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Claiming His Mate

Emily grabs the front of my pants and starts unbuttoning them as I pull my shirt up and off. Her hands slide around my ass to work the material over my butt, and I shiver, the electric shocks from the mate bond works its magic wherever Emily touches and she makes sure to touch as much skin as she can as she slides my pants down. Her legs are still wide open on either side of my hips, and I don't want to move. Her position as she undresses me looks incredibly erotic. 18+ Comedy romance, explicit s***/ situations possible triggers, a lot of cursing, and LGBT characters.

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Save the Girl

Thomas

After the secretary incident, I went downstairs to bribe Mrs. Riley, the hiring manager. If she could get that tool sent to Brodey's office, I'll do that thing she likes. Mrs. Riley and I have a secret we do not like to talk about, at least not to others. It is a secret we have given a blood oath to protect. If I had a mate, maybe I would tell her, but probably not. I cannot go around looking uncool.

I am heading out to Emily's high school to hopefully catch an omega; I do not see why she would say no to the job I am going to offer her. The pay will be excellent, room and board, full benefits, and a company car. She graduates in a week, so this is a great opportunity for her to consider. Plus, she gets to work with yours truly.

I am not good with people, I tend to be awkward, so I am practicing what I am going to say to her. I do not want to be overbearing, but I do not want to appear like a pushover either. I know I look ridiculous practicing with the shrubbery along the walkway into the school grounds, but I have had people piss themselves half a sentence in and I need her so I cannot scare her off. I should have probably asked Miles to talk to her. He looks like a puppy and can charm the habit off a nun, and he has. No, it is probably not a good idea to send the Beta. She is pretty, I do not want him checking her out.

I am already here, but I honestly feel like I should turn back and go change into something less formal and less intimidating. I usually wear semi casual for work, but I am meeting up with the council later, so I am in a dark blue pencil suit. I do not know why I feel like such a little bitch today, but I do. I am usually confident, I am a damn Gamma, a dominate Lycan. I can talk to a girl. Fuck, I feel like I am fangirling.

I can feel my Lycan, Sam, getting agitated. I did not name him, let's just make that clear. Lycan's come named already, and as his name suggests he is a bit uptight on a regular day. He thinks I should hurry; something feels wrong. My phone rings and it is the guy I have following Emily around. I know that sounds creepy, but if we are bringing someone into a high-level field, we need to make sure they are not sketchy.

They lost her. How? I do not know, but those boys and I will discuss that in length later. I will drop these boys and put them through some more training. How do you lose a teenage girl?

I started moving faster towards the school when I hear a scream. This scream had my chest tightening up. I was so filled with pain and fear. Rogues are a thing of the past, since the war, so it cannot be an attack, especially since we are so close to the pack epicenter. This scream has me running. I mind link my guys to follow that scream. I am going to be pissed if it is her and it cannot be a coincidence that they lose a girl and moments later, one is screaming. I clear the parking area in record time and turn towards the back of the school building and stop.

What I see has my blood boiling. The rage I am feeling is consuming me. My roar has all four of these assholes startled. They obviously were not expecting company. All four screamed and scattered as I jumped towards them. I was targeted on the son of a bitch that was about to rape the badly beaten and bloody girl that is unconscious on the ground. I tackled him to the ground effortlessly and ripped his head off his body. He didn't even have time to fight back. My guards caught two others but the fourth somehow got away. He was fast, and I was busy popping a head off. I rush over to the girl on the ground and just as I had feared; it is Emily. I do not know why they would do this, but I am sure as fuck going to find out. I take off my blazer and place it over her as I carefully pick her up in my arms. I can hear her struggling to breathe and it hurts me. I want to make all of it go away for her. No one should ever experience anything like this.

I turn towards my men to bark orders. "Take those fuckers to the cells. I will be there later to interrogate them, take photos and see if there was anyone who saw what happened." I stop when I see the phone face up on the ground, still recording. "Take that phone in as evidence and find the one that got away and clean this shit up." I kick the body under me to show this is the shit I was talking about.

I have never felt so fucking angry. I could still feel the pent-up rage in me as I rush to my car to get to the pack hospital. I mind link Doctor Ayad to have everything ready when I get there. I am driving like a bat out of hell with her laying down in my back seat. I am trying to give her comforting words, but all that is coming out is how I will avenge her.

Dr. Ayad did not fail me. He had a bed ready to go as soon as I rushed through the ER doors. I followed her and the staff to the back as I explained what had happened. The doctor ordered me to stay out of the room while they worked on her. I feel useless just sitting out in the waiting room, but I am not a doctor, and I would just be getting in the way back there. Since she has no guardian or friends, I do not want to just leave her alone here. I feel suddenly responsible for her. I mind link Brody and let him know what is going on and he tells me he is sending over an investigator to help at the school and wants to talk to me.

I sit back and wait, knowing I cannot do much else for now. I do not know how I am going to fix this for her, but I know I want to. I loosen up my tie and unbutton the top buttons of my shirt and lean my head back; I hate feeling like I cannot control situations. I sit back up and pull out my phone. Let's start by finding out who these boys are.