His Stubborn Mate

There he was again. The motorcycle man sped past her for the third in the last half, shooting her a huge dazzling grin. Annie Simon's heart gave a startled little leap in her chest, and she forced herself not to smile back at him. It took real effort.

He roared down the highway ahead of her like a bullet, drawing her gaze helplessly after him. His dazzling red motorcycle glittered with chrome, his helmet gleamed, his black leather jacket flapped wildly behind him. He was larger than life, bursting with brilliant energy against the leafless winter backdrop of dull browns and grays.

This was the third day in a row that he had followed her. She noticed him for the first time around Charlottesville,Virginia. At first she had figured that he must be going her way by sheer coincidence and was just flirting with her to amuse himself on the road, but she'd been stopping every day for hours to hike in almost every state and national park that she passed, and he never seemed to outdistance her. She didn't really mind. In fact, the few times she thought she'd shaken him off for good, she'd been surprised at how disappointed she felt-almost angry at him for not trying harder. Then poof, up he popped, flashing her a wild grin so full of rollicking good humour that she couldn't help laughing back

She knew she should be alarmed at his persistence,young woman travelling alone,yada yada, but the game was actually giving her a tingle of pleased excitement, and it had been long since she had felt anything remotely like a pleasant tingle. Lately, her feeling had run more along the lines of dread, exhausted anger, or a crching sense of impending doom. The little buzz that the motorcycle man gave her was a refreshing as long as he stayed strictly in this place.

Annie had whiled away what would have been many long, depressing hour on the road speculating about him studying the fascinating detail of bike and his wordrobe , not to mention his powerful, gorgeous body . Three-year as a fashion buyer had trained her eye to read the silent language of his wardrobe. She had a feeling that the jacket on his back retailed for over $2,000, depending on the season, and how well things were moving on the floor . Her father had taught her enough about motorcycles to spot the sleek, sensual line of an exquisitely perserved vintage indian. The guy was speeding down the highway on a jewel of a collector's item that had to be worth at least fifty grand, if not more. Whoever he was, and whatever he did, her motorcycle man didn't spare any expense in outfitting himself . He looked great.

Annie remember the day she lost both her parents, five years ago, at the callow age sixteen, her parents was omega one of the lowest ranks in the pack, but they were happy, they live simple life as farmers , she admires her parents , they loved each other so much.

But a sudden rouge attack took their live, she move to new york to live with her love and also childhood best friend ken,he was a drug dealer and womanizer, being born to the life of omega, Annie work odd jobs for the pack untill graduation when she wil be assigned to permanent job, but the sudden attack change everything,when she move in with ken her whole life change, he used and abuse her, that was why she was running in the first place. But she shouldn't dwell on the past, new york wasn't the only place in the world to make a life for herself . She would miss the bright lights and the fresh bagels, but on the plus side, she would never have to apologize to anyone for loving country music ever again.

She cranked up the volume on her radio and sang lustily along with Pam Tillis, her eyes still helplessly fixed on the sparkling, wind- whipped figure on the road ahead of her. The motorcycle man hung back, letting her pull up alongside him. He gave her a thumb-up and made extravagant gestures toward the Food-Gas lodging sing ahead of them, just as he 'd been doing all day. He was getting bolder. She supposed she should be worried, but her worry supply was all used up. She stared at his bold laughing grin, savoring the tingling pull of curiosity he gave her; a pull that had nothing to do with his designers clothes or his costly bike. His smile caught her off guard , like a blaze of sunshine piercing unexpectedly through thick clouds. He radiated light and colour i all directions. It was incredible sexy. Almost tempting enough to make her stop and flirt with him in person, just to see if the gooey, melting feeling that his smile had provoked had any basis in reality. But going gooey was the last thing she should do,after everything that had happened with ken, she had to toughen up, fast.she shook her head with a regretful smile,blew him a kiss and mouthed " in your dreams, buddy" as she accelerated smoothly past him.

The wind whipped Jacob's shout of frustration into nothing as pulled onto the exit ramp. He'd decided that today was the day to make direct contact; enough road tag, but the touseled honey- blonde was not complying with his timetable. It was driving him nuts. He was ravenous. Didn't she ever eat? Since the day he found her after many years of looking for his mate, he sworn never to live her.

He park his bike and stalked into restaurant, grumbling as he yanked off the helmet. He was restless and jazzed, and that taunting kiss she' d blown him from the pickup had given him a raging hard-on. Something about the way that luscious pink mouth puckered up just got to him. She seemed to like yanking his chain.

He ordered steak, salad and a baked potato, and pulled the crumpled Kentucky road map out of his pocket to gauge how far out of his way he 'd gone in his wild pursuit. Not that he 'd really had any destination to begin with. He kept his vacation plans deliberately to find his mate after serious discussion with his friend, since he was only one without mate because of his company and many contracts he was handling, he never had chance for himself , figuring that it would do him good to practice spontaneity. Well he was practising it now, with vengeance. It had started at a restaurant off 1-95, right after Philadelphia. The sight of her walking out of the ladie's room had hit him like a fist. He found himself staring helplessly at the fit of her jeans, deliciously snug over her round, lush rear. And those cute little nipples, poking out of the tight T-shirt, bouncing and quivering as she moved.

