The Crazy Hybrid Of A Mate

My wolf just can't stop jumping in my head, after all she just found her mate. Don't get me wrong, I am happy, just not happy that I am going to leave my sister behind.

Though my wolf has a strong bond with our sister and is somewhat sad about leaving her, she is more excited about being with her mate.

What wolf wouldn't be. Not mine.

I don't react as he steps into the car after me. I don't react as I feel his piercing gaze on me, but my wolf does. She just can't stop her excitement.

The car starts moving, leaving behind my sister and her mate, watching us from their palace.

I don't look back I know, she will have a happy life; after all she is the mated to the Elvin King.

She is in safe hands.

My wolf shares a bit of my sadness with me before she goes back to drooling over her mate.

I roll my eyes at this.

Classic.

"I can sense your inner turmoil, mate and I don't like it."

I try not to roll my eyes at him.

You're not meant to like it.

Ugh!

I wish this was one of my sister's werewolves books that she reads, maybe I would know how to handle him.

I'll call this one.

Minerva.

The Wolf King's Mate.

It sure has a ring to it.

I don't have the chance to think of the book cover because, he grips me by the chin and drags my face closer to his.

He glares at me so intensely, that I try to shrink away from him; not minding the fact that he is literally holding my chin rather very painfully.

"When I talk to you, I expect you to answer me."

Blah blah blah blah.

The only thing stopping me from saying that out loud is because he is the King of the wolves and he has my chin in his grip. He can crush me any second.

I guess, that's more than one thing.

I nod, in pretense.

If I want to get out of this car alive I have to agree to everything this handsom-

I mean to everything he says.

My wolf shakes her wolf head at me, mentally.

She believes that he won't harm us.

I scoff at this, not physically. I don't want my head removed from my body. I am too young for that.

His grip on my chin tightens and I groan loudly.

The driver must be thinking that we are doing the unimaginable here.

Thank the goddess for the black tinted glass separating us from his view.

"With words, little mate," His voice sends multiple of shivers down my spine.

Who is he calling little?

"Yes, my King."

Seems like he doesn't know how to make a dialogue.

Caveman.

My wolf frowns at me.

She doesn't like that I am degrading her- our mate.

If only he could hear my thoughts...

He sends me a last glare before he shifts away from me.

I don't know when I exhale in relief.

My head didn't cut off.

That's a start.

Right?

I try to focus my attention on the trees outside. I can already sense that we will soon be out of the fey realm.

I suppose that's good.

I am suppose to be happy, I guess.

I never liked faeries.

Leaning back on the car seat, I try to smile.

I have a feeling I won't any longer.

Then I fall asleep.

When I awaken, I don't know where I am.

The place looks blurry...

Oh!

That's just my eyes.

I can't stop myself from inhaling the scent coming from the pillow, and I reprimand myself for this.

Of course, this is his room.

Where else would I be?

I actually was hoping it was a dream, guess it wasn't.

Bummer.

Sitting on the bed, I examine the room.

It is more than I imagined, but I don't dwell on the details.

I shouldn't.

Perhaps, one day he will wake up and tell me to leave.

This is just too good to be true.

I stand up and walk to the door, opening it slowly. I poke my head out and find out that there is a hallway.

I was expecting this.

I stay here for some seconds, hoping to see anyone pass by but I get nothing.

Maybe he told his staff to not come here because of me...

Yeah, that's a great reason.

I slowly walk out of room, closing the door behind me and when I do this, a female appears from nowhere.

She walks confidently to my path, that I feel the urge to be like her...

Which is very absurd and so not happening.

Why did I think of that in the first place.

My stupid brain is working stupidly.

She approaches me with her chin up high. "The King requests for your presence in the dinning room."

Then she starts walking away.

That was a bit rude.

She suddenly stops and turns to back stare at me, "Aren't you coming?"

"Oh."

I run after her and she leads me pass several paths before we finally arrive at where I guess to be the dining room.

She isn't a wolf I can sense that.

Then what is she doing in here?

Before I can thank the female, she walks away, disappearing from my view.

I look away and face the Wolf King.

He stares at me too, holding a glass of wine on his lips.

Goddess!

Please, don't drool. Please don't.

"I called you here to apologize..."

To apologize?

That actually sounds weird coming from him, but who am I to judge.

"For what?" I ask, walking into the room with my arms folded.

He sighs, dropping the glass on the table beside him.

"For being a jerk. I am sorry for that."

I raise an eyebrow at him, "And how were you being a jerk?"

He rolls his eyes at me, catching me by surprise.

That doesn't seem like a kingly thing to do.

