Your destined mate

Alphonse’s Point of View

"I can smell her and feel her presence," growled Kairo, my wolf. "She is close by!"

"Who?" I asked, furrowing my brow in confusion.

"Her… our mate! Your Luna! Can't you smell her alluring fragrance?"

"I smell a sweet aroma, a delicate scent. At first, I thought it was coming from the newly mated wolves in our pack," I casually replied, shrugging my shoulders. I scanned the surroundings with my eyes. However, as I approached the ceremony, the scent grew stronger, almost overwhelming, and it tickled my nostrils. It was so enticing that it made my head spin and my heart race with anticipation.

"Alphonse, how did you become the Alpha King when you couldn't even find your own mate?!" Kairo snarled.

I prepared myself for an argument, but my attention was suddenly captivated by a sweet and captivating scent. It was so intoxicating that I couldn't resist following it, my senses overwhelmed. I no longer cared about Kairo's mocking anger - all I wanted was to find the source of that delightful fragrance.

"Don’t be absurd! Identifying my mate is the least of my abilities," I retorted.

I am Alphonse Percival, the Alpha King, the Alpha of the Moon Howlers pack, currently the strongest pack in the North country. Despite holding this esteemed title, there has always been a void within me - the absence of my Luna.

It was strange to think about, especially since I was already 31 years old and the migthiest Alpha, but I had never seen or felt the touch of my destined mate. I had no idea which pack she belonged to, and the uncertainty bothered me endlessly. I longed for her presence, her enchanting beauty, her voice, and the feeling of her touch.

Thinking within myself, I marveled at the idea of recognizing and being with my mate. As I got closer, my heart couldn’t be calm anymore.

I was greeted by a group of people, but my mind was already elsewhere to return their greetings.

When I arrived, I noticed a woman with her back turned to me. She was lost in thought, and I felt drawn to her… like a bee to honey. I hurried over, hoping she would pick up on my scent or recognize me. However, to my surprise, she was stubborn and refused to budge.

Taking a deep breath, I spoke softly, "I can smell you, woman." As I wrapped my arm around her delicate waist, I tried to contain my excitement. "Finally, I've found you, my mate."

Her face turned pale, and every movement I made startled her. It was clear as day that she was my mate.

I held her tightly as I felt her trembling. Her eyes were like gold, her lips as rosy as a sunset, and her cheeks as fair as snow. She was a beautiful sight, a treasure to be kept hidden.

After a pause, we locked eyes and this time, she seemed afraid but still, she managed to ask, "Who are you?"

I clenched my teeth and narrowed my eyes, asking in a cold tone, "What do you mean, who am I? Don't you feel anything when I'm near you?"

She bit her lip, looked down, and whispered a confession that only someone perceptive would hear. "All I feel is your overwhelming presence. You scare me..."

My heart jolted. What did she mean? Am I the only one feeling this?

'Kairo, are you sure she's our mate?' I mentally exclaimed in frustration.

'I can't be wrong.'

I stared into her captivating eyes, mesmerized by their color. I longed to hold her tightly, to feel the warmth of her body against mine. My heart pounded as I imagined the sounds of her pleasure filling the room.

I moved closer, gently biting her earlobe and enjoying the smoothness of her skin. It sent a different feeling in my body and I pressed myself against her with even more passion.

"There is no way you don’t know you're my destined mate?! You have the power to drive me crazy like no one else just by your smell," I said with a sly smile, not caring if anyone was watching.

I felt her grip on my arm tighten as she held on for dear life. She tried to speak her mind but then closed her mouth, as if she couldn't find the words. After a moment, I held onto her and was about to pull her, but she pushed me away.

"Pervert! Let me go! Where do you think you're taking me? To a hotel and then what?" she exclaimed angrily through clenched teeth. And just when I thought she was finished, she continued, "What an asshole! You deserve to be in jail! I don't even know you, so how can you touch me like we're in a relationship—"

She couldn’t continue and when I silenced her by kissing her passionately. I could feel the softness of her lips as I gently caressed them with mine, tasting every part of her lips like it was the sweetest thing I have ever tasted.

As my kiss deepened, I could feel the warmth of her body against mine. Then, I moved back. She was stunned and watched me with her jaw dropped. After a moment, I ran my fingers through my hair and irritably commented, “So loud.”

As she realized what I had said, she pushed me away and angry pulled her luggage with her.

But before she could even take a step, I tugged on her arm, pulling her right back to where she was standing.

“What the hell?!” she exclaimed loudly, causing heads to turn. “You better thank your lucky stars that I’m not calling the cops on you, even though you’ve been pushing the boundaries with me! You’re really getting on my nerves! So, take my advice and leave me alone!”

“Pushing boundaries?” I questioned, raising an eyebrow skeptically. “I don’t think it’s considered pushing boundaries when you’re clearly enjoying what I’m doing.”

Her mouth dropped opened, so I continued, “And shouldn’t you be happy that you’ve finally found me? Your destined mate.”