Chapter Eighteen-Paige

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"You're my mate."

She stared at him in shock. She was trying to make sense of what he just said. Werewolves believed that their mate was specially chosen for them by the goddess. She paired up two werewolves that would complete each other. A soulmate. The one person in the would that could match them in every way. A human couldn't physically match a werewolf so they were never fated mates with humans. It just wasn't done. It was impossible. Sure they could choose to be in a relationship with one but to be fated together was impossible.

Paige couldn't make it make sense. Nathan was an honest wolf, she thought, he wouldn't say something like that just to get me to stay. And It couldn't be a joke, he wasn't that cruel.

"Paige?" he asked hesitantly. He sounded worried. She didn't know how to respond to him. She opened and closed her mouth trying to find what to say.

"How...I... can't be... What?"

"I know, it's a lot. But when I saw you in the pack house Malcolm immediately recognized you."

"Nathan," She spoke low, like she was to keep the person in front of her from losing it. "That's impossible. I'm human, I don't have a wolf. There's no way I could be your mate."

"Half-human," he said, "Malcolm says-"

"Malcolm?"

"My wolf. He says your wolf is dormant. He wouldn't have been able to recognize you as our mate if you didn't have a wolf."

"This is.. no." She stood and looked back at him. "This is too much, I can't." She walked away from him.

"Paige wait." He scrambled to stand and follow her but she had stopped. "Paige this is a good thing."

"A good thing?" She asked, shocked at his assessment.

"Yes, it means we can be together. You don't have to leave." He was pleading again, but she couldn't hear him.

"That's-" She lifted her hands in front of her face. "That's what your focusing on?!? I..." She paced away from him.

"Paige, what's the problem? We've been researching this, we're trying to find a way wake your wolf." She turned back to him.

"We?"

"Patrick and I, we've been researching it since I recognized you."

"And in all this research, did you think that maybe it was something you should tell me?" She looked at him incredulously. She couldn't believe him. He had known for almost a week and he hadn't told her.

"Why are you so upset?" he asked.

"YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!! YOU'VE KNOWN FOR A WEEK AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!" She stalked away again.

"You were so mad at me, you wouldn't talk to me. I didn't think you'd want to hear that were mates." She turned on him.

"You think THAT'S what I upset about? That we're mates?" She walked towards him.

"Well aren't you?" He looked scared, like she was going to reject him. A twinge of regret pinged her heart but it was quickly overcome with her anger again.

"Oh my god, you are such a fucking idiot." She paced away to try and get some control back. Turning back to look at him, "I am angry, because you didn't tell me that I'm a wolf. I have lived everyday of the last ten years learning to be okay, to be comfortable with who I am, with being human. And you just come in here and drop this bomb that I actually am a werewolf. That my wolf is dormant and it's all okay because you think there's a way to wake her up! GODS!" She threw her hands up in the air, "Your arrogance is truly astounding.

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