"I am sorry for the way I acted in the car, okay? There, I said it."

I smile at him and he looks away from me.

"Why did you act that way?"

"My wolf got mad when you didn't want to leave with us. He thought you were going to reject us, I thought that too."

I press my lips together with a nod, "I am sorry for that, my king. I didn't want to leave my sister."

"I understand," He nods back at me, "But what I don't understand is why you call me, my king..."

"Err... What am I supposed to call you?"

"By my name, of course."

"I don't know your name."

He is shocked, "You seriously don't know my name?"

I shrug at him, "Do I need to repeat it twice for you to understand?"

He rolls his eyes and I say, "I am actually not a fan of yours."

"I see and who are you to be exact?"

I smirk at this, "Is that your way of asking me of my name?"

He smirks back at me, "Maybe? I am Sebastian, if you must know."

"And I am Minerva."

"Such a beautiful name, for a beautiful girl."

I shake my head at this, "How many females have you told that exactly?"

The thought makes my wolf mad.

"The important thing is that you have accepted me as your mate."

I roll my eyes.

Oh Goddess.

I don't how we actually go back to his room, because the next few hours is like a blur.

I find myself on the bed with him.

We aren't doing anything. We are just talking.

Yeah!

And eating too.

Sebastian looks up from his food, "What's your sister's name anyway?"

I raise an eyebrow at him, "You know that she has a mate, right?"

"I just wanna know her name. Is that so hard?"

"I am not gonna tell you, you can ask her yourself."

He throws his head back and groans loudly.

I laugh at this, making him stop to look at me.

I frown at him, "What is it?"

He smiles, "You have a beautiful laugh."

I roll my eyes at him with a scoff, "Do you tell that to all the girls you sleep with?"

His expression answers my question.

I nod with a bitter smile.

Of course, he does.

I expected the Wolf King to sleep around, but him confirming it makes me feel stupid.

"I guess someone told you it was a bad idea but you didn't listen."

He nods and I stare at him numbly.

I don't know why it affects me.

Maybe it is because I actually thought my mate would wait for me, maybe it is because I am keeping myself for my mate.

But I shouldn't let this affect me, right?

I shouldn't.

"Minerv-"

A knock comes from the door and he sighs, staring at me for a while before he says. "Come in."

A female walks inside the room, she stares at me for a while before moving to carry away the dishes.

The look she gives to me spikes my curiosity.

I can already smell the jealously off her when she sends a rather longing glance at Sebastian.

I wait till she is out of the room and make sure I hear her footsteps down the hall, before I say, "She is one of them, isn't she..."

I don't actually give him the time to explain himself to me, "I was at least glad that I wouldn't get to see the females you sleep with, and now I have to face them everyday."

He frowns and moves closer to me, "Then I'll fire them all, you don't have to see the-"

I glare at him.

Is he crazy.

"They'll lose their job, Sebastian, I don't want that."

"Goddess! Make a decision then."

What kind of male did I get mated to?

"Just don't sleep with any other female."

He nods and then makes a show of staring at me with a smile, "Wait, are you jealous?"

What?

"Oh Goddess, you are."

Is he drunk?

"No, I am not," I push him away and he laughs.

"You are. There's no need to be, Minerva."

Yeah, that is the best thing to say to your mate when you have probably had sex with a zillion females.

Classic.

I fold my arms across my chest and he says, "I guess I have to apologize for a lot of things. I didn't think that I would find my mate."

I frown and move closer to him, "Why?"

He shrugs, "My family has that demerit, I guess. We leave for hundreds of years with just a percent chance of finding our destined mate. They can be either died or might be born when you die, it is a very degrading cycle."

"I am sorry, Sebastian. I didn't know."

He smiles at me. "I don't expect you to. My family did a great job at hiding it from the public. I am just glad that only I share that- should I say curse."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that, the curse as I called it only affects the one with the crown."

What?

"Why?"

He shrugs, "The royal family lives for many years, but my siblings are likely to find their mates and I am not."

But you found me...

"That's why you were scared when I wanted to reject you."

He frowns with an eye roll, "I wasn't scared."

I laugh at his expression and hop on his lap, "That's true, you were frightened to death."

He groans with a hidden smile and I pinch his cheek, "Promise not to tell?"

Hmm.

I could one day use this against him as a leverage of some kind, so I nod.

I am so crazy.

He stares creepily at me and I scowl at him, "What is it?"

"I just can't believe I found you."

Oh. This sappy stuff.

His eyes dart to my neck and he leans closer to me.

Oh Goddess, what do I do?

As he gets closer, I panic some more.

