The Witch's Unwanted Mate

Finding Out

Chase's POV

After watching my mate walk out with that human, I was practically fuming.

I tired so hard to keep my wolf under control but he really wanted out.

"Ours! He touched our mate and you're just sitting there!" He yelled at me.

"Chill dude. We have humans here. Also, our mate will be mega freaked out if we ran out there and killed the human boy, because HELLO, she's human" I say rolling my eyes.

"What ever, and you think she's human, but the guys think something different." He replied leaving to the back of my mind.

Ugh. Life is so stressful!

Football practice went well as usual. I went extra hard to blow off some of my anger. I'll go running later to help.

After practice Tim, Deuce, and I piled into my car and began heading to the pack house.

"Guys, when we get in let's go straight to my father to ask about Dez. You can tell him what her smell was." i said to the guys.

Them gave slight nods and I nodded back. I quickly mind linked my dad.

"Hey pops! It's important. We must speak now. Are you in your office." I said making sure he knows we're coming.

We were pulling into the driveway when my father replied.

"Ok son. Yes, I'm here" He said with worry in his voice.

I didn't reply considering we were already at the pack house.

The guys and I opened the door and began walking up 4 flights of stairs to get to my dad's office.

When we got there, I knocked on the door. We heard a faint "come in".

I opened the door and saw my dad looking down at a piece of paper with his reading glasses on.

"Yes son and friends?" My dad said looking up at us and taking off his glasses.

"Well father. I found my mate." I said starting the subject off light.

"That's great son! Who is she? Is she a werewolf? Is she beautiful? IS SHE IN OUR PACK?!! Tell me about her! We have to meet her soon!" My father said. He's getting excited.

"Woah dad. She's amazing but, there's two things that's a little off." I said getting a little sad over them.

"What's wrong?" Dad asked.

"1. She hates me and I don't know why.
2. She's definitely not a werewolf but the guys don't think she's human." I said pointing to the guys.

"What do you mean she's not human? She is a vampire?" My dad said getting angry. He hates vampires.

"No sir. She doesn't smell sweet enough and she isn't pale enough either." Tim said.

"Yeah! She smells like the woods and ginger." Deuce said while nodding.

"I'm guessing you couldn't smell that son." My father said looking at me again.

"No sir. She smelt like heaven to me." I said smiling at nothing.

"Well guys, sounds like she's a witch. Since the main ingredient witches use in their potions is ginger then the smell becomes apart of them. Also, a witch's natural habitat is the woods, it's where their power is the strongest. What's her name son?" My father explained.

I couldn't believe it. My mate was a witch.

"D-D-Dez D-D-Daniels." I stuttered out feeling a chill go down my body.

"Ok. I'll ask Ingrid about her." He said picking up the phone and dialing her number. Ingrid is a witch friend of ours that's.......very keen on gossip.

"Hey Ingrid. My son found his mate and we were wondering if you knew anything about her. We think she's a witch. Her name is Dez Daniels." My father said putting the phone on speaker so we could all hear.

"I haven't heard that name in years. Dez Daniels is one of the most powerful witches in the U.S." Ingrid's raspy voice croaked.

"Wow" Tim and Deuce said in unison.

"Why haven't you heard of her in a long time?" My father asked. Good question!

"After her father died she stopped all connections with the witchery world. Lets just say they didn't mind much." Ingrid said getting her I know dirt voice.

"What do you mean!" I yelled. I would get very upset if Ingrid started talking shit about my mate.

"Well, as far as we know Dez was the only one who was at the scene of her father's death. She also had 3 charms at age 13! Worst of all when the Witchery Council heard about her father they decided to check out the scene. The only thing they found was a dead werewolf with his neck snapped. Dez had telekinesis then so she could have done it. They thought she did but, there was no proof so they didn't execute her." Ingrid said with "that's a shame" voice.

All I remember doing was running out of there and straight to my room. I couldn't deal with these displeasing facts about my mate.

I sat on my bed and thought about everything that I just heard.

My mate is extremely powerful.

The Witchery Council thinks she's a murderer.

She could of killed a werewolf. One of my kind.

This was all to much to handle.

I don't know how long I was sitting there thinking but when I finally decided to get up it was already 11:00 p.m. Wow I skipped dinner. I don't care. I'm not hungry! I want to run!

I ripped off my clothing and jumped out of my window.

Landing on my feet, I quickly shifted into my jet black wolf with yellow eyes.

I sprinted toward the woods. I didn't know where I was going I just needed to run.

20 minutes later I was in the human part of of my territory.

I decided to walk a little out of the woods to see how far I went from my house.

I found that I was in someone's backyard. There was an open window where a light was on.

Then I heard the most angelic voice in the house singing Some of Us by StarSailor.

I was then hit by the wonderful smell of my mate. This is her house! That is her room and that's her singing.

She was singing while doing her hair with whatever the thing is called.

Hot iron.........press wand....... It makes your hair straight okay!

I was just watching and listening to her sing when she stopped suddenly and threw her straight hair thing down and jumped up.

"Shit! Holy fuck! Holy fuck!" She yelled while holding her finger.

She burned herself!

As she was jumping around she went to her window and let the cool air hit her finger.

She sighed and smiled a little.

I barked a little which is a wolf's way of laughing.

She looked startled. Then she noticed me.

I completely forgot she wasn't aware I was here.

She looked scared for a second but quickly covered it up with a scowl.

She closed her window then pulled her curtains so I couldn't see inside.

I backed away in the woods feeling a little hurt about her reaction to seeing me. I think she knew it was me. Hopefully she did or else she might really hate werewolves.

I turned around and ran home.

I've decided to give her a chance to explain to me what happened with her dad. Give her a chance to tell me about her past.

I just need to gain her trust first.