I'm the Alpha's Mate

Chapter 9

I stop my questionable thoughts for a moment. Since when did I think in such ways?

"Is it hot in here?" He asks. It is now, I think to myself. "Do you want to keep the window open?"

"Oh, I just had a bad dream that's all."

"About?"

"You really want to know?" I question him and lean back towards the window.

He shrugs. "As long as you are up, I am. And it might be nice to know what goes on in that head of yours."

"Okay, well, I was in the forest, and there was this wolflike creature. It was chasing me, but I didn't feel like I was running, everything seemed to be in slow motion but whatever the beast was. It was just creepy. Now that I think of it, I might have had this dream as a child because it sounds really cheesy. Being chased by a monster, how original."

Sebastian tiredly leans against the headboard. "Maybe it means something."

"Really?" I say and close the window back up before making my way to the light.

"Well, don't dreams have meanings?"

I can tell that he is fighting himself to stay awake. My heart warms at the idea of him waiting up so that I am not alone. "Well, I don't know about any monsters chasing me anytime soon," I yawn and submerge us in darkness once again.

"You're scared of him, aren't you?"

"What?"

I can hardly see Sebastian's figure, though moonlight eerily shines on have of his face, making him look unearthly. "You fear that the man—the Alpha—is going to come for you."

"I don't know. I have been thinking about it a lot," I mutter and lay down on my side of the bed, or that is at least what I call it.

"I don't want you to worry."

"Then I won't."

"If only it were that easy." I hear him sigh. "I hope you know that I'm going to handle all of this."

"You are the Alpha." I yawn again.

"All I want is for you to feel safe."

"You think that I don't? If any and everyone else were in my position they would feel safe, it is almost impossible not to, I mean, you go to such drastic measures. I have never felt so protected," I assure him. A short moment of silence comes between us.

"You never face me," his voice is smooth and deep. I could listen to him talk all day without a complaint. "You are always facing the other way when you sleep."

I bite the inside of my cheek. "You know, you speak your mind when you're tired, it's refreshing. You always have this intimidating aroma about you, but like this, when all the lights are off, I see past it... I was intimidated by you when we were first introduced. All I knew was that you were an Alpha and that you were making me nervous. That, and the fact that we are mates." Somewhat dizzy with exhaustion, I turn over and suck in a short breath when I notice Sebastian's handsome face and piercing eyes gazing back at me. "You see," I mumble, "facing each other is so intimate."

"I am no longer the only one who speaks their mind when they are tired," he tells me, though I am hindered by our closeness. Sleeping in the same bed together has become much more real. If I had no control over myself, if my mind was taken over by the animalistic side, I am sure my lips would be against his. The idea of it excites me.

"Thank you for protecting me," I whisper.

Part of me wants the wandering thoughts to stop, but the over half, the other half wants to bathe in it. Thoughts of it begin to cloud my mind, taking over and pushing everything else out, as I can no longer remember any of them. The ideas of us together make my toes scrunch up and my body hot, as if the thermostat has been turned up all the way. Where are these thoughts coming from? Why am I feeling this way so suddenly?