"What are you doing?"

He doesn't answer me. It is like he is a spell of some sort, but I know better.

He is being controlled by his wolf urge to sniff me.

He is drawn by my scent. All mates are.

The thought makes me blush.

His nose is suddenly on my neck as he sniffs me. He draws me closer than before, making me groan.

I get lost in the sensation he brings and before I know it his lips are on me, my neck is probably begging to be spared.

As his mouth works on my neck, I forget about everything, including the possibility of him marking me which would be bad.

Mates don't mark each other without permission and if he does, I will be so pissed at him.

Of course, my clouded mind don't think about this outcome, especially when I feel his canine touch my skin.

I let out a loud groan and give him enough access to my neck while I hold back his shoulder.

Sometimes the pleasure of the flesh is just too much to endure, like in this situation.

I didn't say that I don't like it, neither did my wolf.

Suddenly, he is gone and the sensation fades away in emptiness.

I bounce on the bed with a deep scowl on my face.

Goddess, what did I do.

Urgh!!

I can be so stupid at times.

I groan and hit my head on the pillow over and over again with a frown stuck on my face.

What is wrong with me.

He could have marked me for all I know.

Urgh.

I jump out of the bed and hurry to the bathroom.

Maybe water will wash away my thoughts of what just happened.

When I step into the bathroom, I immediately forget what I am about to do.

It's just so big...

And it's so beautiful!

How can someone have this kind of bathroom, it surpasses everything I thought it to be.

Oh Goddess!

Now I am daydreaming over a bathroom.

My hormones are all over the place, like literally... in a way.

Hmm.

I wash my face and blow out a breath. I look horrible.

I wonder what he thinks when he stares at me.

A girl who was abandoned by her parents?

A female crazy enough to almost reject her mate.

I scoff.

I'm sure that's what he sees when he stares at me; and I am sure that one day he will wake up and decide that he doesn't want little ole me again.

I sigh.

Gosh, I am a mess.

With an eye roll, I wrap my hair wi-

Goddess!

He gave me a hickey...

No, hickeys.

I just had one moment with him and he gave me love bites?

I glare at my reflection as I fall down my hair, trying to cover it up.

It won't work anyways.

He literally just marked me.

It isn't a permanent mark, but it is enough for everyone to know that I am his mate...

I can be so stupid sometimes.

I really don't know what's wrong with my head.

A knock comes from the bedroom door, making me stop my silly thoughts.

I still.

Hopefully, it will be a maid but still, I have to stay here.

It would be a bit embarrassing walking out with Sebastian's scent all over me.

The door opens and I hear footsteps in Sebastian's room and judging by the scent, I know it is a male but not Sebastian.

"Who is in there?" I ask loudly, walking out of the bathroom.

"I should ask you the same thing," The male folds his arm across his chest.

I never doubted that it was a male that I scented.

Ha.

I have never doubted my nose.

I raise an eyebrow at the odd looking male, "What are you doing here?"

He wags a finger at me, "You little lady, need to get out of here."

I scowl deeply.

How old does he think I am...

Five?

"What do you want, grandpa."

He frowns at me too, "You need to get out of here. Whatever thing you had with the king is over."

What?

Did Sebastian send him to kick me out?

"What do you mean?"

He rolls his eyes and decides that he has had enough, "His mate is here and now, you need to go. I feel like I have been saying that since we started this conversation." He drags me by the arm rather painfully while I struggle with him.

It is then that I understand that it is a misunderstanding.

Sebastian didn't send him to chase me away.

This male is just trying to chase away me because he thinks that I am slut...

But I am not a slut, I am the king's mate.

I hit his hand a couple of times but he doesn't let me go.

"I am Sebastian's mate, you bastard."

He hums at me in a very mocking way, "All the females say that, you see. I am getting very tired of Sebastian's need to get a release. He never chooses the same female, always jumping from one to another."

This psychopath!

"And why is that, you might ask? I don't know myself. He just can't keep it in his pants. I am surprised that he hasn't gotten STDs by now."

I know!

All this while he has been dragging me out of the castle and when he reaches outside the gates, he drops me carelessly on the ground.

"Hey, watch it."

He doesn't acknowledge that statement, "Don't ever come back or the king will have your head."

I roll my eyes with a sneer, "Oh, I am shaking in my boots."

No, I am not.

"I warned you."

As he walks back into the castle's premises, I run after him but I am not fast enough.

He closes the gate in my face with a smirk on his face.

"Bastard!" I scream at his back as he walks inside and the guards take their posts.

He turns momentarily, "You better get out of here before I show you how much of a bastard I am."

