All Chapters of The Alpha's mate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Dameon went ahead of us and was already there, so I had not seen him since our confrontation earlier. I was kind of nervous to see him, being dressed up and all. When we arrived, I took in everything. There were lights up and people everywhere. It was much more packed than I thought it would be. People were playing drinking games, playing ping pong, smoking, fighting, and gathering around the huge bonfire in the clearing. We walked to the center of the bonfire. “ where is Dameon?” I asked Tristen “How would I know?” He said before an alpha came up to us, pulling him into a handshake. “ where have you been, man?” he asked before turning towards Lia and me. “And who are these chicks?” he asked smiling at us. “ I'm Lia, and this is Willow,” Lia answered in her flirty voice. “ Damn, Tristen, you scored big.” I did not miss his lustful survey. “Don't get any ideas; my father would kill me if anything happened to them.” But th

Tristen drove us home, dropping Lia Off on the way. While I am so happy for her, all I can think about is the kiss with Dameon. My first kiss. And It was amazing. More than I could ever ask for. I know I didn't have any prior experience to go off, but he was freaking good. The thing is, I don't know what he thinks about it. What if it was just an in-the-moment thing for him? Was I too inexperienced for his liking? I want to know all these things, but at the same time, I don't. I'm just confused at this moment! I want to tell someone, but I know Lia is only focused on her new mate right now. And Brianna, well we all know how things have been with her lately. I don't have many friends so that only leaves Jake. But if Jake does like me, that would be insensitive. I thought about Ralph, but I don't really want to talk about how I Kissed his own son with him. I looked over at Tristen. He's been..nice lately if you can call it that. "Tristen?" "Yeah?" "Um, I don't really know how

I woke up with a gasp, my heart thundering as I checked my surroundings. I'm in my room. The one in Lucien's house. It's okay. I inhaled air like I was starved of it, my entire body still shaking. My pajamas were soaked from sweat. I put my hands to my face, trying to calm myself. It was not real. It didn't happen. I chant this to myself, flexing my throbbing hand. Even after all this time, I couldn't close my fist perfectly. I just had a nightmare. I was back in my room in the basement and I was being abused by my stepfather and Dameon. Why did my mind make me see Dameon smash it? My stepfather was the one who did that, not him. I hate the fact that my dreams can turn even people I trust against me. I massage my hand, trying to soothe the aches. I still remember the day my stepfather stepped on it. It's probably why I sucked at drawing. My hand wasn't steady like it was when I was younger. It's damaged, permanently. Yet another thing he's stolen from me. I shoved my face into my

His eyes darkened as he clenched his jaws. "I'll go mad,"The statement made me weak to my knees, his deep voice sent shivers down my spine. I took in a shaky breath, trying to read the emotions on his face. He looked so troubled, almost scared, even. And at what? The possibility that I won't see him anymore? Wanting to comfort him, I touched my forehead to his, bringing a hand to his face. Why does he make me feel like this? A few words from him and I'm already undone, ready to let him back in. He relaxes against my touch like it is what he has been waiting for."I don't want that," I say softly.But I am still uncertain. About Everything. About how he feels about me. It shows on my face because Dameon's brow creased in concern."What's wrong?" he asked."...I guess that I have been overthinking what happened at the bonfire.""Is that why you have been avoiding me?""Well, that night, um, Tristen said some things that made me-""Tristen?" Dameon's voice i

We swam till dusk until the sun disappeared behind the peaks of the trees. The water didn't even feel cold anymore. Then the fireflies came out, lighting up the water, and Dameon and I watched them together, naming the little bright dots silly names.I couldn't count how many times he made me laugh until I could barely breathe or gave me butterflies. All I knew was that I liked it. Me and him."I have to get you back home," he said as he lifted me up out of the water and placed me on the ledge. The air was still warm from the heat of the day, drying me quickly.I gave him a sad look. "But I want to stay with you,""How about I pick you up from school tomorrow? Then We can go to my place,"At that, I lit up, clapping my hands together eagerly. "Yes!" My feet dangle just over the water and I swish them happily.He looked amused by my excitement, his lips twitching into a smile as he came closer. "Finally we're the same height," he teased.It was only because the ledge gave me a foot of