Roman's POV
The moment the Patrick guy was introduced, I knew nothing good would come out of him. The way he looked at my Ken and touched his arms, made my beware alarms ring in my head. I didn't want him close to my mate. They might come from way back in time but things were different now. Ken has me and he should get lost.
I almost growled at Ken's mother when she pulled me into the kitchen and let the friends 'catch up' with each other. I wanted to have Ken where I could see him and not somewhere far.
"Me thought I help you?" I had asked Monroe when I saw the things he said I would help with, already done and clearly not needing my help.
"I just wanted to give them time to catch up before dinner. I knew you would disturb them if you stayed around." He answered innocently and my levels of hate went up in tens.
I sat on a chair as he did whatever it was on his phone. When I finally had enough of this nonsense waiting, I got up and went up the stairs. She called my name and shouted for me to leave them be but I didn't listen.
She couldn't even understand how I felt at the moment. I got got some weird alarms from Patrick. The ones telling me to stay away from him and not let my Ken anywhere near him. It was bad enough they were friends and them being somewhere alone wasn't sitting well with me. It's not that I didn't trust Ken. I trust my mate so much but I didn't trust Patrick to keep his hands to himself.
My Ken was handsome and there was a time that I thought the word didn't do him justice. He was more than handsome. He was a heavenly being. So I know how tempting it is to touch him and explore every inch of his body. I was barely holding myself not to jump him and I knew Patrick would not have much patience like me. I believe I had this much patience to wait because I knew he was my mate and wasn't going anywhere. But there are times like this that I felt threatened.
When I knocked on the door and they came out, I could feel the tenseness in the air. However, I brushed that aside and proceeded to the dining room. Me sitting by my mate was how things had to be but Monroe thought it best to sit beside me and send my mate on opposite side to sit beside Patrick. I was really starting to hate the guy but I held it in. Perhaps he was good and Monroe only made him sound as if he is a threat to me.
But that goodness in Patrick thought was short lived when he started to come out of his shell. With Monroe helping him out, he came all out and I could see who he really was.
"Do you remember that time we played and danced naked in the rain?" Patrick says with a dreamy look on his face as if he is recalling the particular rainy day.
"As if I could forget." Ken snorts and they both laugh.
In their exchanges, I can see that Patrick is a touchy person. Whether he's doing it now or that's how he is, I'm not sure. But since Ken isn't reacting to it, I assume it is how he is. My mate may not react to it but I know I do. I hate how he touches his shoulder, arms and I stop myself from thinking what his hands may be doing behind the table where my sight don't reach.
I continue eating my food with a few glances at the people around me. I'm not really talking much since the stories on the table are all about 'do you remember'. One thing I'm sure of is that I don't remember, so I stay out of it and watch from the sidelines. It is also becoming boring and I can't wait to get out of this place.
"Ken," I call out to my mate and he looks at me with a smile.
"Yes only,"
"Ken have some soup on lip." I tell him and then he smiles at me.
"Come clean my face for me only." He smiles and I move to get up from my sit but Monroe holds me down.
"Don't worry about it Roman. I will clean our Ken for you." Patrick smirks at me and then smile at Ken.
Our Ken? Since when has it been our? It's always my Ken and no one else. Patrick turns Ken's face to him and I watch in horror as he leans to him and lick the sauce off his lips. I didn't expect that and by the look on Ken, neither did he.
"Mmmmm" Patrick moans while wetting his lips. "Your lips taste good than earlier, it must be the soup."
"Excuse me?" I shout at Patrick. What does he mean by earlier?
"You're excused sweetheart. I was just stating a fact. We kissed earlier before you knocked on the door. So I was saying he tasted better now than earlier."
"Only I-"
"It wouldn't surprise me that you are that kind of people that keeps themselves busy with things that do not belong to them. Why would you kiss someone's mate and boast about it? Don't you have yours to kiss?" I ask but it is more of Lyn talking than me. She is really mad at what is happening and lashed out on Patrick.
I barely hear the gasp from Patrick but I ignore it and carry the empty plates on the table, to the kitchen. Lyn was growling inside me and that's why I left the table. There were knifes and folks there that could have been used wrongly out of rage. Ken follows me in the kitchen with an empty plate of his own.
"What's wrong Roman? I know that was Lyn talking earlier."
"Nothing. Me think we go." I tell him.
"About what Patrick said at the table, we didn't-"
"No tell me. Not want hearing it." I cut him off, not really wanting to hear it.
"But-"
"Son can we talk a bit before you leave? I have things to tell you." Monroe comes in the kitchen and glares at me but quickly smiles when his son turns to him. They leave together going somewhere in the house to talk. I leave the kitchen and walk to stand by the front door. I want to leave when Ken comes back from his chat with his mother.
