Only Mine

Chapter 1

(Prior warning: I does not know when releases for this novel will be. I only have this chapter finished right now and will release each chapter as I finish writing them. Sorry for any waits, enjoy the read. Again, it is highly recommended to read Never, My Alpha first to get some background information for this story. - Addis)

Chapter One

The phone buzzed and vibrated constantly, the sound woke Hayato Ren from his sleep. He grumbled and reached out his hand, searching aimlessly with his hand along his nightstand where he normally kept his phone during the night. When his hand didn't find it, he grumbled louder and sighed before opening his eyes. Looking all over, he still didn't find the phone that seemed to be on constant vibrate. Swearing under his breath, Ren flipped over to look at his other nightstand. However, as he turned the other way, he froze at the sight that fell before him.

Curled up on themselves was a gorgeous man, sleeping soundly in nothing but a pale blue shirt, his breaths even and the movement moving his light brown hair with each breath. His hands were clenched in fists, lightly touching his face. Ren was unable to move as he looked over the man beside him, he watched him breathe and was only able to regain control of himself when the vibrating sound jolted him back.

Beside the sleeping man was a phone, and it's alarm was sounding nonstop. Unconsciously, Ren reached over and grabbed it, silencing it once and for all. He tried not to make any sudden movements, and looked around the room. For the first time, he recognized that it wasn't actually his room, it was someone else's. As he shifted his body, he felt the cold draft across his skin. Jolted, he realized, like the sleeping man, he was also wearing nothing.

Groaning under his breath, Ren connected the dots and knew that somehow he had followed this man home and they had done it. With another glance around the room, he tried to find traces of his clothes and cursed under his breath again when he found them in several places from where he had obviously thrown them off. Mixed together with his clothes were also those from the man still sleeping beside him.

Trying to be quiet and not wake up the man, Ren slipped his feet off the bed, but with even that slight movement, the bed springs beneath him creaked loudly in the now silent room. Ren flinched at the sound and glanced back at the man. The man groaned, his eyelashes fluttered but all he did was turn over onto his other side.

Ren was relieved that the man didn't wake up, and breathed a sigh of relief. But, even as he turned away, to finally put on his clothes, he noticed something entirely unexpected that made his heart beat erratically. There, on the mans slim, pale neck, was a mark.

The mark of a mate.

That bite mark was still fresh, the area around each tooth indentation raw with blood still seeping slowly from the wound, creating bright red lines as it dripped beneath the collar of his shirt.

The sight of the mark brought memories rushing back to Ren: the sweet smell of pheromones; the frantic, uncontrollable lust; the soft moans of intense pleasure; and vivid teal colored eyes set in a flushed, red face, tears escaping as he gasped out one word, over and over again, "Ren..."

Even as the memories cascaded over him, Ren's body was set aflame with lust and it didn't help that there was a faint, comforting scent of pheromones that smelled oddly like warm, fresh baked cookies. This scent was still being emitted by the warm body beside him, it was faint, but there was no doubt that it was still lingering in the air.

At that moment, Ren was completely terrified. How did it end up like this? He didn't even remember meeting the man beside him, much less the reason why he was in his house. That intoxicating scent assaulted his senses once more and he shuddered as lust flared through his entire being. It didn't matter how it had happened, it was already done and there was nothing to change that fact. However, at the thought of being tied down to one person for the rest of his life floored Ren with intense fear. Just the thought birthed a new reaction within Ren: fight or flight.