Chapter 3: Mate

Deafening silence prevailed in my room. No one wants to speak. The whistling of the breeze can be heard outside my window. We're just feeling each other out, and I'm trying to calm down.

"Get out," I ordered. Before exiting the room, I heard my maid sigh.

My lips shook and a tear streamed down my cheek. The moon and stars did not show when I opened my eyes to gaze out my window because of the clouds that blocked them from gleaming.

"Did you just sense my sadness, stars, and moon?" I inquired as if they would speak to me. I laughed and brushed my tears away. Crying isn't my thing, but being bold and furious is. I need to stop sobbing. Crying won't help me.

I should think of anything that could help me find my sister, but first I need to clear my head.

I bought a purse and a phone. I need to take a road trip to clear my thoughts so that I can concentrate tomorrow. I have a lot of meetings tomorrow, so I don't want to be distracted. I must be professional tomorrow because we have a large number of staff and consumers. I should not do something foolish.

When my butler noticed me, he just bowed and said, "Take care, Ma'am. Just press your watch if there's an emergency." I nodded and smiled at him. He knew I'd clear my thoughts, and he constantly reminded me to click the button on my watch in case of an emergency.

He modified this watch, which is linked to his watch. If I press it, his watch will emit an alert and track my whereabouts. He made it so that we could both connect if I wanted to be alone.

I'm glad that he gave me my time and respected my want for solitude. He isn't the sort of butler who will follow you around all day and night simply to make sure you're okay. He's the kind of butler who believes in you, respects your decisions, and appears in an emergency.

I drove my vehicle and let my hands lead the way. I need to take a deep breath and some time to analyze. I had no idea why my hands had led me to the shoreline. Perhaps I'm excessively preoccupied with my sister. Who wouldn't want to? It's been fifteen years and there's still no indication of my sister. I'm not sure if she's still alive, but she deserves justice and vengeance for the vampire who abducted her.

I'm not convinced of karma. I want them to face the crime they committed, and I will not allow them to be satisfied while we mourn for our sister. I bit my bottom lip and pushed open the driver's door.

I let out several deep breaths and gazed at the stars that were starting to show, but when I made it to locate the moon, it wasn't all that full.

When my heart began to race, I swallowed many times. What is going on? Why do I feel as if I'm running out of air? Why do I think my eye color has changed?

I looked around on the shore and saw nothing, but as I turned around, I noticed a gold eye staring at me. He, like me, is breathing more rapidly as if we're running out of air.

He's appeared in front of me in the blink of an eye. His straight black hair is five inches long and messy. His eyes were golden and very gleaming. He also possessed strong arch brows, a pointed nose, heart-shaped crimson lips, and a razor-sharp jaw. He's dressed for business, and I'm guessing he's also a businessman.

"Can you tell me who you are?" I inquired, but he just answered with a smile that made him appear even hotter in my eyes.

What's the matter with me?

Before seizing my lips, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed my back against the passenger seat door. My hands moved naturally down his chest and shoulder to his neck, gathering strength and drawing him closer.

"I want more," I muttered in between kisses, making him grin, but I only sighed at his reply. He massaged my waist with his thumb before biting my lips, causing me to whimper slightly.

It's my first time kissing somebody. I hadn't kissed anyone before since I didn't want my mate to be upset. I didn't even know my partner, but my father told me that I should always offer myself to my mate. Even if it takes years to get to know him.

"We are not going to do it now, sweetheart," he states as he kisses my neck. My cheeks flush with humiliation, but I can't stop myself from pleasing him. I'm not sure what's going on in my body, but I can't stop getting hot.

"Please," I begged, but he just bit my neck to convince me to stop.

"My princess, don't beg. Princesses are not required to beg. I'm saving it for next time because this place isn't memorable or safe," he continued, leaving some markings on my neck, shoulder, and chest.

"I have a car," I reasoned, which elicited a hearty chuckle from him before he kissed my forehead.

"Too impatient," he grumbled as he wrapped his arms around me. I wrapped his neck with my arms and gazed at him.

