Found my mate

He almost sprained his neck as his head whipped around. He took a deep breath just to be sure. There it was, lavender with an undercurrent of licorice. It was the most amazing scent in the world. He turned and started to follow her from a distance. He could just make out her long brown hair as it seemed to float with each step.

She sped up a bit as she noticed the stranger following her. She took a quick peek back over her shoulder and made a turn. Instead of turning right at the next corner she would cross the street. If he crossed as well she'd know he was really following her and not just going in the same direction by coincidence . When he turned right she breathed a sigh of relief. How silly to think such a good looking man was following her. He was much younger than her and way too good looking to be interested in someone like her.

He had seen her glancing back. It wouldn't do to scare her this early on. He turned right as she crossed the street. Cain Baxter had never followed a woman before, especially a human. He'd never had the need, females usually came to him. As a Beta in the local pack he could find a woman whenever he felt the need, and he usually felt the need quite often. But if he knew his wolf, that was going to change. He could feel his wolf in his mind pacing, wanting to follow his mate closely in case any other males got too close. Cain had to remind him that they couldn't just jump her on the street. His wolf would have to learn patience. He'd been waiting for her for close to 200 years, no reason to over react now.

He caught sight of her from two blocks down and continued to follow until she turned into the front door of a medical clinic. He stood outside the door and glanced inside. He couldn't see her so he waited around the corner. After what seemed like an eternity, she came walking out with a male who stared straight at him with bright blue eyes. Cain realized immediately this wasn't a human, he was a Were, one of his kind. The male was holding his mate by the waist, and Cain automatically growled, ready to tear the wolf's throat out to get him away from her. Wait, his mate? Maybe he was too late. Maybe she was already mated. His heart was pounding as he watched them walking down the street. He couldn't believe he had waited this long to find his mate only to lose her to another.

Cain struggled to keep his wolf from taking over and challenging the blue eyed Were. That male had the nerve to walk arm in arm with the woman he thought was meant for him, the one he had been waiting almost two centuries for. Could the fates be this cruel? He continued to watch them walk away, the werewolf turning back to glance at him until they were out of sight. Cain knew he couldn't just let her leave. He had to know for sure if she was meant to be his. If so, he would make the challenge and fight to the death for his mate.

Cain was the best tracker in the pack, and he was able to follow the faint odor of lavender and licorice without a problem. The time alone gave him a chance to calm his wolf. Trying to explain to a wolf not to scare his human mate was a difficult thing. That thought made him stop for a second. She's still human, so she hadn't mated with the Were. Did she know she was consorting with a werewolf? The idea made his wolf push to hurry up and catch up to her, claim her, and take her home. Cain chuckled to himself over his wolf's rash thoughts. He didn't even know who this lone Were was. Cain hadn't recognized him, and he knew every Were within 100 miles of his pack's territory. A rogue? He would have to do some research when he got home. Maybe check with the surrounding packs for any possible information.

Cain watched from afar as the woman and the blue eyed man walked into a small house at the outskirts of town. He noted the license plate of the car in the driveway and walked away whistling to himself. He told his wolf not to worry, they would be back. She would be theirs. No rogue wolf was getting in their way. He couldn't stop thinking about her body, much fuller than the pack females. He wanted to feel her reddish-brown hair running through his fingers. He couldn't wait to have her on her hands and knees in front of him, begging him to take her. The thought of holding her hips as he pounded into her welcoming pussy made his cock hard instantly and set his wolf pacing again. His wolf was so close to the surface thinking of their mate that his green eyes were almost glowing.

Orfila couldn't get the tall hunk of a man out of her head. She had only caught a glimpse of him when she was on her way to meet Ralph, but was he ever gorgeous! Just thinking about him was making her panties wet. Ralph noticed she was daydreaming and walked over to put his arm around her. Orfila immediately walked over to the couch and sat down. She liked Ralph a lot. He had been a great roommate. But he was really too familiar at times. She liked him as a friend, and she'd told him that several times. But she wasn't interested in any more of a relationship with him. Every once in a while he got really touchy and made her uncomfortable, like right now. She had to find an excuse to leave the room.

She needed to be alone with her thoughts about those green eyes. "Ralph, I am bushed, I'm taking a nap." She gave him a friendly smile and walked into her bedroom. She really hoped she wasn't hurting his feelings. Someday he would understand you can't force emotions.