His Inescapable Mate novel Chapter 4

The tears were freely flowing down my face. I slumped behind a row of lockers, sitting with my head in my hands, my butt on the cold cement floor.

The door to the locker opened up and I heard petite footsteps approaching me. There's no way a giant werewolf like Vincent could walk so quietly, so this had to be someone else.

"Nora?" Danni asked. She stopped where I was, based on the fact that the sounds of her feet stopped at my side. "Vincent sent me in here because he heard you crying. He wants to know what's wrong and when you're coming out because he wants to talk to you."

I looked up at Danni, fairly sure I looked like a mess. I sniffed and felt snot shoot back up into my nose...gross. I motioned for her to get closer to me. She sat beside me and I leaned into her so I could whisper in her ear, that way Vincent wouldn't be able to hear us.

"Danni, I'm so scared," I sobbed. "I don't want to be mated." More tears streamed down my face and the shock really started to settle in. My life isn't my own life anymore, it's Vincent's. He owns me.

Danni frowned at me. "You know, being a werewolf's mate isn't that bad," she whispered. "He'll take care of you and make you feel so safe."

I shook my head. "I don't want that though," I cried, not even bothering to whisper anymore. I want Vincent to know that I don't want him.

Danni patted my shoulder.

I paused and looked at her. "Can I reject the bond? I don't feel it, so that must mean that I'm not really his mate, right?" I asked, hope seeping into my core.

Danni shook her head. "Sorry Nora. Humans don't feel the bond like werewolves. We gradually fall in love, theirs is immediate and amplified." She took out her phone and started to text someone, her fingers rapidly tapping the keys. She looked a little nervous, every now and then glancing around the row of lockers to make sure no one had entered the locker room to get us.

When she stopped she handed me her phone so I could read the text. "Just give Vincent a chance," she said, "you may find that..."

"You can do this," I told myself, slowly opening the locker room door. As soon as I took one step out, I was enveloped in a pair of muscular arms, being brought into a muscled chest.

Vincent held me close to him, burying his face in my hair and inhaling deeply. "Why are you sad, Mate?" he asked, slowly rocking back and forth, as if to comfort me. "This is a happy occasion. We finally have each other."

I looked around the hall. Everyone had already left, even Jessie. Apparently Vincent was the only one who actually waited for me.

He pulled back to look me over, his eyes scanning over every feature of my body, making me glad that I was wearing a long-sleeved shirt and jeans. I looked over Vincent as well, to see how scary he is. He was freakishly tall, and muscled as well. His tight t-shirt strained over his chest and his biceps were poking out of the sleeves. He wore tight blue jeans, which matched mine in color. Now that I think of it, our shirts are the same color as well. Eww that's gross!

Vincent seemed to like what he saw because he soon wrapped an arm around my waist and was leading me down the hall and outside, into the parking lot. "I can always talk with the principal tomorrow," he told me. "I'm sure he'll understand given the circumstances." Once again, Vincent shoved his face at me, but this time he nuzzled my face: rubbing his stubble-covered cheek up against mine.