Carl:Caveman Instinct series 2.5(25)

"That the kid that did this to you two?" Both my brother and cousin  nodded, but I noticed their gazes didn't leave the woman's arse. An urge  to beat both of them washed over me at the sight of them staring at  what only moments ago I had been staring at. Huh, that was weird.  Mentally shaking off the feeling, I gave a glare to both Oakley and  Andrew. "Stay in line. I'm going to go over and see if I can smooth  things over."

Without waiting for their reply I made my way over to the couple. The  woman was now quietly talking to the teenager who still hadn't stopped  staring my way. The closer I got the stronger my sense that something  wasn't right, that I wanted to beat the shit out of my brother and  cousin for treating the woman the way they had. I was thirty two years  old, too old to want to fight my brother and cousin. And I'd long since  given up on finding my mate.

"I promise if you ignore the dipshits, I'll move you to a new school if you want. One without rich little pricks."

I stopped just out of reach from them. I was close enough now that a  vanilla scent surrounded me instead of the hospital disinfectant. I took  in a deep breath of the heavenly scent and almost moaned as my whole  body hardened.

"What the fuck do you want?" The teenager snarled.

The woman who the vanilla was wafting off of, spun around to face me and  I took a step towards her. Damn, she was not just beautiful, she was  stunning. Super long black lashes blinked revealing dark brown eyes that  looked almost black enough to match her hair. Her nose was straight and  perfect with a slight point. Her lips weren't too full, but they  weren't thin. They were perfect, just like the rest of her. She was a  tiny thing, I bet barely five feet tall, with light olive skin and a  body to die for. Damn. My heart beat faster than I'd ever felt it beat  before. I opened my mouth to reply to the kid, but nothing intelligent  came out. "Mine. You're mine."

"What! What the hell kind of answer is that?" the kid growled.

My mate, my soulmate, who I'd given up hope of ever finding groaned and  her gaze went from her brother to me and back before she mumbled, "Men."  She stepped in front of her brother and narrowed her gaze on me. "Look,  I'm sorry my brother kicked your um … brothers?"

I nodded. I knew if I spoke it wouldn't be anything but caveman talk.

"Arses, but they were being douches. Arron was just protecting me. Can  we just forget about it and put it all behind us? No one will press  charges."

Oh, she was using the threat of pressing charges to keep everything  quiet. I couldn't help the smirk that spread over my face. I crossed my  arms over my chest and stared down at my one, my soul mate. "Really?"

Her relaxed stance changed. She straightened herself up and eyed me up  and down, a smirk of her own spreading across her beautiful face. "Yes.  Really. Now," she nodded her head in the direction of my brother and  cousin. "It looks like they found a nurse and you're going in instead of  waiting with us ‘normal people.'" She raised her hands in air quotes.

Huh, what? What did she mean by normal people? I looked over my shoulder  and sure enough, a nurse was guiding my brother and cousin through to  the rooms. Sighing, because I knew the Silverman name had gotten us  priority, I looked back at my mate, whose name I didn't even know, and  debated what I should do. Did I follow my brother and cousin, who were  still under age at seventeen, or did I wait and get to know my mate?

The choice was taken from me when a nurse walked over to me. "Mr.  Silverman, if you could please come with me as your brother and cousin  are both minors and need an adult or guardian with them."

My mate turned her back on me and I fought the urge to spin her around,  throw her over my shoulder and take off with her. Without saying a word  though, I followed the nurse. I'd find my soul mate again, and soon.