She hadn't seen him. In fact she'd noticed barely anything. She'd walked like a woman in a dream. She looked tired. Her heavy waves of honey-blonde hair covered side of her pale face, her gray eyes haunted and vulnerable. Like she needed someone to cheer her up, make her laugh. Chase those shadows away from her eyes. He'd left his uneaten food on the table and followed her like a man under a spell. She hadn't even noticed him until Charlottesville, Virginia. That had been his first victory. He knew where she hiked, where she camped, where she stopped to pee, where she got gas. He hadn't approached her yet, sensing that the moment wasn't right, but no one else had gotten close to her without him knowing about it, and he was cheerfully prepared to tear any guy who bothered her to pieces. He couldn't really blame her for not stopping. But it still drove him nuts. He was just following his instincts, like he always had. Following his instincts was what had made him a successful man. His instincts had served him both in his pack and company dutifully whenever he'd called upon them. He wasn't used to thrashing helplessly in their grip.

As a successful architect and entrepreneur and also a powerful Alpha, Jacob kerr had hard- time looking for his mate, now he had finally found her, he was very happy. She's beautiful. He want to mark her now . But she was mysterious girl who wouldn't stop and talk to him. But he wasn't giving- up on her.

Thunder rolled, and rain started pouring as the waitress set his steaks before him. He scowled out the window. Hating the thought of his mate out there in the rattletrap piece of junk. He'd checked out out her vehicle at the camp- ground last night while she was taking her shower, all of her tires were bad, worry robbed him of his appetite. He got up and paid for the uneaten food, and stared out at the slashing rain , cursing under his breath. It was insanely stupid to go out into that weather in any vehicle, let alone a motorcycle. But he wouldn't let his mate out there all by herself,he pulled on his helmet and heeded out the door.

This, too shall pass. Annie told herself over and over, clutching the steering wheel in a death grip, the rain had been innocuous at the first, patterning down gently, but now it was a deafening roar, once she finally gota grip on the road, she drove, very , very slowly, hands trembling, toward the nearest diner.

She was particularly grateful for the coffee, chili and saltines the waitress brought her. She was just starting to settledown when the string of bell over the door tinkled delicately, she heard the tread of heavy boot and a fresh surge of adrenaline jolted through her body. It was the motorcycle man. His shiny black helmet tuck under his arm, beaming at her. He was huge. Much bigger than he'd seemed on the bike , now that those long muscular legs were unfolded.

He was gorgeous, Breathing, and drenched. He squelched as he walked toward her. She smelled a sweet smelling fragrance. What is this? She can feel her body burning, the delicious smell wrapped around her body like perfume, making her inside tighten in anticipation. What the hell is this? What's happening to me ?

" Mine" jacob whispered.

Her heart skip as she stared at him. My mate! I don't want a mate ! Damn this mate pull, it messing my head. Annie said to herself

Relax, 'I won't hurt you " his deep voice sotfly said.

Annie relaxed a bit but still staring at him, her jaw almost dropped to the floor as she looked at him. This guy is freaking handsome. He is tall probably around 6ft,he had broad boulders, a Greek nose, defined cheekbones,chiseled jaw, and his eyes- he had hazel eyes.

"Done checking me out, love?" he said and chucked

"Who's checking out?" Jacob rise his eyebrows and smirked at her.

" Am not checking you out and you're not even handsome and besides " she said stubbornly. "And were you out in the rain? She asked,instantly wanting to kick herself. What a stupid question. The answer was so obvious.

A triumphant grin blazed across his lean face. " Hah! I finally got you to talk to me."

"Don't let it go to your head", Annie snapped. She tried to drag her eyes away from him, but she was riveted by his intense hazel eyes, sparkling with intelligence. His eye brows made a bold, slashing line across his broad forehand. His midnight- black hair was long and glossy, pulled into a ponytail. He was clean- shaven, a hint of shadow across his strong jaw. The fascination on his face made a bubble of flattered pleasure pop up to the surface of her consciousness. She actually felt....pretty, under his intense scrutiny. Prettier than she'd felt in a long time. The sensation was like a subtle caress. She began to blush.

"Why didn't you wait for the rain to stop? She asked.

He shrugged. "I ve been out looking for you", he said simply. " I had to make sure you were ok my love. "

She narrowed her eyes, "let get this straight", i don't have mate and am not your love . Please stop this crazy chase.

"Yeah, I know. It was crazy but i can't stop my love the Moon Goddess paired you with me," you're my mate, you're mine. He said and touch her check. "I'm possessive when it comes to my mate,what's mine is mine only.