My Mate From Another World

Adeline

“What are you looking for?” I asked curiously. I can’t believe that I was able to know him even if he faces his back at me.

“You’re here,” he said, and then he let go of the cover of the chest and got closer to me. ‘You’re really here.”

“Yes. And you didn’t answer my question, what are you looking for?”

“Nothing important,” he replied.

“You look as if you were about to open a treasure chest earlier, Kaiser,” I told him, but I guess he was too happy about that because he held me on my face with his hands, and it was too late for me to avoid his lips. I was shocked, and I couldn’t move. My eyes widened, and I was overcome with the desire to return his kiss; however, I maintained my composure and pushed him with all my strength. “What the hell was that?” I exclaimed. I couldn’t believe that I let my guard down in front of this man.

“Kissing my mate!” he exclaimed as well.

“Why would you do that? I am not your mate!” I replied,

“You can’t smell me, but that doesn’t mean that we’re not,” he replied. Why does he look satisfied anyway? Is that what a kiss does to him?

“Enough of this, Kaiser. Don’t keep insisting on that with me, because as long as I can’t smell you, you’re not my mate. And even if you do, I will still reject you because I love Mike.”

“We’ll see about that,” he replied. “For now, what were you doing before you appeared here?”

“I was in my bedroom and was about to reach for the drawer of my bedside table, then it was gone, and when I looked up, I saw you.”

“At least it only takes three days before you appear, not like the second time which took a month. I almost went crazy.”

“I am not a fool, Kaiser. You were happy fucking that woman the last time I saw you, and there’s nothing you can say that will make me believe you.” I replied and then sat on the table. His eyes were not leaving mine, and neither did I. There’s something that’s pulling me to him, and if that’s what he said-the mate bond-I think I should start worrying about it.

“Whatever,” he replied. “So what keeps you busy in your pack? You’re an alpha’s daughter, as far as I can remember. So how does an alpha’s daughter act in your world?”

“Nothing like the alpha’s daughters here, I guess.”

“And how are they?” he asked as if teasing, but I didn’t answer him. I needed to find out about what was going on with me, so I had to use this opportunity to get back just in case there was something in here that could give me a hint or an answer to this phenomenon.

“I want to take this chance that I am here to ask you. Before I appeared in this world, did something unusual happen?”

“What is it with you?” he asked, creasing his forehead.

“Don’t you think this is ridiculous? I mean, I get it. There’s another world other than mine, but why would I need to be pulled here?”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“It’s because we’re mates and you are mine,” he replied immediately. “Why do you keep on doubting the moon goddess’s decision?”

“It’s exactly because of that. It’s her DECISION and not mine. I want to decide for myself, and I do not want to do what others want me to do. I have my own mind and heart, and I will only do what I think is good for me.”

“And you think insisting on choosing Mike is good for you?” he asked, and I nodded. “Did someone tell you that? Did someone agree with you? You said Mike knew who you were, so he knew what a mate bond is. Did he actually tell you to choose him over your mate? If he didn’t, is he ready to face the consequences of being left behind? And you said, you love Mike; would you like to see him in pain when you decide to leave him and choose me in the end?”

“Why are you talking like my father?” I exclaimed. He was trying to point out my dad’s sentiments, and I didn’t like it a bit.

“Well, I guess your father is a good alpha. He understands the importance of being with your fated mate.” I rolled my eyes because of what he said. “Stop rolling your eyes at me if you don’t want to get fucked by me.”

“That would be rape.”

“I doubt that,” he replied confidently. “I know that you feel something for me. You just didn’t want to accept it.”

“What made you say that?”

“You said that you would only smell me after three months, so I think the bond has started to work on us since we were getting closer to each other.” He answered. I didn’t want to believe him, but according to other pack members, they felt the same even before they confirmed that they were mates.

“Don’t act like you know everything about the bond because you don’t. Don’t indulge yourself in something you only want to believe.” I replied, trying to put on some conviction, and I hope that I did.

We are already close, but he stands even closer, looking at me. I am defiant even toward my father, so I insist on staying that way in front of him. Our eyes battle for dominance, and none of us wants to look away. Then I felt him pull me even closer to him so that our bodies touched and no amount of air could ever pass between us. “Then fight this,” he said before he kissed me. It was so deep that he almost reached my soul. I was expecting Elda to reprimand me for letting him kiss us, but I didn’t hear anything from her either.

I want to push him away, but yes, I admit it. I can’t. It was as if he was holding me, or there was this invisible string that tied me to him, which made me want to respond to his kisses. I don’t know how long, but I’m also trying to stop myself from kissing him back.

The feeling he was making me experience just by kissing me is something I didn’t feel with Mike, and I feel guilty about it. Shit! There’s nothing I can do about it. My eyes started to close as I savored the moment. I was ready to respond to his kisses when he suddenly stopped, so I opened my eyes and found him looking at me intently with a smirk on his face. “I should stop here since I don’t want you to humiliate yourself,” he said.

“You don’t know what you are saying, moron,” I replied,

He grinned and said, “You already had your eyes closed and were about to respond to my kiss, stubborn bitch.”

“As long as you know,” I said, trying to hide the humiliation I felt since he said it.

“That you’re about to respond?” he asked,

“No.” I answered, “That I am stubborn and a bitch.” I added, and he laughed. It was so loud that it pissed me off because I felt like he was laughing at me. At the same time, I was so drawn into his laughter that I wanted to touch his face. Thank goddess that I managed to stop myself from doing that. I’m in trouble. As in deep shit.