The goddess knows best,
Especially when you don't
~Mel B.

War couldn't sleep. It had been two hours. Two hours since he and his mate laid down in bed together to sleep. She wasn't asleep. She had been blinking, tossing and turning for the past 120 minutes.

He could smell her fear, smell the unsettling scent of hers. He wish he knew what to do or say...but he didn't. Then she began to slip out of the bed.

At first he thought maybe she would go to the bathroom, but through his keen hearing he knew her feet were going to the left...where the door was.

Opening his bedroom door quietly, but not quiet enough, she slipped out of the room, leaving a pained War. The anger and betrayal was swift, as if someone jabbed a knife into his sternum. It took his breath away...

He could hear her gentle foot patters down the steps, a specific step creaking loudly before she rushed down the steps.

War cursed under his breath, quickly slipping out of bed and rushing out of his room. Pomelia was small, she couldn't have gotten that far... Once he got down the steps, he could still smell her scent, strong actually. Throwing open the front door with a calloused heart, he was ready to shift and find his run away mate...

"Goddess please help me...I don't really know what to do."

There his mate was, sitting on the steps, shivering and staring up at the full moon. "I...I thought I was on the right track. I chose to become a novice, I wanted to be a priestess and serve you...but now I'm here a-and I don't know what to do."

War quietly listened to his mate, the anger that festered up in him slowly fizzing out. "What if he's not nice to me...I don't know what to do or say. Everyone's so intimidating here...I just need some type of sign that everything will be okay? Maybe..." She trailed off, and gasped loudly, frozen in place.

"Pomelia?"

He couldn't listen to her talk to the moon...it was odd in his eyes. He knew the goddess was real but the chances of her listening to Pomelia were slim in his eyes. A gentle breeze had her nervous scent wafting to his nose, breathing in her vanilla bean scent.

"War! I'm so sorry, I-I just wanted fresh air," she gulped, quickly rising to her feet and giving him a regretful look. She wrung her hands together tightly, as his eyes met her glassy ones.

For some reason he felt bad and he didn't even do anything wrong. "It's okay," he told her as another hard shiver wracked her body. He needed to get her inside. Her body was covered but the material was thin...he didn't want her to catch a cold. "Let's go inside."

He held his hand out for her, hoping she would grab it. He needed to touch some part of her body. Just to make sure that she was still real and not apart of some crazy prolonged dream.

Pomelia's soft hand slipped into his calloused one and he pulled her back inside of the house. They were silent as they walked back up his their room, Pomelia surprisingly holding his hand tight. He had no idea what changed in her but didn't care to ask. She seemed happy now?

Once he closed the door to their bedroom, he turned around to see her directly behind him. He almost jumped if he didn't feel her warm heat behind her. "Are you okay?" He questioned her in confusion, watching her cheeks begin to flush.

"I'm sorry for being mean. I really am, I was just unsure about everything," she confessed as War nodded his head slowly, wondering where all of this was coming from. "You're a gift and I've been treating you like an awful curse."

No one ever really apologized to War. Never. He wasn't worthy of it, or at least that's what he thought. What he ingrained into his brain...but now his sweet mate was apologizing for nothing really. What was his response? Hell if he knew...

He awkwardly ran his hands through his thick hair. "It's okay...you need rest. Just get in bed," he told her simply as she stared at him for a few seconds a look of confusion on her face. Then she turned around and walked over to the bed.

War flipped the switch on the light and then crawled back into bed on his side, once he was comfy, he looked to Pomelia again. Her eyes were opened yet again but she didn't smell as fearful as she did before.

"Pomelia?"

"Yes, War?"

"Can I hold you?"

Then he heard her moving under the blanket. "My hand? Sure...where is yours?"

War held back a chuckle. His mate thought he wanted to hold hands with her while they slept? He wanted to press her body into his, until it hurt to breathe. He wanted to breathe in her air, he wanted her soft body to press into his muscular one. He wished to share body heat with her and rub his scent into her skin while she slept. That's what he wanted...but he settled with holding her petite hand instead.

"Goodnight again."

"Goodnight."

"War stop that!"

A soft giggle leaves his mate's lips as his tongue slides over her plump lips. She's laughing at him, telling him how much of a wolf he's acting like. Licking over her neck, even nibbling on the slim column, pressing his mouth against her cheek before settling on her beautiful mouth.

"Are you going to kiss me?" She questions him breathlessly, her warm eyes vibrant with hope as she puckers her soft lips. War wastes no time, pressing his mouth against her soft lips, earning a soft gasp from her.

He nips at her bottom lip, forcing her lips to part earning him the prize of slipping his tongue into her sweet cavern. He tasted her. He ran his tongue against hers, over her teeth, and slowly felt her tongue mimic his actions. Then his tongue ran over the roof of her mouth, and she gasped,breaking their kiss promptly.

