Alpha Ocean ✔

16. First

Naya's P.O.V. 
Red Mount 1990

"Yo, Ocean, you forgot about us since you got your girl." Dylan teased the boy who had his arms securely banded around my waist from behind.

"Yeah so...?" Ocean challenged him pulling me even closer to his body.

"Leave them alone." Lea tried to shoo Dylan away but the boys weren't leaving him alone.

Word spreads quickly in a small community but it even spread quicker in school. Luckily, we were on a day trip. Ocean, his parents and my parents would rather have me on bed for a month but I was tired of being home.

So, when out history class decided to go on a field trip, Ibegging and pleading until they finally gave in allowing me to go, only under strict supervision of Ocean, Jace and Lea. They were not allowed to lose sight of me throughout the whole trip in case I fainted or I was in immense pain.

Usually we had incredible healing powers but his mark or a mates' mark wasn't supposed to heal at all. It was supposed to leave their imprint on our shoulder. However, the pain was supposed to fade away after a couple of days, unlike mine.

Although the pain had decreased from before, it wasn't fully gone yet but Ocean's kisses on the mark every now and then, was an instant pain relief. It would be different for Ocean when I mark him, because his wolf had matured and he wouldn't have to go through this. That thought kind of made me want to dislike him.

But it was amazing how he took care of me every second like his life depended on it. He wouldn't let me go anywhere by myself or do anything by myself. He even started cutting school just to take care of me.

I remembered our first kiss when we were 12. Although, we were very young and mainly had no idea what we were doing, it still was the most incredible feeling I ever felt in my 12 years of existence.

"Why so quiet baby girl?" Ocean's gravel voice broke the trance I put myself in.

"Nothing, just thinking." I smiled, embarrassed by my thoughts.

"You were smiling." He rested his head on my uninjured shoulder.

"Was I?" I pretended like butterflies weren't fluttering in my stomach.

"Tell me." He demanded tightening his arms around me.

"Well... I was thinking about the first time you kissed me..." I confessed knowing there was no way out.

He chuckled and stayed silent for a while. "I'm sorry for that Naya."

"You should get that phrase tattooed on your forehead. It would save you a lot of energy from repeating it like a broken tape recorder." I scolded. I honestly didn't like how he always put himself down when it came to me.

"I mean it, I always seem to fuck up things when it comes to you but anyone else, I don't really give a fuck. I mean, have I ever apologised to anyone?" He buried his head in the crook of my neck. It was true, I've never heard him apologise to anyone.

"You know you never really told me the reason behind that..." I wondered.

"I was angry... you kept talking about how one day you were going to find your mate and I got annoyed." His warm breath kept fanning over my neck.

"You mean to say you were jealous." I teased turning my head with a huge grin plastered on my face.

"No..." He stretched out his 'o' in embarrassment. "Annoyed not jealous..."

"Really? So, you wouldn't mind if I went over there..." I pointed towards the human group of boys who were shamelessly flirting other human girls under a tree while we all waited for our coaches to come.