"You know," a voice sounds and I turn to face Patrick approaching me. "You might be his mate but I was his first."
I scoff and roll my eyes.
'Talk about being desperate.' Lyn growls irritated with Patrick's presence.
"Monroe doesn't like you and he likes me. I'm sure you know the phrase, 'mother knows best'; I happen to be the best that he thinks is for her son." He smirks at me but I give him uninterested look.
"Oh please bitch. You can go to hell for all I care. Monroe might think you are best or whatever but Ken thinks you are least. So why do you think Monroe's choices matter to him? He's barely a mother to him and I doubt if he has a say in Ken's life." Lyn retorts while shrugging as if it's no big deal. Well, it actually is no big deal. I can see now that he isn't a threat but just unnecessary dust on our picture (me and Ken's) and I just needs a cloth to clean it up, nothing big.
Patrick growls and raise his hand to strike me but someone holds him back. I smile when I see a very angry looking Ken growling back at Patrick.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Hitting the King's mate can get you executed." Ken pushes him away and he stumbles but luckily stand upright.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes I fine." I whisper.
"Ken I-"
"Save it Patrick. I believed you were better than this. Why would you allow my mother to feed you lies and give you hope at useless things? We had a great friendship but you threw it away when you agreed to be one of my mother's puppets." Ken yells at Patrick and I almost feel sorry for him. "And stop calling me Ken. It's Kenneth to you and it will be best if it be Alpha Kenneth."
"Son," his mother comes in the room and Ken shakes his head.
"We've talked about this Monroe. You lied to me that you wanted to make things better between you and Roman but you ended up messing it up further. What was the meaning of bringing Patrick in all your sick games? I've told you many times that Roman will always be my mate and no one else. It will be best if you get that in your head."
"No son of mine will talk disrespectfully to me! Is it all because of this deformed excuse of an omega?" He hisses hatefully.
"You leave me no choice when you act this way mother." Ken sighs and close his eyes. He opens them a minute later and you could see and feel the changes in the room. His eyes were in his wolf's eye colour and the powerful aura of his is felt making me shiver.
"Patrick Lambert, you are here by banished from the King's territory. You will be escorted off my lands by the King's guard. Your presence in the King's territory will be dealt with immediate death." Ken pronounces in his alpha voice and Patrick is immediately escorted out of the house while kicking and screaming as the guards walk him out.
"Mother I can't banish you off the King's territory because there is father here who would suffer without you. But you are not allowed to come anywhere close to the King's house. You are not allowed to go anywhere near my mate. You no longer have a say in any matter regarding the Kingdom or pack. If you go against any of the restrictions, you will be dealt with accordingly and possibly banished from my Kingdom." He addresses his mother and I watch as he huffs and leave the room. I'm sure he sensed the string presence of Ken's wolf and knew going against him won't end good. The room with just me and my mate is silent until my Ken faces me and gives me a smile.
"I'm sorry about everything I've put you through tonight. I really hoped this dinner would go right but I guess I was wrong." He murmurs and I feel sorry for him. He really was trying so hard to make his mother a good person but that was a lost case. I understand him though.
"Let's go home." I mumble while embracing him. He holds me tightly to his chest and I sigh being engulfed in his warmth and scent.
We leave the house and get inside the waiting car. We stay close to each other until we reach our house. He carries me inside and up to our room, dropping me on the bed. He leans down to kiss me but I turn away.
"Someone licked those lips. Unless you go clean them up with soap, I'm not putting mine on them." Lyn drawls and I chuckle inward.
"Lyn," Ken groans but gets up and walk inside the bathroom. The sound of water greets our ears and I smile.
'You something.'
'That's me being considerate. I would have told him not to kiss us for a week because he let that stupid wolf kiss what is ours.'
'We like Ken kisses. A week is too much. No worries stupid wolf banished.'
'That's why I'm letting him kiss us tonight. I might even let him undress us a bit. That was a good outcome and Monroe won't mess with us no more.'
'We not mate Lyn. Mummy said to wait till 18. Ken no undress us.'
Lyn hums in agreement and then Ken walks in. He sits on the bed and pulls me on his lap then kisses me. I moan in his mouth and wrap my arms around him.
The loud ringing of my phone makes us pull apart and I run to pick it up. Ken stares at me from the bed and I stare back at him, answering the phone call from CJ.
"Hello," I answer and I hear sniffles in the background then CJ talks.
"I've found my mate." He informs me and I smile, happy for my brother and friend.
"Me want meet him."
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Hello!
This is more of a filler chapter since our couple are in the middle of getting ready for the Luna gathering. Lyn is Roman's wolf and they talk to each other and she talks on her own too. Not everyone in my books talks to their wolfs. I hope you understand that and remember always.
I wasn't feeling it but I hope it turned out okay.
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