Savage Mates

Chapter Four: Mate 

Ryan 

My wolf was on edge, he had been all night. We had been into our fourth song of the night when something had shifted. I could practically feel the beast beneath my skin, ready to come out. At first, when the sweet candy-like smell had hit me, I had not understood it. It had taken everything in me to keep playing. I’d had to focus only on the music and keeping the beat for Aaron and the others.

He wanted to run, to find out where that delicious smell was coming from. Who it was coming from. Then I had spotted her sitting at the tables that overlooked the dance floor and it was like everything clicked into place.

Her dark red hair fell around her shoulders in soft, loose curls. I wanted to run my fingers through her hair. I bet it felt just as soft as it looked. My eyes moved down to her wide blue eyes, they were framed by dark long eyelashes. Her kissable lips were coated in a light pink gloss. I wanted to kiss those lips until that gloss smeared. I knew she would be so damn fuckable with her lips swollen from my kiss and that gloss smeared on her face.

She shifted on the bar stool that she was perched on. My eyes were drawn to her long, pale legs. Legs that I wanted to be wrapped around my waist as I pounded into her. Legs that I wanted to be draped over my shoulders as I feasted on her sweet pussy.

jeans started to grow tight as I watched my pretty

practice so much, it was like my body was on autopilot as I kept playing the drums able to keep up with each song until we took a set break and I could

sure what had happened, but I wanted to go to her. To take away that hurt look in her eyes, to see her smile at me as she had

keeping me away from my mate. I wanted to hear her voice, smell her honeyed scent. Feel her body pressed up against mine as we danced. Her friend pulled her out onto the dance floor. Navigating them closer to the stage before they both stopped. My mate looked at her blonde friend, who had gone still. Her eyes flashed a deep shade of amber and her lips moved. But I knew that word. It was the same word that I had whispered when I saw her

‘Mate

was too. That would make things so much easier. Even if she was

her out of the club. I wanted to fuck her until I was the only one that she could think of. My name was the only word she could cry out as she lost herself in me and I lost myself in her. Then I would claim her, feel her with my seed

her pregnant with our child, her throat marked with my claiming bite.

last song before we were taking a break. I nodded and he looked over at our guitarist. Drew, before