Er...

Is that supposed to scare me?

This is a really crazy guy.

"Need some help?"

I didn't realize that someone was behind me all this time. I hope he didn't see anything...

As I turn, I frown.

Oh, it's a she.

"Excuse me?"

She blinks at me and I take this time to study her.

She looks around my age, technically a she-wolf and carrying a stack of clothes?

Okay?

That's new...

"You look like you need help, come with me."

She walks away, heading to the city and I scowl behind her.

Er...

Okay?

Looking back at the castle, I know that I won't be allowed in as long as that male is in there, so I follow her.

It's all I can do right now.

Thank the goddess that the city is a bit far from the castle.

So nobody saw what just happened.

She leads me through many paths and pass many houses.

All the while, I try to store everywhere we pass in my head, whether the scent or faces of the people.

I don't know why she is helping me or where she is taking me to.

You can't just trust someone on your first meeting...

We stop at a small cottage with a calm scenery close to it.

I don't want to say this but I think she is poor, in a way.

I guess I said it.

She spares me a glance before she ushers me inside.

The living room looks like it is lacking somethings, but it is very cozy.

"I'll show you were you will stay. Come on."

Is that a good thing or bad thing?

I follow her into a room, a bedroom. Though this place lacks the modern gadgets and maybe a few home materials, it looks very comfortable.

She really did a great job here.

She drops the stack on clothes on the bed and turns to smile at me, "If you need anything, I will be out so just get settled in."

I frown at her. "Why did you bring me here?

"My name is Estella."

"I didn't ask you for your name."

She exhales and drops her smile, "I brought you here because you clearly needed some help."

No, I didn't.

I still don't, right?

"Why are you helping me then?"

"Because I want to."

What?

"Why?"

I feel like we are just running round in circles.

"When is it a crime to help someone?"

I roll my eyes at her, "I don't know you and I don't trust you, okay. So talk."

She groans with a distant smile on her face, "I know how it feels to be in the position you are right now?"

"And what position is that, exactly?" I arch an eyebrow at her.

"My mother was thrown out that same gate by the former King after he slept with her, so I know the shame you will have to face even though I didn't experience it first hand."

Oh.

I guess all the Kings didn't wait for their mates.

"Yeah, I guess so."

Did I say that out loud?

Damn, I did.

"I am sorry for what your mother went through, but I am not a slut."

"If you say so," She shrugs at me, making me frown.

Do I look like one?

"Just stay here, you can't be walking around with hickeys and the king's scent on you."

I know.

"Where are you going?"

"I have work to do."

Oh...

"Can I come with?"

She scowls deeply at me as she stares at me in disbelief, "Did you not here a word I just said?"

I roll my eyes.

I tend to do that a lot now.

"You could give me your clothes. Your scent would be enough to cover his. I just have to avoid getting too close to someone."

She squints at me, dramatically. It takes a while but she agrees.

When I get dressed in her clothes, we set out.

Where?

I don't know.

To be fair, I am only going out- I mean going out like out of the house, not like on a date or something.

Oh goddess.

My head is really messed up.

"My name is Minerva, by the way."

"Nice to me you, Minerva."

So, we set out.

Yeah, that's a better way of saying it.

She leads me pass all the houses and paths we followed before, and all the while people continue to stare at me.

It is very creepy, but I understand. They have never seen me before, they are simply curious, that's all.

I have the urge to ask Estella where we are going, but she looks like she knows where she is heading to, so I keep my mouth shut.

"Estella, Estella!"

Urgh...

She stops and turns towards the voice, I stay behind her hoping the scent will be masked.

I can sense her smile as she sees the little kid run towards her, his face full with glee.

"Hey, Rusty."

The little kid smiles back at her. I can see his gaped teeth, it makes me want to smile too.

He looks so carefree as he mumbles words into her ear.

At a point, he notices me standing at a small distance and his smile turns upside down...

"Who is that, Estella?"

She turns her head to my direction. She doesn't need to figure out that it is me the little kid is talking about.

I try to keep a stone face as I fold my arms across my chest.

"That's a friend of mine, Rusty."

The little kid frown stays in place, "A friend?" Estella nods at his question, "She smells funny."

What?

Estella moves away from the kid, holding a laugh, "I gotta go, Rusty. Say hi to your sister for me?"

This makes the kid's eyes shift from me and goes back to Estella.

He nods, "Sure."

Estella places a kiss on his cheek before we turn to leave.

Behind us I hear, "Bye, funny smelling lady."

Estella bursts out laughing and I frown, turning to look at the waving kid.

Funny smelling lady...

Really?