“None taken. I’m an open book, ask me anything.” She finishes eating and leans forward on the counter.
“How do I feel so much for him so quickly? Is that normal?” I ask quietly.
“Well, it not normal for humans, but with wolves, yes its normal. In fact, its usually quicker with wolves, your situation is rare. It happens but its not very common that a wolfs mate is human. You must be someone very special. I think Logan tried to stay away from you for so long, so that he wouldn’t have to bring you into our world. I love being what I am, I love my family and the pack, but our world can dangerous, we however are built to deal with dangerous. You are not, he didn’t want you to get hurt. But you are his mate. His soul mate. You two are destined to be together. Planned by the moon Goddess. There was no way he was going to be away from you for long. You can both fight it, and you can both choose to be with other people, but I can guarantee you that no one on this planet will love you as fiercely as he will. You could be happy with someone else if you choose to be, but there will always be that empty little spot inside that no one will be able to complete, because only Logan can do that. And the same goes for him. He just feels it more strongly because of what he is. How he has fought against being with you this long and still stayed sane or not killed someone, I have no idea. I know more mature wolves that haven’t been able to do that. All I can say is that he must care for you a lot.” She just sits there and looks at me, again waiting for me to process what she has said. The way she explains things is much better than how Logan does.
“But he just keeps saying that I’m his, like I’m an object that can belong to someone. I don’t know if I want to be in a relationship where I’m thought of like that.” She just smiles at me like she knows something I don’t.
“Honey, you’re thinking about it all wrong, and I’m sure its Logan’s fault. Stupid boy. He always was possessive over his things growing up. Let me put it to you this way. From a young age wolves are told that out there somewhere in the big wide world, they have one person that is meant just for them. For them to love, cherish and protect. We are told that that person is our other half, one of a kind. A very special treasure, that we must keep safe. Some wolves go their whole lives never meeting their other half. You are his Mate Alex, his other half. He found you and all he is now is scared of loosing you. You are the most important thing in his world and he would do whatever it takes to keep you safe, to keep you with him. You could ask him anything and he would do it.” I can feel a warmth growing inside my chest and I all of my earlier anger draining away. I still have so many thoughts and questions running about in my head though.
“But how do I deal with his possessiveness?” she laughs out loud and gathers our dirty plates together.
“Honey when you figure that one out let me know. It's what he is. He sees you as his. Not as an item or accessory, but as his equal, his life partner. You are worth more than anything to him. He doesn’t want to share you with anyone. In time it will lessen slightly, but at the minute he is so unsure if you’re about to walk straight out the front door and right into another mans arms. He doesn’t know if he has you. When you have fully formed your bond, if you decide to, he will be more secure in your relationship and some of the jealousy and possessiveness will ease. But it will never fully go away. So you’ll have to learn to live with it. Just imagine now how would you feel if you walked into the next room and saw Logan with some girl draped all over him. You might find in time that the possessiveness runs both ways.”
Its quite surprising how quickly jealousy can creep up on you. Only one thing can take my mind off Logan kissing another girl now.
“Do you have any ice-cream?”
“I could have some ice cream too if there’s enough” Just the sound of his voice soothes the unwelcome feelings of jealously inside of me. I turn to face him and he is stood in the doorway with a light smile on his handsome face. His hair falling just over his face and I have to make a fist with my hands to stop my self from getting up and running my fingers through it. His mum places a tub of double chocolate ice cream on the counter with two spoons, and kisses me softly on the cheek.
“Just give it some time, I promise it will be worth it” She whispers quietly to me. She places another kiss on her son’s cheek and leaves the room. I’m left wondering how long he was standing there listening. The tell tale tingling sensation that usually gave me notice he was near; seems to be on constant mode at the moment.
“I’m sorry Alexia, I know that seems to be all I ever say to you, but I over reacted and I’m sorry. I realise it may not look like I am, but I really am trying here. To be
