My Long Lost Mate

"Come on, let's get you back to your room," I lifted Violet off the ground and carried her in my arms.

"But I still want to play with pleyn," she pouted while struggling to get out of my grasp.

"He's too sleepy now, see how his head is looking down?" I pointed to the plant. She glanced at the plant and sighed, "Really?"

"Yes, so let's go back now," she stopped struggling and stayed in my arms obediently. How much cuter can she be? I didn't even know how long have I smiled this whole time. I truly am lucky to have her as my mate.

I exited the dining hall with Violet in my arms, leaving the bunch of drunken wolves behind. But before I left the room, I mind-linked Bob to keep an eye on the pack. You don't even know what kind of stunts those guys could possibly pull off while in a drunken state. The last time I allowed them to drink, they almost burned down my manor. I trust Bob to hold them back for tonight.

I proceed to head to Violet's room to let her rest. This was probably a tiring day for her, as she had to use her energy to cope with the pressure of socializing with many people which she rarely did. I'm pretty relieved that the people accepted her, or should I say liked her. I was sure that the pack will accept her for what she is, but knowing that my ȧssumption was true relieved me.

My eyes wandered to the woman I was carrying, only to find her sleeping comfortably while leaning to my ċhėst. The sight of her delights me and I realize how crazy in love I am with her. Before meeting Violet, I don't know I would be able to love someone this deeply. My cold exterior with people was starting to melt slowly by being around her. She brings warmth back to my life.

After reaching Violet's room, I pushed the door open and was immediately hit by Violet's scent all over the room. I couldn't get enough of her scent, it's like drugs, very intoxicating. The wolf inside me which has been asleep for days stirred and woke up from his slumber.

"It's mate's scent," he purred while stretching his body. My wolf tends to sleep for days to replenish his energy, or so he said. But for what I think he is just lazy and uses it as a reason to sleep longer.

"Are you finally awake, you dog?" I snarled at my wolf's laziness.

"What an insult," he growled.

I ignored him and placed Violet on her bed. Having to bear Violet's weight, the mattress dipped down, as if trying to devour Violet's petite body. She snuggled to her bed comfortably but then frowned and started to whɨnė.

"Take this off," she whɨnėd and started to pull the collar of her dress. She was wearing a high collared dress that covered her neck. I get that she is uncomfortable, but how am I supposed to take it off?

My hands slowly reached the ribbon that binds her collar and pulled it off uncertainly. I didn't know if this ribbon was connected to another part of the dresses or not so I tried to pull it as slowly as I could. Fortunately, the ribbon was only used to tie her collar so it was safe to say that I didn't open her dress too much. I didn't want her to think that I was taking advantage of her drunken state.

I exhaled in relief and sat on the edge of her bed, "You are not allowed to drink anymore," I pinched her cheeks softly. Now that she was sleeping soundly, I noticed that I didn't make the wrong choice of calling her my little rabbit. I remembered I used to raise a little rabbit back when I was a child. It had brown fur and a chubby body, it was a very lovely one. It seems that I've found myself yet another lovely rabbit.

I placed a little kiss on her forehead and sighed, "How the hell am I supposed to leave you?"

"Are you going to leave me?" Violet who now had her eyes open asked.

"Sorry, did I wake you up?"

She shook her head and asked again, "Are you going to leave me?"

"I am only leaving for a few days," I stroked her head gently.

She stared at me with a pained expression, "Do you not want me too?"

I gawked my eyes at her question, "That's nonsense. There's no way that I don't want you, you are all I ever wanted in life."

"Then why are you leaving?"

"There's something that I need to do in the other pack's territory," I explained.

She tugged on the hem of my sleeves and asked, "Can't you take me with you too?"

"I want to, but I can't," I smiled sourly, "It's not safe for you to go with me. You will be a lot safer here."

"Why?"

"Because it's very dangerous out there, Violet. I can't guarantee that you will be safe even with me around you," I took her hand in mine, "I don't want anything bad to happen to you."

"But—"

"Vi, I promise I will make it quick," I cut her off, "But I need you to stay safe so I can rest ȧssured and work faster, can I request that off you?"

She let out a little sigh and hesitated a bit but still nodded her head down. I smiled at her and ruffled her hair, "Good girl." I tucked her under her sheets and stood up to go back to my room, but stopped when Violet took hold of my wrist.

I turned my head back to her and asked, "What is it, rabbit?"

"Don't leave me," she said. It seems that she's still a little drunk, hence the little courage she had to ask me to stay by her side. If she is conscious, I doubt that she will try to voice her feelings, but still, I was happy that deep down she wanted to be with me.

"I won't."

The yellowish lights that emitted from outside of my window made contact with me as soon as I open my eyes. The first sight I saw after waking up was the bright sun which was amidst the blue of the sky and green of the forest. I squinted my eyes open and rubbed it softly, waking me from my drowsiness. After gaining my consciousness, I noticed that I was leaning on something hard, something that is not my fluffy bed.

"Are you awake?" A hoarse voice sounded out, alarming my whole body which rose up immediately as its reflexes.

I look back to the voice and noticed it was Luke, "Why are you here?"

He shrugged his shoulders up, "You are the one who asked me to not leave you last night," a mischievous smirk appears on his face, "Besides, it's not as if it was the first time we have slept together."

I frowned at his statement, not remembering anything that happened the night before. He noticed my confusion and asked with a shocked expression, "Do you not remember anything from last night?"

I shook my head, "What happened?"

"Oh, you wouldn't want to know what had happened," he chuckled, "Do you still want me to tell you?"

I gulped my saliva and nodded my head slowly. Did I do something bad?

"Well, first off, you puked on my shirt," my eyes started to dilate from the very beginning of his story, "Right after, you couldn't hold your urge to pee so you wet your dress," I immediately look over to my dress, "Which is obviously dried out now," he laughed, "Then—"

I covered his lips with my fingers and looks away bashfully, "I don't want to hear it anymore."

"Really?" He held my hands, "But there's more. You—"

I glared at him and escaped from his grip, leaving him laying on the bed alone. "Where are you going?"

"To change," I replied. How did I even sleep with the same dress I peed on? That's very dirty and... embarrassing, "I'm sorry for puking on your shirt."

"You know saying sorry is not enough," he raised one of his eyebrows, "I have a favor to ask."

"What is it?"

"Can you accompany me and spend your whole day with me today?" he requested.

"Why should—"

"You said you are sorry," he grinned, "It was an expensive shirt."

I opened my mouth to reply but hesitated, then just decided to comply because I felt guilty, "What will we do?"

Some parts of me didn't believe that I did what he said I did last night, but I just can't seem to remember what had happened. The last thing I could recall was talking to Emma, who asked to toast with me countless times. I feel like I was being deceived but I had no choice but to believe.

He smiled widely and instead of answering my questions, he said, "Change fast, I will wait for you at the front door," he then went out of the bed and marched to the door, "Don't take too long, okay?"

I wonder what kind of things he had in mind to make him so impatient.