Rane’s Mate(10)

Chapter 4




Kirby looked around at Faith’s packed house. All the new werewolves she had met, plus some she hadn’t yet, were filling the huge house.

Glancing around again, she told herself she wasn’t looking for him, but when she spotted him in the corner talking to a werewolf that she hadn’t seen before, Kirby fought herself not to sigh. Looking Rane over from his massive feet, and slowly moving up his toned, leather-clad legs to his muscle-clad, tight white shirt, Kirby involuntarily licked her lips and bit her tongue to stop herself from sighing. Damn! She couldn’t help it, Rane’s body was what she imagined a god would look like. She glanced up at his face, sighing, he was better than a god. When she noticed his full lips turned up in a smirk, her head shot up to his eyes only to groan when she saw him staring straight at her. Shit, shit, shit, she’d been caught. Staring into Rane’s eyes, she didn’t dare turn away, especially when the bastard’s smirk turned into a full-blown smile.

Groaning, she turned her head away, hoping to find someone she knew. Kirby saw Sara looking around frantically for someone to save her as Tray was coming her way.

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Coming over, Rane patted Tray on the shoulder as he noticed Tray’s mate had walked away after yelling at him.

“Well, at least your mate is talking to you and knows she is your mate. Mine has no clue.”

“Yeah, she said that she thinks I’m hot and I caught her checking me out earlier, but then she went on about how we’re not mated or whatever the hell we werewolves call it. Then she said something about me not having meet her family, or even gone on a date. Argh, women are so confusing!”

Rane chuckled. “I agree one hundred percent.”

Faith came up on her tiptoes to whack both of them on the back of their heads. “You are both idiots.” She whacked them on the head again. “What have you two done to my friends? You werewolves have no clue about women. You are so lucky it’s my birthday weekend and they can’t run away, because I’m telling you now, I’m the only reason those girls are still here. I heard some of that conversation and I will spell it out for you, Tray, like I would one of my six-year-olds.”

She turned to Rane. “You might want to listen too.” Turning back to Tray, she continued. “Sara has been planning her wedding since she was a little girl. For Christ’s sake she has a book with picture cutouts of dresses and cakes. She also loves her family and is a major daddy’s girl, through and through, so if I were you, I would woo her and give her a big wedding, meet her parents, and give me a chance to wear one of those ugly bridesmaid dresses. Suck it up, not all women are like me. Go home, tomorrow come with some peach roses—they’re her favorite. If I find out that you have humiliated her again, you’ll wish that you were dead. Got it? Do I need to say that slower?”

Tray stared wide-eyed at Faith and nodded his head as he replied. “Got it, woo her, family, big wedding, all of that crap.” He growled as Faith kicked him and shooed him away to a room full of werewolves’ laughter.

Chuckling at his sister-in-law shooing away one of the meanest enforcers, Rane was too distracted to see Faith elbow him in the stomach.

“I would so not be laughing, Rane. Your mate thinks you’re an arsehole and that you don’t like her.”

“What! Why would she think that?”

Faith shook her head, muttering. “Dumb idiots, all of them. Look, the way you acted tonight made it look like you didn’t want her there, or fighting with us. I, and all the werewolves, know why you acted the way you did, but she’s human, so she doesn’t. Think about it, what do you think she thinks? I’ll give you a hint, she definitely doesn’t think she’s your mate. She’s not too fond of you. She just got away from her controlling brothers.”

“Fuck! What am I supposed to do? You said not to claim her tonight.”

“Idiot.” She yelled the next bit, looking at every werewolf in the room. “If I find out that anyone claims their mate like Tray did with Sara, I will personally castrate them. A girl wants to get to know a man first, or at least meet him more than once before she’s mated for life.” She turned away from the group and back to him. “Talk to her, Rane, get to know her. Stop with the frigging insults, be nice. Do you know what that means? Give a compliment.”

“I have had a relationship with a woman, Faith.”

Faith punched him.

“Ouch! What was that for?” he asked, rubbing his chest. She might be little but she was lethal.

“I hit you because you’re a fucking idiot. Your mate is not just some woman, this is the one woman meant for you.” She turned and walked away, headed in the same direction that Kirby and Sara went.