Finding Her

Clay

  I can't help but be annoyed that David is taking up so much time stoping at Miss Sue's for something to eat.

I just want to make it home to my pack after the long drive from the meeting held by the Alpha at our Capital building. I know that my Delta Gabe can keep the pack in line while we were in DC, but I'm not good with change.

I run a tight ship in my pack and with the group of Lycan haters moving in closer to our areas and making it known how they feel, it does not sit well with me to be gone for long.

We've been trying to iron out the hard feelings between us and the humans since we came out of hiding all those years ago. Unfortunately some human groups have not gotten the memo that we're here to stay and will not tolerate any attacks or harassment.

Fortunately it hasn't come to violence here in Oregon yet, but each day the human group that call themselves 'The Chosen' seem to push towards that more and more with all the hateful rhetoric they spread on the Internet, at their rallies, and to any passer-by that will give them the time of day.

The day they take one step too far in our direction and we will be ready with whatever forces necessary to protect our women and children.

Thankfully we have an Alpha who is able to appeal to the President of The United States on how this will be handled. This meeting was a necessity to get all the details down on paper for all sides involved.

  The supposed leader of The Chosen was there as well and did her best to put their side out in the open. They want to have a seat at all the Governmental tables in regards to how we interact with each other. Us Lycans have no problem with being straightforward on what will happen should the Peace Treaty we all signed gets broken if one member of The Chosen steps a toe into our territory.

Me & the other Betas trust their word as well as we trust a pencil as a vaulting pole.

We will do our best to be civil to the people who don't tolerate us. There seems to be some level of understanding between us; we don't like them, they don't like us. We all can live our lives with minimal contact.

I've been sitting in the truck for more than ten minutes and my patience has run thin. I hop out slamming the door behind me as I notice the odd looking vehicle next to mine. It looks like a small School Bus, but that can't be right. I'm sure those are still bright yellow like they were when I was in school.

As I head inside to yell at my crew I barrel right into a small blonde haired woman carrying multiple brown paper bags out the door.

I've heard for members of my Pack how it felt when they found their True Mates. Even some of them who have Chosen Mates have described a similar event.

I held her to my chest before she could tumble backwards onto the floor. Touching her gave me such a sense of peace I  have never experienced before.

I felt like such an idiot for walking in here with my sunglasses on and ball cap pulled so low; I don't feel like I got a good enough look at this woman.

One thing I know for certain, she's human. She doesn't have to natural dominance that a Lycan has and she's a good foot shorter than any female Lycan I've known. She's definitely taller than any human women I've seen. Not tall enough to even measure up to my 6'11 stature. I'd say she's about 5'8 on a good day.

Goddess why am I thinking about her size? I should be talking to her. Ask her name, where she's from, when can I take you to our home and fuck you so hard you can't walk?

Whoa, where the fuck did that though come from?

Probably from her breast being pushed against me while I hold onto her. She seems so fragile, like one wrong move and she'll break. How do humans just walk around knowing that one slip and they could break a bone? I wonder if she's broken any bones?

Fuck. How do you talk to your Mate? No one has told me that part? All I can do it look at her.
How is she so beautiful? I can tell she's not wearing any makeup, her hair is up on top of her head looking like a doughnut, and she's wearing the tiniest shorts I've ever seen.

I automatically feel a deep need to shield her from the eyes of the men in my pack looking at her.

She's looking at my chest and saying something about being sorry I think. I am not paying attention at all and am acting like an idiot.

"No need to apologize. I didn't see you there."

That's it? That's all I can say to her as she gathers her bags and turns around to say something to Miss Sue. I hear her say something to David and I'm immediately angry hearing his name and not mine from her perfect lips that are begging to be wrapped around my cock with her blonde hair wrapped around my hand while I show her how to please me. Fuck me.  It's been too long since I've been laid.

  Thinking back now I wonder how could I have been so stupid fucking around with the women of the Pack. Even if we both knew it was just to get a release, I can't believe I did that to my Mate.

All I can do is watch my little mate run as fast as she could with all her goods from the store to that odd looking Bus and slamming herself inside.
Looking at it now I can see that she's exactly the type of person I'd assume is the owner
of a blue School Bus with flowers on it.

I can see her talking to something and peeling out of the parking lot so fast she nearly hits the median.

Once she's with me she will never drive herself anywhere again. She's much to nonchalant with her own safety. Doesn't she realize that one wrong move and she could be seriously injured?

Fuck me I was hoping to find my Mate soon, but I wonder how can I keep my fragile little human safe from the dangers of the Lycan world?