Mate Bond

Roman POV

Sitting by the lake with Art, reminiscing about the past, dreaming of the future, and seeing him alive, something slipped within me. I felt as if I was finally unchained. All these years, ever since I was crowned an Alpha King, my priorities have been wrong, I thought to myself. I have been chasing after an heir and a mate, and while I knew that the Kingdom depended on it, peace and protection for other packs depended on it, I went about it the wrong way. I put myself first, under the pretense I was doing it for the general good. I fucked and took advantage of women all the way through the Kingdom, focused on being a playboy when I should have been a King. I played with the hearts and minds of many and broke them all in the process. I resented my father over things he had no actual control over, and I had been blind to real dangers around me, around those I swore to protect. I hurt people I cared for, Dragana and Art included. And I shamed my mother, and the sacrifices she made. All these thoughts flashed before me, the embarrassment and dishonor suffocating my very being.



Art, the inspiration of my sudden rise of consciousness, sat next to me, watching the glistening waters of the lake, blissfully unaware of my inner turmoil. I envied him. I envied his integrity, his moral compass, the ability to do the right thing, no matter how difficult. I knew he was a better man than me, probably more deserving of being the King, I thought. “Oh, look who is capable of genuine thought”, Caleb snickered in my head. “Does this mean you will not fuck whores who are not OUR MATE anymore Roman???”, he spat. Caleb was right. I was not good to my wolf. I injured him in the process too. Wolves need mates, true mates, and even though patriarchy demands that she-wolves are pure until the marriage date, no such restriction is placed on males. However, that does not mean that being unfaithful to your mate, even before you know them, does not have consequences. Finding one’s mate, being true to him or her made the wolf complete his or her power at the peak. That is why some of the strongest Alphas were those with families. Not only do they have love and support, but they also have something worth dying for, something worth fighting for. I never had that, and took my power simply from brute force, relying on the fact that Caleb was a fierce wolf. If I were honest with myself, I would have to say his power had weakened in the last 5 years, he was becoming more ferocious but less effective. I failed him.



Walking back, Art hugged me as if he held me for dear life. “If you want me to stay”, he said, holding me in a bear hug. I needed his friendship desperately, but I swore to the Goddess tonight, right on the shores of the lake, that I would do things differently from now on. “If you want to leave, to find her and love her, you have my blessing”, I said, while my heart was breaking on the inside. I did not want to know the reasons for it, did not want to ask. “Just be happy Art, it is the biggest gift you can give me brother”, I hugged him back. He said he wanted a snack and went to the kitchens, and I went up to my room. I was spent and looked forward to a long shower and some sleep. Coming closer to my room, an unmistakable scent was hitting me. Alice’s scent enveloped me, indicating only one possible thing. She was in my room. Not knowing what I would find, I walked in.



A dinner table was set, and based on the smells coming up from it, I knew and could smell my favorite dishes. Sprawled on my bed, in an obvious attempt to seduce me, red lacy underwear and all, Alice was sound asleep, her wavy hair everywhere. I took in the sight of her. She was indeed a very beautiful, sexy woman, even when sleeping. Her plump breast were moving slowly up and down as she was breathing, her lips semi-opened as if ready for a kiss, her long, toned legs beckoning me between them. I was surprised - very surprised, and decided to enjoy the view for a second. She sensed me and stirred, opening her eyes up, shocked at the fact that I caught her sleeping. “Apologies Alpha King!!!”, she stumbled to sit up and straighten out. “I brought you dinner and I was wanting to spend some time with you”, she said now blushing, trying to find something to cover herself up.



“Thank you, Alice. You look beautiful. Absolutely breathtaking!!!”, I said as gratefulness overtook me. Here she was, my mate, trying to establish our connection, however weak. Yet, I was out there chasing the perfect mate bond, not even giving her a chance. That changes now! I was determined to do better and be better, and that started with putting my personal feelings aside. My people and the future of the Kingdom shall come first, going forward. “Come closer”, I asked her, wanting to see what she had planned. Regaining her composure, she made her way toward me, her perky breasts bouncing up and down, her nice round ass shimmying toward me. She was licking her lips, perhaps nervous, but at that moment, all I wanted to do is kiss her. Pulling her in, I wrapped my hand around her tiny waist and crushed my lips onto hers. The mate bond was not fully there, but I decided that was no longer important. I wanted her.