"War! That felt so weird. No more kissing," she laughed, her cheeks flushing even more as his nose wrinkled, smelling her sweet arousal.

"N-no more kissing. W-wake up, War!"

At the sound of a loud, soft voice, his eyes snapped open. The first thing he noticed was that his mate, a young woman pressed firmly against him.

Her eyes were wide as saucers, and her heart thumped wildly intense her chest. Her curls were haphazardly placed all over the pillow they shared. And those lips...were slightly swollen.

"War? Are you awake now or just...still sleeping with your eyes opened?" Her voice was shaky, and she gasped when he attempted to move a bit. Why was she so pressed against him so tight? His arm was hurting with how tight he was holding her...

"I'm awake," he told her as she exhaled loudly, War mow just realizing how close they were. He could feel her breasts mashed up against his chest, her stomach was touching his and not to mention...his thick erection. "Shit!" He let go of his mate quickly, and moved away from her, quickly sitting up and nervously yanking his hands through his hair.

What the hell was wrong with him? He was as hard as rock, a diamond. The hardest thing on this earth. Then he felt a soft hand on his shoulder. "War...you don't have to be upset. You were asleep when you um kissed me. It's not your fault."

Oh gods. He kissed her?! What was wrong with him?! His wolf didn't see it as a problem at all, he however did. No wonder why he could taste her in his mouth. He thought the dream was just incredibly real. Well her laughing and sorts was certainly apart of his dream. She seemed frazzled and confused in reality...sort of like him right now.

Inhaling deeply, he decided to just calm himself down. She wasn't upset, even though maybe she should be. Taking a few deep breaths then exhaling, he realized something incredibly sweet was in the air... It made his cock twitch.

He glanced back to his mate and saw her looking at him nervously, biting that plump lower lip. Taking another deep inhale, he let loose a growl. That scent was his mate. Her faint arousal...

"I'm going to shower," he told her quickly as she nodded her head, a look of worry still on her face as he awkwardly got out of the bed trying to shield her from his raging erection.

Switching on the water, he quickly shed his pants and hopped in the shower. He wasted no time, grabbing his stiff manhood and roughly taking care of his problem. Imagining it was Pomelia's soft hand on him, instead of his rough calloused one was helpful. Imagining her lips on his definitely helped him achieve his goal.

He came quick with the thoughts of Pomelia raging in his mind. His legs weakened and his breath shortened, before hot ropes of his seed were spurting out, being swallowed by the drain. Once he was done, he made sure all of the evidence was washed away before actually showering like he told his mate he was doing.

After the shower, he brushed his teeth and cleaned out his ears, and then almost walked out of the bathroom naked. This was his usual routine...but he couldn't walk out of the bathroom naked, Pomelia would probably faint. He was thankful he had a towel in his bathroom though...

Wrapping it around his waist, he exited the bathroom and looked to the bed, noticing that his mate wasn't there. He frowned and looked around his room, a sigh of relief when he saw her laying out her clothing on his dresser.

"You can hop in now," he told her as she gathered her clothing in one hand before looking at him. Her eyes looked as if they were about to fall out of her head as they raked over his body.

War liked this. His mate checking him out, lingering on his best assets. Well of course not his dick, that was probably his best asset but she would probably die if she saw it. He meant his muscles...

"Why are you naked?!" She squealed as she instantly looked away. He glanced down quickly making sure his towel was still loosely wrapped around his hips. It was..

"I slept with my shirt off," War told her in confusion, wondering why she felt the need to cover her eyes now. He was exposing the same amount in his eyes.

She shook her head. "No you're all wet and stuff! I...I'm going to shower." He watched her rush into the bathroom, and take a towel right before shutting the doors.

Once he finished dressing, he cleaned up his room. Now that Pomelia was taking a shower he cold clean up some things he couldn't get a hold of last night.

As soon as he finished the last bit of cleaning he heard cursing. Loud cursing. "I fucking hate you!"

War growled, wiping a hand over his face as he opened his bedroom door. What he saw made him roll his eyes in annoyance.

A curvy female accompanied in only her bra and panties, along with another female in a male's grey shirt. The woman in the grey shirt smiled at him, running her thin fingers through her fiery red locks. "Hey War."

"Hey," he said dryly as he noticed Alpha Khan strolling down the hall, cigarette in hand, with a wad of clothes in the other.

He tossed the clothes at the curviest one, while the other waited impatiently, tapping her bare foot against the wooden floor. "Um...I'm sorry Jess. I didn't know you guys were exclusive," she apologized to the taller woman, as she shimmied on her pants and slipped on her shirt.

"Sorry you had to wake up to that, Amber. I'll see you around," Alpha said in the flattest of tones, watching the girl blush before rushing down the hall. War wearily watched Jess lunge for Alpha Khan.

