Prince Xander's Timid Mate

POV: Heather

I have spent a few days with him, so it’s safe to say that I know quite a lot about him and I’m happy to see that he is different. It’s our first official date and he decided to walk me home after dinner. I walked into my room with him, I couldn't help but feel nervous. I wanted him to like me, to understand me. I wanted him to know that I am his true mate from the moon goddess, and not just some girl looking for a quick fling. I wanted him to see the real me, to feel our bond, and realize that I am not meant to be a mistress to some elite bastard in this pack. I’m meant to be his Luna, his one true mate

We sat on my bed, talking for what felt like hours. I laughed at his jokes and listened to him talking about his interests. It was like we had known each other for years. As the night wore on, I found myself becoming more and more attracted to him, I could feel our bond getting stronger.

But then, as we were about to take things to the next level, I hesitated. I didn't want to ruin what we had by just having sex. I wanted something more meaningful than that. So, I told him how I felt. I told him that I wanted to take things slow, to get to know him better before we took that step.

To my surprise, he smiled and said he felt the same way. We spent the rest of the night cuddling and talking, and I knew that I had finally found someone who understood me, someone I can share the rest of my life with and be happy.

As I lay in bed, watching him sleep peacefully while holding me close to his heart, I knew that I had to do everything in my power to make this work. I didn't want to lose him like I had lost my entire family and pack. He was different, and I was going to do everything I could to make sure he knew how much he meant to me. I didn’t want to do it just yet, but it seems this is what all the omega’s are doing these days. It will be such a shame if I lose such a great guy because I chose to be a prude bitch.

I decided to show him just how much he meant to me, how much I long for him. I leaned forward and kissed his lip, my fingers curled into his hair as he kissed me back with urgency and desire, my body responding to his touch with a fierce urgency. We were lost in the moment, consumed by our desire for each other.

But as quickly as it had started, Brian pulled away, his breathing heavy. "Heather," he whispered, his forehead resting against hers. "I can't do this. Get the fuck away from me. This is not what I want!"

My heart sank as I looked into his eyes, seeing the conflict and fear there. "What's wrong?" I asked softly, my hand still on his cheek. “Is it me, did I do something wrong, am I not good enough for you?” I inquired whist still running my hands down his perfectly chiseled abs that felt so perfect in my hands.

He hesitated before speaking. "I'm not ready for this. I thought I was, but I'm not. I don't want to hurt you." He explained in the sweetest voice ever, trying to make me feel better. I nodded, my heart heavy with disappointment but also understanding. "It's okay," I said in a shaky voice barely above a whisper. "We can take things slow." I responded honestly, looking deeply into his eyes as though I could make him stay if he doesn’t want to. He smiled weakly, his hand reaching up to cup my cheek. And when I looked into his eyes this time, he looked like a fucking monster, like the monster that bullies me every fucking day.

“No, bitch!

I don’t want to take it slow! As a matter of fact, I don’t even want to be with you. You are a wolfless omega and a disgrace to my pack, if I had my way, I’ll fucking throw you out to the rogues before you bring us bad luck.” He growled in my face, making me shudder in fear as I jerked awake from sleep only to realize that it had only been a dream.

I should have known that it can never be real, Brian would never look at me that way because he hates my guts. I’m mated to a monster who only wishes to bully me and make me feel worthless and useless.