Page 31 of Stuck With His Mate

Does this never end?

His pleasure hits me again through the bond, triggering a smaller but still powerful orgasm in me. It is a positive feedback loop and although the pleasure I feel is a shadow of his, it’s enough to make me quake again.

Our bond finally seems to settle, and everything is no longer vibrating. I can see more of Williem than I had ever thought possible. I can feel what he is feeling at the moment and tell exactly where he is in relation to me.

This is amazing, but at the same time so scary.

Can he see just as much of me?

WILLIEM

Angelina is only lying on me for a moment before she begins to shake her head.

“It isn’t real. None of it is.” She mutters, extending one hand to push herself off my body as she does so.

“What is it Lina?” I ask. I am worried about her, I can’t help it. I had watched over her motionless body for four days before the moon finally came, and with it the relief of knowing she was okay, and a Lycan just like me. “Are you okay?” I finished.

Angelina turns to me, looking at me solemnly for a long moment. She places a hand on my arm and finally speaks.

“I know why you want me physically, but still don’t really want me as your mate. I know because it is the same for me.

All you want and I want is to just have sex with each other.” She starts, “It is like normal hormones but dialed to eleven. You only want me because of the wolf. And I don’t really want you either.” My heart breaks hearing her say this.

The rejection from her yet again has my wolf baring his teeth, eager to fight whomever was coming between him and his mate.

The kicker was right there. This person was the very same as the one we couldn’t function without.

“Is this what you really want, Angelina? Is this it?” I was no mad man, and the definition of madness was doing the same thing over and over again, while expecting different results wasn’t it?

“You’ve run away from me once. I am not the kind of man who will chase after you over and over again.”

I wouldn’t hold her against her will if she didn’t want to be with me.

When she nods her agreement, I decide there and then to let her be. To let her be happy, even if it meant me being miserable.

Chapter 13

Williem

I stand on a precipice, both literally and figuratively. I have picked a vantage point which would let me keep watch on Angelina’s dorm and notice any rogues at the same time.

I had promised myself that I wouldn’t force Angelina to be with me, and technically, I was keeping to that promise.

Standing on a far-off hill just so I could keep watch of her was not breaking that promise. I was keeping it and keeping my distance at the same time.

The orange tones of sunset are accompanied by the shadows of sunset, and something has me on edge.

I can’t help but feel like something is out of place, and the fact that I cannot see Angelina who is still in class has my teeth gritting against each other.

The crunch of wood under a foot brings me back to awareness.

How did something get the drop on me?

Angelina

I could tell exactly where Williem was at any moment. It was both a blessing and a curse.

On one hand, it meant that I could tell when he was far away. It should have brought me some measure of happiness, because I didn’t want to be forced to feel things I shouldn’t, but in reality it just made me sad.

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