Khan quickly slipped the cigarette in between his lips before grappling with Jess. If it got too physical War would carry Jess out. She didn't like to hit him at least.

"You fucking pig!" Jess got another good hit in to Alpha before he grabbed the same hand she used to hit him with. "Amber! Really? Of all people, the girl isn't stable and you slept with her! You fucking dirty ass pig! You make me have standards yet you have none!"

Khan chuckled darkly, letting Jess hit him one more time before slamming her into the wall. "Oink, oink Jess. I don't ask for loyalty. I ask for you to wash your damn cunt out before you fuck me because I know how many men you sleep with."

War winced when Jess winced. It was the truth. Jess has been with everybody in the pack. Mostly everyone. Except for him and a few males who refused to be apart of her trophy case. Alpha Khan was Jess's biggest prize though...

"You think I'm so dirty but you're the one eating me out like the damn last supper!" She spat, her hands getting ready to spazz out again and hit him. He caught her wrist, bending it back. "Fuck you!"

"Yes you will once you cool off and if I remember correctly you beg me for head. Let's not get cute in front of company," he snarled as he pushed her hand back even more. He was seconds from breaking her wrist. "I told you to use your words and you always have to make it physical," Khan snapped in her face as they all paused...hearing a sneeze.

Turning around slightly, he saw Pomelia staring at all of them with a petrified look on her face. She was in her white novice dress, still looking beautiful. Her curls were now a bit more tame. "Who the hell is she? War are you fucking a priestess?"

"Pom go back inside," War told her as she frowned at him before taking a few steps away and smiling at Jess and Khan.

"Good morning Alpha Khan. Oh and good morning, you have really beautiful hair," Pomelia smiled at Khan and Jess, making them both awkwardly smile at her. Alpha surprisingly let go of Jess.

Jess cleared her throat and flipped her hair, slowly sizing Pomelia up. "Thanks babe. My names Jessie...now who are you exactly and why do you have War looking like he's ready to pass out?"

Because he was ready to pass out! "Oh War is my mate," Pomelia grinned as she glanced at him and he mentally cursed. Why did his face feel flushed? Was he blushing? Why did he feel so excited that she called him her mate?

Jess gasped, flicking her dark locks again. "War? War machine has a mate? I thought you guys weren't worthy of mates...where did he find you?"

Alpha Khan cleared his throat. "War we have business to take care of. Jess can keep your little novice company till we get back."

War sighed loudly. He wanted to show Pomelia around. Breathe in her scent some more. He didn't want Jess to keep Pomelia company. "Don't let her out the house," he told Jess as she smiled sweetly.

"Anything for you daddy war bucks," she flirted as he glanced at Pomelia who was looking at him in confusion. He should explain to her before he leaves...

He took her by the hand and slipped them back into his room. "I'll give you a tour later...okay?"

"Ok. Where are you going? Is it somewhere dangerous?" She questioned with interest as he wanted to snort. He was just going to kill. It wasn't dangerous for him...

Instead of answering, he bent down and kissed her soft cheek. "Don't worry, just stay with Jess. I'll be back," he smiled, the urge to kiss her again was so strong. He tried for her lips and she took a step back. She was blushing heavily now.

"War...we um still don't know each other well enough," she whispered shyly as he nodded his head in understanding. Of course he knew it made sense. She didn't know him and he certainly didn't know her.

The difference between them was that he didn't care. He would mark her and mate her all in a heartbeat, as for his little mate he knew she didn't feel the same...and she wouldn't especially when she found out what his job was in the pack.

"I understand. Just stay with Jess and inside."

She smiled at him, "Oh, of course. I'm just going to count out m dresses then I'll come back out."

He gave her one last smile before he went out to the hallway to see Jess rubbing her wrists and glaring down the hall. "Jess?"

Her demeanor shifted when she saw him. She pushed off the wall, and sauntered over to him, smiling as she attempted to throw her arm around him. He took a step back, growling at her. "What's wrong? You always give me hugs War." That was true. She always initiated it and he always gave her a half of one...but the only female he wanted touching him was Pomelia.

"Can you....not tell Pomelia what most of us do. I want to tell her myself."

Jess frowned, weaseling her arm around his waist...well as much as she could. "She doesn't know yet? You know her sweet little self is going to combust when she finds out that her strong, competent male is wasting away his strengths killing poor civilians for cash."

War's stomach churned. Jess was right. What if Pomelia had family? She wouldn't be proud at all to introduce him to them. She would be ashamed... "War baby it's okay. I'm just so surprised that the goddess would give anyone remotely terrible in this pack a mate. Regular pack members sure, buy you? This is a surprise," she giggled. "Don't worry I like you. You're the nicest one out of the 'warriors' here. I'll keep your secret safe with the priestess."

"Thanks Jess."

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