Mine

Roy effortlessly carried Kimberly bridal style. She was feather weight, that made him worry about how she fed.

"Oh my goodness! What happened?” Christine gasped as she saw Roy carrying an unconscious Kimberly upstairs.

“She fainted.” Was all he said before disappearing from her view.

Roy carried her into his bedroom and carefully placed her on his bed, staring lovingly at her. He reached for her face and slowly caressed it with his fingers.

“Why is it so difficult for you to come to terms that she is your mate and make her yours?"

He wished she was a werewolf like himself and not a human, that way it would've been easy for him as it was for every other werewolf.

The more he caressed her face, the more he didn't want to stop. He noticed his wolf was slowly trying to take over. He quickly withdrew his hand from her face and left the bedroom, so he doesn't end up doing something he'd regret for the rest of his life.

As he jogged downstairs, he found his aunt worriedly pacing back and forth in the living room, making him remember that he was previously upset with her.

Christine couldn't help but worry about Kimberly. She should never have left her side, none of this would've happened if she stayed by her side, now Roy would be mad at her, which was bound to happen because he left his guest in her care and she messed up.

"Why did you leave her alone?!” Roy angrily asked, causing his aunt to flinch in both fear and surprise as she didnt notice his presence.

“R-Roy I c-can explain. I didn't mean to..."

"I asked you to take good care of her, to watch over her, but what did you do? You left her alone, all by herself and vulnerable!” he yelled.

Christine was really scared because it wasn't just Roy talking to her, his wolf was also speaking as his eyes had turned yellow and his voice no longer his.

“I'm s-sorry A-alpha. I never intended to leave her like that, she wanted to be alone. I- I tried to comfort her, but she refused me.” Christine explained with her head bent low in submission.

Roy hated what was happening at the moment, he didn't mean to get angry at his aunt. He knew what happened wasn't her fault and he hates showing this side of himself to his loved ones, but his wolf wouldn't have any of that. It was really upset to see Kimberly alone and in such state.

Roy closed his eyes, internally fighting with his wolf. He needed to learn how to control his wolf around his family.

Letting out a heavy sigh, he opened his eyes.

“I'm sorry aunt, I didn't mean to react that way.” He apologized, taking his trembling aunt in a warm embrace.

After some minutes, Christine relaxed into his touch and returned the hug.

“I'm really sorry.” He whispered, placing a kiss on her head.

“It's okay.” He heard her mumble.

Kimberly slowly stirred on the bed before opening her eyes to an unfamiliar bedroom.

Where is she? And how did she get here? She wondered, racking her brain for answers but only ended up having a headache. She took a careful look at room she was in. It was an all black and grey themed room. The sheets, duvet cover and pillow cases were a mix of black and grey. Whoever owned this room sure has a thing for black, then it hit her, Roy's living room consisted of black furniture.

“It can't be.” She gasped.

But how did she end up here? She thought she was with Christine, they were together and took a walk outside.

Kimberly carefully got out of the bed and made her way out of the bedroom and into the familiar hallway. Her head hurts like hell right now, so she made sure to take gentle steps down the stairs. On getting to the living room, she found Roy and Christine having a conversation, but they suddenly stopped and turned around, towards her direction like they had sensed her presence. That was really creepy.

"Kimberly dear, how are you feeling?” Christine asked with a warm smile.

Kimberly could see through her smiles that she was worried, but was trying to conceal it.

Why does this woman care so much about her when she barely knew her?

“I think I have a headache.” Kimberly honestly replied.

“I'll get you some painkillers.” Christine said and was about walking out of the living room when Kimberly suddenly held her hand, preventing her from leaving.

“Is something wrong?” she asked, confused by Kimberly's action.

“I'm sorry, I-1 just wanted to know what happened... I mean... how did I end up in that bedroom.” Kimberly was barely audible as she felt embarrassed to ask such question in Roy's presence. She was grateful when Christine answered her question because, she didn’t think her voice was audible enough and she wasn't ready to repeat herself.

"You passed out, so Roy took you upstairs.” Christine replied, as she stroked Kimberly's hair all so gently.

Kimberly was relieved by her reply, as she enjoyed Christine's motherly touch. It seems Christine was fond of her hair.

She shouldn't get used to such treatment because she would be leaving this place soon, she cautioned herself.

It dawned on her that Christine had just told her that Roy had been the one who carried her upstairs.

But why did he take her to his bedroom? She wondered as her thoughts went back to Christine's reply.

Kimberly couldn't help but steal a glance at Roy. She noticed he was staring back at her with a blank or should she say unreadable expression. She guessed he was still mad at her.

“I'll be right back.” Christine said turning Kimberly's attention back to her, who nodded and watched as the middle aged woman went upstairs, probably to get the painkillers.

Kimberly's eyes slowly wandered back to Roy, who suddenly stood up from the couch he was previously seated on and walked out of the house, to her disappointment. He didn’t even give her the chance to properly apologize for what she did.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she had no idea why his action was hurting her this much.

Roy was telling his aunt what happened during the meeting, when he perceived her scent, causing him to stop. His aunt sensed her too, making them both turn around towards her direction.

Her skin was pale and her eyes were puffy and red from crying.

He could feel his wolf getting angry from the sight. They both wanted her to always have a smile on her face and they want to be the reason behind those smiles.

He couldn't take his eyes off her, as she was a beauty to behold. But why was she human?

This was a major disadvantage, preventing him from marking her and claiming her as his, right here and now.

Roy watched carefully as Kimberly talked with Christine.

What broke his heart was the sudden change in her facial expression when she was told that he was the one who carried her to his bedroom.

She had a confused, sad and disapproving look on her face, causing any hope he had of them being together to shatter.

He couldn't take it. Her facial rejection was more than enough for him, he didn't want a verbal one. This hurts even more than when he hadn't found her, which was why he stood up and walked out of the house as soon as his aunt headed upstairs.