolves anytime. We have packs instead of cities where a king governs each pack. Amongst all the kings, there is a supreme king called the lycan king, who rules over all the other kings with his supreme Luna.”

“Wow! It sounds exciting but also a bit frightening,” she remarked with a sparkle in her eyes.

“You don’t sound scared, though. Back to our discussion, while wolves are bestowed with mates by the moon goddess, lycans do not share this privilege. Only a few get to have their mates given to them by the moon goddess. One of our abilities you need to know is that we can change to an actual wolf but in a human form.”

“Like the way your claws came out not long ago?” She asked, looking at me.

“Yes. Let’s end here. You will get to know more as time passes,” I said, smiling.

Then I added, “As a member of our kind, our purpose is to seek out our partners and make a family.”

“How can I be your mate? I am human,” she asked.

“We can be mated with humans,” I reassured her.

I could see she didn’t believe that part. Did she still think I brought her here as my slave? She was my mate, and I have watched over her for the past eleven years from afar. I would have shown myself earlier, but our laws stopped me. I had to watch from afar how her mother maltreated her since her father died, but I was helpless.

I could only come out today—three days before her 18th birthday.

“All these are hard to believe, but I will just play along as if I was in a dream with you. A dream with a handsome devil,” she said, but her tone was very low for the last statement. Do I need to tell her that I hear everything?

“I am the Lycan king of the Solar Kingdom, which means I can choose my mate and be paired with anyone by the goddess,” I said, looking at her.

“You are 26 years old. Have you ever had a mate before?” she asked, catching me off guard. Why do I sense something else in her voice?

“No, I have been waiting for you for years,” I told her, holding her hands.

“What?!” she exclaimed, her eyes bulging out a little as she tried to hide the excitement in her voice.

“t I must mark you if I want you to be my mate, but that’s only possible until you turn 18, which I believe is in a few days,” I stated, enjoying her reaction.

“What would happen if you marked me?” she asked, frowning.

“You will get pregnant, and no one can take you away from me then. You will belong to me only.”

I saw her looking at me. At first, she looked confused, and then realization dawned on her. She removed her hands from mine, her cheeks getting redder as she tried to hide her face—such a cutie. I really wish she was already eighteen

“You… you are going to sleep with me?” She asked, her voice faltering.

I could see her feeling shy, and she licked her luscious lips. I groaned in excitement yet tried to conceal her action’s effect on me. How could she control me even when I hadn’t marked her?

I wasted no time and pulled her closer, pressing my lips onto hers.