His Mate - 4. Meeting His Brother

Samantha's POV

I wake up the next morning to the movement of someone next to me. As I open my eyes all the memories from the past three days come back to me. And those were rendering me sad.

"Good, you're awake. I have my brother's mate, Emily, coming over to take you shopping. I took a look at your clothes last night, and let's just say, you dress like a fourteen-year-old girl." He insults me again.

My mouth is agape. My leg is now fine.

After that discussion with Alpha Hughes, he left. He says he has some kind of meeting to go to. I was wondering why I couldn't go with him. So, I get into a shower and did what I always do, dream. He stares at me with his perfect eyes. A smiles lifts onto his face and he can't control it. I can't either. I can feel my heart bursting with love. And I'm 100% sure he can too. Because he's that smart. He's that perfect. He doesn't talk. Talking would ruin the moment-

"Samantha! Are you in here!" I hear a voice yell from the bedroom.

I don't know who it is. But I think it's Emily. "I'll be out in a second!" I replied. I turn the shower water off and rush to get ready.

"Oh, good! There you are. Like he said, you dress like a fourteen-year-old girl who's in love with Justin Bieber.' And so here I am! if you're going to be Luna you need to dress better." She greets.

I stare at her for a long time. She has medium-length blonde hair and vibrant green eyes. Any girl would be beyond jealous of her. She's perfect.

"Um-uh, well-I-"

Emily cuts me off. "Okay, listen. You're going to love me today. I won't be mean like Jack but I also won't be the nicest werewolf in the pack either." Emily informs.

"Let's go." She grabs my arm and practically pulls me to her car.

"Samantha, if you're going to be with me, you need to speak. Can you do that?" Was everyone in this pack rude?

"Yes." I mumble.

"Good! Where are you from?"

It goes on like that for a long time. She asks me lots of questions, but none are personal. Besides, I'm just meeting her. We finally reach the mall.

"Here are the rules. You're pretty. Make sure when you wear an outfit, you don't just wear it. You own it. Let people know you look amazing. Because you do, thanks to me. When we walk in there, head high, chest up, and work it. Confidence is key, Samantha." Emily instructs.

I nod.

"Speak." She demands.

"Okay." I whimper.

Emily rolls her eyes at me. "Let's go."

I've never been in this mall but everything looks so nice. The stores are very famous designer's stores. Like, Chanel, Louis Vuitton and so much more. It's like walking into a place full of rich people.

Each time I come out I act as if I'm modeling the clothing. Emily is recording the whole thing on her phone, and we're laughing together the entire time.

"Work!" Emily snaps and giggles.

I do numerous "model poses" and it's so much fun. She tosses me a pair of blue sunglasses and I try them on. I throw her kisses, and more lips poses.

"Okay! Next outfit!" Emily claps. If there's one thing I've learned about Emily, is that she's extremely bossy. It is so far one of my best days. I haven't had fun like this unless I'm with Genelia.

"Samantha?" Emily called me.

"Yeah?"

"Don't give up on him. He's a real douche. But you don't know him that well." Emily says.

Is she kidding me? He's a murderer.

"I already know what I need to. He's a monster. It's that simple." Once I say that, Emily frowns and sighs.

The rest of the car ride is silent. But it's almost as if Emily asked to lift the awkwardness because the next thing I know, Emily's lip-syncing to Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. As entertaining as it is watching her, I cannot leave her all alone, and I join her at the chorus. We sang until we reached Moon Shadow Pack. She gets out the car and starts to walk towards the front doors.

"What about the-the bags?" I question, frantically chasing after her.

"Micheal! Do you mind getting our bags?" She calls out to a dark-haired boy.

"That is completely unacceptable!"

"Yes, Dean, I know what he's capable of."

"And it's your fault that he escaped!"

"I'm sorry? Is it not your fault?"

"THEN WHO IS AT FAULT HERE DEAN!"

"Me? No. You know damn well, I was at the ball. Well, maybe you should've put him under solitary confinement."

"Dean, I put you in charge of him. And who are you? You're my Beta. And you need to admit that it's your fault."

"No, I'm not fucking around! Get down here in twenty minutes. We're having a talk. Samantha is that you?"

"Hang up Dean!" Before he has time to look at me, I turn around. "I can still see you." Alpha Hughes exclaims.

I huff and slowly adjust so I can face him. "Hello, Alpha." I greet.

"Samantha, we're having dinner with Emily and my brother in three hours. If you want to be on time you're going to have to start getting ready now." Alpha Hughes told me.

I meekly nod and make my way upstairs. As I walk upstairs I overhear two girls talking. Even though it's none of my business and I don't know them, but what if what they say can give me some information.

"I heard his mate's here."

"I cannot believe that he faked a mate."

"Chels, you know that's not true."

"It is. I love him and he loves me. See? Simple!"

"You really shouldn't mess with the Alpha..."

"I'm not! I'm just opening his eyes to better options."

