Dimitri’s POV A knock on my office door made me look up from the papers in front of me. The scent told me it was my mother. When did she come back? “Come in,” I said, looking back down at the papers. The door opened and my mother walked inside. “When did you come back?” I asked her, not looking up. “An hour ago,” she said as she sat down on the chair in front of my desk. “I couldn't wait to get out of there.” I looked up at her. “Why?” I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. “Did something happen?” Mike and my mother were nervous before they left. Everyone in Mike’s pack knew that he left his fated mate and they didn’t really like him that much. They were afraid of some harsh reactions. “No,” my mother shrugged. “I just didn’t like it there.” I sighed and looked back down. “Is Madeline here?” I asked as I signed another document. “Unfortunately,” my mother mumbled, making me look back up at her. She had an angry expression on her face. “She is an ungrateful brat
Dimitri’s POV My heart was going a mile a minute. What the hell is going on with you? My mother mind-linked me. I couldn’t respond. I was way too shocked and way too focused on my perfect little mate to even think about an answer. My heart almost broke when I realized that she didn’t recognize me as her mate. She couldn't. She still didn’t have a wolf. Skol whined loudly. I had to stop a growl from escaping my lips. I would have to wait for nine fucking months until she knew who I was. Fuck! I clenched my fists, trying to stop myself from punching something. I couldn't let my mother know. I couldn't let anyone know. They would tell her, and I wanted her to discover it herself. I didn’t want to rob her of the moment when she found her mate. The moment was perfect. Everything about it was perfect. The scent, the sensations, everything. I wanted her to experience it. I couldn't let her know before she turned 18. Dimitri? My mother mind-linked me again. I am oka
Madeline’s POV The bedroom was cozy and comfortable. The space was decorated in a simple yet elegant style, with a soothing color palette of light beige and soft blue. The walls were painted in a light shade of beige, creating a calming backdrop for the room. The colors reminded me of summer. I felt like I was on a beach. The bed was the centerpiece of the room, with a plush duvet and a multitude of pillows inviting you to sink in and relax. The headboard was a sleek and modern design, upholstered in a textured blue fabric that added a touch of sophistication to the room. Across from the bed, there was a large window that flooded the room with natural light during the day. The window was framed with light-colored curtains and there was a small desk in front of it. The bedroom was flooded with natural light, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. The sun's rays streamed in through the large window, illuminating every corner of the space. The light was soft and gentle, castin
Dimitri’s POV I leaned on her bedroom door and took a deep breath. This was going to be so fucking hard. I just wanted to hold her and comfort her. I wanted to tell her that she was mine. I wanted to make her mine. My mate was suffering and I couldn't tell her that she was mine. I fucking couldn't. Her tears were like knives to my heart. Her pain was burning my soul like fire. I wanted to take it all away. I wanted to make it stop. If I could, I would take her sadness and pain and endure it for her. It had only been about half an hour since I found out that she was mine and I already felt excruciating pain because I couldn't make her mine. Every moment felt like an eternity, as I counted the seconds and minutes until I would be able to tell her. My mind was racing with a million thoughts and scenarios, each one more hopeful and more painful than the last. I was hoping that she would somehow know sooner. I was afraid that she would leave before she found out who I was to h
Madeline’s POV Getting in and out of Mike’s house won’t be a problem at all. There was a giant oak tree just outside my window. The branches were huge and thick and one of them was close enough for me to grab. It was perfect. I wouldn't have to tell Mike where I was going if he didn’t even know that I left. I didn’t pay much attention to my surroundings as I was walking toward the diner I saw on my way to Mike’s house. I didn’t care about this pack. I didn’t care about anything other than finding a job and getting the hell out of there. I had to get a job so I could think about something else other than losing my mom. I needed a distraction and a job would be the best distraction possible. I approached the diner, keeping my eyes on the door. I fixed my posture and opened the door. I didn’t care about the design. I could tell that the diner was very modern, but I focused on the guy at the counter and nothing else. He was around my age, maybe a year or two older. He was wip
Dimitri’s POV I barely slept last night. I kept turning around. I kept picturing Maddie next to me. I kept thinking about her beautiful face and her soft skin. I wanted her so fucking bad and I had no idea how I would survive the next nine months. I would go fucking insane without her. I realized that I had to find a way to get closer to her. I had to become her friend. I had to find a way to be close to her because I would fucking lose it if I didn’t. I wouldn't be able to spend nine months without her. “What’s with the frown?” Will asked as we were walking toward the diner. I needed a cup of coffee and a nice breakfast. Macy’s diner had it all. I hoped that Seth was working this morning. He made the best pancakes. “I barely slept,” I mumbled. Will sighed. I could feel his eyes on me. “Is it Maddie?” he asked, making me tighten my jaw. I already missed her. I wanted to go see her this morning, but I didn’t want to come off as weird. I needed to be careful. I need
Madeline’s POV I walked into Mike’s house and took a deep breath. I was tired. There were many more customers at Seth’s diner than there were back in the diner I was working at. I worked my ass off today. “Where the fuck were you?” I heard Janet’s voice. I looked at her furrowing my eyebrows. Why the hell did she sound so angry? “Answer the question, Madeline,” she said, gritting her teeth. Anger was written all over her face. Her eyebrows were furrowed and I could see her jaw twitching. Her mouth was in a tight line. The muscles on her face were tense and rigid, and her eyes were narrowed. She was glaring at me with so much hate that I almost turned and left the house. I saw a variety of emotions on her face. Annoyance, irritation, and rage were just some of them. Her posture was rigid and her fists were clenched tightly. What the hell did I do? “I was at work,” I mumbled quietly. I wasn’t sure what to do. Why was she so angry at me? “Work?” she scoffed. “Did you
Dimitri’s POV I took a deep breath as soon as I entered my mother’s house. A huge smile spread across my face. Her scent was so strong in here and it made me so fucking happy. I missed her and I wanted to see her. “Dimitri?” I heard my mother call me. I could hear the confusion in her voice. She walked into the living room and furrowed her eyebrows. “What are you doing here?” she asked. “I thought I join you for dinner,” I said as I looked toward the stairs. “Is Madeline here?” My mother tightened her jaw. I ignored it. She would have to learn to love Madeline. “She is upstairs,” my mother mumbled. “You never come to dinner. Why now?” She narrowed her eyes a little. “I was here a few days ago, mother,” I sighed, glancing at the stairs again. I wished that she would come downstairs soon. “After I spent days begging you to come,” my mother said angrily. “And here you are now, coming to dinner of your own free will.” I looked at her and furrowed my eyebrows. Wh