The Unknown Mate

Chapter Fifteen - Nicolai

A/N ~ I apologize in advanced for any words that look like 'beehid' or 'beefore', as my keyboard has moments when it likes to add in random extra/double letters. No joke. It's not me. This chapter isn't amazing, but it's not revealing anything amazing. Please remember that editing will be later on =)

Enjoy!

P.s - I'm really struggling with the new design of the Wattpad website when it comes to saving my work/chapters. Urgh. The new app design is nice though.

P.p.s - Little Mix is an amazing band <3

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Larissa and I swapped shocked looks. She said yes. It'd barely registered in my brain. She said yes! Her body had stopped shaking, although her cheeks still glistened with the fresh tears.

"You, uh, accept?" I stammered out, my heart beating a mile a minute.

Isla threw me an are-you-fucking-kidding-me look. "Yeah," she deadpanned, "Ooh look, the big bad Alpha's st-st-stuttering."

"You're confused."

She batted her eyelashes, the picture of innocence. "I'm sure."

                      

Suddenly Larissa clapped her hands together loudly, making both Isla and I jump. I swung around to face my mates' aunt, and noted the evil sparkle in her eye. Obviously Isla did also, because she began to protest against it.

"Now, now Isla. You've agreed to this." Larissa cackled.

I stared wide-eyed at the former pack doctor. "Why am I getting the feeling you're going to do something bad?"

She smirked at me and winked. "Not for you," she swung her head around to Isla, "to her."

Isla stood up so suddenly she knocked the chair backwards. It flew into the back wall, a sickening crunch filling the room on contact. I stood up, along with Larissa. She stuck out a short index finger, and pointed it straight at Isla. "Do not jump to conclusions." I swung my gaze between the two females, puzzled.

"What fresh hell are you so happy to put me through then!"

Larissa fidgeted. "It might involve shifting, but — BUT," she sent her niece a deadly glare, "That's not why I'm smiling. Although I have to put you through some rigorous testing, which'll be fun, but I'm looking forwards to maybe working this out once and for all."

Isla still had a doubtful expression on her delicate features, and I had to grip my wrists tightly to keep me from trying to comfort her. For her to be that afraid of shifting showed me how serious the situation was, for her and for me. It obviously gave her great pain, and in doing that to her, it was going to worry me immensely. Not to mention if we mated in the future, the pain would then transfer to me.

"When do we start it then?" Isla asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Larissa's face fell. "You see girly, erm, we start real soon. Real, real, soon." Isla visibly gulped at her aunt's admittance.

"So, how soon?" she murmured, already looking resigned to the worst.

"In a couple of hours." Larissa muttered back, eyes downcast. "At least there isn't any more bedrest for you!" She claimed, trying to point out a silver lining.  I just stood there stunned. Family feuds are sorted quickly in their household. Usually my father had to be a mediator for my mother and I. But we didn't have petty fights. I've noticed most arguments Isla's involved in with her mother or aunt are silly, and blow over super quick. Why waste time and energy on a useless disagreement? That was one thing I'd probably never wrap my head around.