A Werewolf'd Past And Present novel Chapter 55

Geena and Hannah get up and leave the kitchen without a word, only giving Max a pointed look. Max stays seated at the kitchen table with a mug in her hands, which she is staring at.

"I know you are hiding something from us," Max states after a minute, making me jump. She leans back in her chair and looks up at me.

"W-what are you talking about?" I curse at myself for stuttering, knowing that my chances are getting out of this conversation are next to none.

"Come have a seat and talk to me," she smiles and she gestures to the chair in front of her.

I sigh, now knowing there is no way I can avoid this. I walk over and around the table and sit across from her. I stare at my folded hands, that rest in my lap as I waited for Max to start talking again.

"Whose you mate?" Max fires out staring deeply at me.

"W-w-what? H-how did you know?" I speak quickly, wondering how she knew.

"I didn't, but now I do. You've been acting strange lately and apparently I'm the one who is seeing through your lies and the fear in you eyes when we ask you to go out with us. So, who is your mate?" Max explained. She gave me an encouraging smile as she continued to stare at me.

I sit there, my mouth slight ajar. I was dumbfounded. Max is a lot more observant then I originally thought, but then again, she has been through a lot, and basically taught herself all of the tricks.

"I- um..." I don't even know where to start.

Wait, did Max tell any of the others about her guess about me? I really hope not...

"I didn't tell anyone, even though I wanted to, I didn't," Max says quietly, but the seriousness in her voice was still there.

"I'malesbian," I rush out, making it hard for me to even understand what I said, but Max obviously got it.

"Micah... Why didn't you tell us?" she looked slightly hurt.

"I didn't want you guys to judge me, or treat me differently. Hannah doesn't even know. Keeping it from her was the hardest thing ever," I whispered, looking back at the table, avoiding Max's strong gaze.

"Why would you think we would do that? Especially your sister. The worst we would've done was tease you a bit, but we wouldn't treat you differently." Max's voice sounded hurt, which made me feel even worse.

"Sh, you are going to be fine, and you are going to introduce us to your mate after you meet her and go your thing, too. So, either way you are going to tell everyone about you little secret," she smiled at me and winked at me.

I was about to reply when the scent of oranges and mint hit me. I froze and scanned the faces that were around.

I stopped at a girl who was taller then me and had wavy cinnamon colored hair that reached her mid back. She was wearing shorts and a tank top, revealing her tanned chestnut skin, and scars littering her skin. She must be a warrior or border patrol. I watch her body stiffen, then slowly turn around to face me.

I didn't notice when Max started to stalk away from me. So I was left standing there alone.

I watched as my mate walked slowly over to me, leaving the person who she was talking to, behind. She was about a foot in front of me, staring at me intently.

"So, you're the one who has my wolf going crazy," she said quietly with a small smile dancing on her lips.

I nodded and looked down at the vibrant green grass.

I felt tingles rush through me as she lifted my head with her hand, making me flinch slightly. She forced me to look into her eye, which were a beautiful hazel brown.