"His mate-"

"You are annoying me." she huffed and came towards my direction. "You're wasting my time. Excuse me, but I need to talk to my mate, the Alpha." Then she flips her hair and walks in the direction I just came from.

I sigh and continue to Alpha Hughes's room. I come back to his room and pounce onto the bed and think. Who was she? Did she and Alpha Hughes have a relationship? What is she talking to him about? Is he going to accept her and reject me?​

Why am I thinking about this so much? Sure, Alpha Hughes is my mate, but there's no love. Right? No! No, of course not! He's a killer, a murderer. He has no mercy.

After I clear up my mind, I head to my closet where all of my new clothes were perfectly displayed. What should I wear?

I have all these new clothes. There are too many choices for me to choose just one. But somehow I did. When I picked out the outfit, the first thing I thought about was how proud Emily would be of me. But before I could get into the outfit, I have to take a shower. Even though I had one this morning, I've done a surprising amount of sweating today. This Florida weather isn't being nice to me. The dress I am wearing makes me feel so confident. Who knew that clothes could have such an affect on my attitude? But they do.

"Knock knock!" I hear the infamous Emily say before opening the door. A small gasp escapes my lips as she barges in.

"Chill, Samantha. I knew you weren't naked! Everyone's waiting for you! Jack isn't going to wait for long." Emily informs. She walks up to me and we stare in the mirror. "You look great." She compliments me.

"Thank you, but what if it's not good enough. I don't want him to punish me."

Emily looks at me like I'm crazy. "One, he won't punish you. Two, I was talking to myself, but you look okay." Emily jokes then drags me downstairs. She does that a lot.

"Finally! I was going to think you were dead." Alpha Hughes states. The way he says it makes my body forget how to function because of fear.

"I-I'm sorry, Alpha, I didn't know what time you wanted me down." I apologize. I hear a snicker.

"You made your mate call you Alpha?" The brown-haired man smirks. I can easily tell they're brothers, not only because I was told but because of the resemblance.

"Am I not the Alpha?" Alpha Hughes growls.

"Jack, you're the Alpha, but she's your mate, the Luna. You guys are equal." Alpha Hughes's brother points out.

"Shut up, Philip." Alpha Hughes rolls his eyes.

Well, at least there's a name for this nameless brother, Philip.

The ride to the restaurant is short and awkward. No one tries to talk. I certainly have nothing to say. There is no music playing, so there's nothing to fill the silent void. But if you count awkwardness, then, yes, there's something to fill the void.

I start daydreaming again. Life is incomplete without him. The way he touches me and looks at me, makes my legs go numb. He treats me like I'm his queen, and he's my king. Everything's so perfect. And with three words, he makes my heart flutter-

"Wake up, Samantha." Alpha Hughes rudely instructs.

My eyes blink quickly and I take in my surroundings. We reached the restaurant. I couldn't tell what it's called because the sign must be on the other side. Alpha Hughes gets out the car and starts heading towards the door. He didn't even open the door.

The restaurant is very elegant and posh. One of the waitresses told us that the restaurant means 'apple' in French. We all sit down and just like the car ride, it's quiet and uncomfortable. Then Philip clears his throat. I have a feeling he would be the one to lighten the mood.

"So, uh, Samantha-is it? Yes? Okay, er, what pack are you from?" He wonders.

I hesitate to answer him. "I-I'm from Red-Red Moon pack." I stutter.

"Really? I've never heard of Red- Red Moon." He jokes.

I don't laugh. Instead, I look down and start to sulk. That sure didn't make Alpha Hughes happy.

"Do not make fun of her." Alpha Hughes growls again.

Felix shakes his head. "All I did was try to-"

Alpha Hughes cuts him off. "All you did was hurt her feelings."

He rolls his eyes.

"It's f-fine." I mutter.

Alpha Hughes snaps his head in my direction. "No, it's not fine Samantha. You're his superior. He's not getting away with that." Alpha Hughes states.

"I'm your brother!" Philip furrows his eyebrows.

"You're still a part of my pack, aren't you?"

Emily has enough of all of this right when he says that. I remember her saying that I shouldn't give up on him, that he's a real douche and that I don't know him that well. I may not know him well, but from what I've seen, he isn't going to get much nicer.

"Jack, you need to stop-"

He interrupts her. "Me? Stop? Am I the one that hurt her feelings?" His eyes were like storms, waiting for the best moment to take you out.

Emily lets out a sound that resembles a laugh, but it's more of an 'I know more than you' laugh. "She thinks you're a monster. Everyone thinks you're a monster. But since I know you, I don't. So if you want to blame this on anyone blame it on yourself, she was nervous because of you, so she looked down, because of you." Emily laid it down.

Alpha Hughes clenches his jaw. Is it possible to have a muscular jaw? "You're lucky we're in public, Emily." Alpha Hughes sneers.

Emily just shakes her head in disappointment.

No one talked for the rest of dinner.