"And?" I inquired before licking his lips once again. His jaw tensed briefly before responding to my kiss. He carries me around like a baby, so I wrap my legs around his waist and let him open the back seat of my car.

He entered my car and sat me in the back seat. He broke our kiss and shut the door.

"I told you this isn't the right place," he muttered, glaring at me, but I only pouted my lips.

I look at him as he opens one button of his polo, revealing his strong chest. "Eyes up, sweetheart," he said and I heard him clear his throat. "We won't go that far—" I cut him by rising and sitting on his lap, then making a mark on his neck and chest.

Before resting his hand on my buttocks, I heard him gulp and murmur something I couldn't understand.

"How come you're tempting me, little wolf?" he sought out, but I simply bit his flesh for mocking me as a wolf.

"So, you're my mate?" I inquired when we had calmed down. He once assisted me in gaining control of my emotions.

"Yes," he declared. I was still seated on his lap, my legs on both sides of him, trapping him.

"What age are you?" I'm intrigued by how old he is because he appeared more mature than me.

"45 years old," he simply replies, gazing at me as though appreciating me.

"You've been 15 years older than me," I stated innocently, but I also wanted to torment him and observe his response.

"Tsk!" I was amused by his reply since he even rolled his eyes at me!

"I apologize! I didn't mean to tease you," I joked, but he only made an expression as if he was aware of my demeanor. So, if you have a connection, this is how it feels. It seems like you've known your partner for years, and even though it's only been an hour, I've grown to trust him.

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself," I tried to catch his attention. Fortunately, he looked at me when I tried to shift the subject.

"I'm Celeste Louve Ylva," I introduced myself and smiled at him.

"You're the heiress to the Ylva Corporation, which owns boutiques, cafes, and well-known restaurants?" he inquired, causing me to nod.

"Yes. I took over the company because I felt my parents needed a break," I stated.

"I heard you say that. You're the young CEO who immediately adapts to every business strategy," he said.

"I don't have a choice. I don't want to disappoint my father by taking over his company," I chuckled.

"Still, I'm proud of you for being strong," he remarked as he smacked my legs, making my brow furrow.

"What's the deal with the slap?" I questioned, but he only grinned at me.

"My name is Sebastian Lyall Volkov. The Volkov Corporation is the owner of a 5-star hotel, 5-star resort, and 5-star bar. I also owned a famous brand of car," he remarked, and my brow furrowed.

"The Kov sports car" He nodded as I stated that.

"Then you're a billionaire," I said again, nodding his head. So I'm now mated with the millionaire wolf. Should I be proud of that or terrified that our lives will be in danger? I don't want to take advantage of his connections. My problem should not be his problem. He's out here, but if the vampires tried to touch him, I would not hesitate to use all of my strength and the weapons at them. I know that seems silly, but I don't want them to harm the wolves close to me, particularly my mate. If they do, a battle will break out, and they should note my words because I'm not the sort of werewolf to break what I just mentioned.

I felt his thumb massage my forehead. "I have no idea what you're thinking since I still can't read your mind because we haven't done the ritual for connecting my body to you but don't think too much."

I glance at him and sigh, "It's not about you."

"Do you have a problem?" he inquired, which surprised me for a moment.

He would read my thoughts once we both accomplished it, and I needed to stop worrying about my difficulties to practice myself. I shook my head, knowing he wouldn't believe me because my expression said it all. I just hugged him and caressed his skin.

He drove my car after I had cleared my mind at the beach where I had accidentally discovered my partner. I didn't want him to drive the car at first since I knew he was drained from his many businesses, but he insisted, so I had no option but to let him.

When we arrived at my residence, he came to a halt and said, "You better be safe."

"What if you'll stay at my house because you're also tired?" I agreed, leaning in to kiss his cheeks.

"I bet you'll just beg at me," he added with a smile.

I rolled my eyes at him and flushed as he said, "I told you, we could do the ritual here in my car."

"No, we'll do it in your room, but not now because you're tired," he replied, but my lips pursed.

"Making out isn't enough," I murmured, causing him to burst out laughing. What's amusing is that I just informed him that it's not enough.