To Mate or Not to Mate

I could see the hesitancy in my mates eyes. I also could feel the heat coming off of his body. Sweat dripping off of his perfect brow, down his neck that I wanted to lick off of him like it was the last drop of water on earth and I was dying of thirst. My Alpha was going to be a puddle soon and I watched as every bit of him fought against his werewolf nature.

To be an Alpha werewolf was to be in control at all times. Alpha's have an itch that they have to scratch - to demonstrate their dominance. To prove they are the most dominant of any person or shifter ever. They have a desire to be needed, useful, and depended upon. And finally but probably takes up more time then they are willing to admit, they think about sex. Who to have sex with. Where can they have sex. When can they have sex. How will they have dominant their sexual partner. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex.

And yet, my Alpha was trying to fight something that not came naturally to him, but I was his mate! I followed the beads