Mates of a Werewolf Hunter
Chapter 32 Daddy On The Way

Valentine Winters P.O.V

“W-wrong n-number” I stuttered.

“Really ?” He asked looking amused. He took a couple of steps approaching me.

“Why are you in a pool of tears if it’s a wrong number ?” He interrogated completely not buying my constructed fib.

I just kept my trembling self and quivering lips shut.

“Hmm ?” He dragged.

“I want the truth!” He growled leaning down above my face.

I closed my eyes tightly before answering. “M-my d-dad.”

“He’s coming ?” He questioned.

I nodded. “Yes.”

I slowly opened my eyes to look at his face, only to peruse complete disappointment with a look of betrayal clearly evident in his eyes. His lips were in a firm thin line and he looked to be having a million thoughts running through his head.

“After everything I’ve sacrificed for you, this is how you repay me ?” He asked.

I kept silent.

For now, that was the only thing that was comfortable and safe for me.

Silence.

Quiet.

No noises, not a single sound.

Until he broke it.

“Tell me!” He roared.

I locked my eyes upon the ground.

I told my dad not to come.

Is it still my fault ?

" I-I just w-wanted t-to h-hear h-his v-voice ” I stammered.

“I hate you” he sneered.

I felt my heart break into a million pieces when I heard those three simple words and a tear flowed down my cheek.

He sat on the bed, clenching and unclenching his jaw. Balling his hands into fists tightly before standing up again.

He shook his head.

“I’m not gonna let him take you away from me.” He said.

“You can’t take a person who’s mated right ?” He queried.

I furrowed my eyebrows.

Where is he going with this ?

What is he thinking ?

He looked over at me, his eyes locking with mines.

“Once we’re mated, he can’t take you away from me.” He said slowly taking dangerous steps towards me, his eyes turning a shade darker.

I too stood up slowly, not liking the sudden frame of mind. I started backing away from him.

“Don’t back away from me.” He growled lowly and in a mere second, he slammed me onto the wall.

Sandwiching me between the wall and himself. I tried pushing on his chest but he didn’t even budge.

He pinned my hands on either side of my head as I kept both of my hands in tight fist.

“N-No.” I tried to struggle.

He looked directly into my pleading eyes, breathing heavily; his nose flared.

“Why must it always be difficult for me cause of you ?” He questioned.

“P-please, don’t do this, j-just l-let me g-go.” I begged.

He released my hands from his tight grip. My wolf was asking me to comfort him.

How ? I can’t do that.

“Touch his face.” She instructed.

No. He won’t like it.

“Just do it.”

I picked up my left hand with anxious eyes and placed it gently over his left cheek. Tracing over his cheekbone, I pleaded. “Please”.

I wanted him to calm down. He placed his hand over mines that were on his cheek and leaned in so that our foreheads was touching. His breathing slowed down and he seemed a little unwind.

He closed his eyes and wrapped his other hand around my waist. “I need you, Val.” He breathed out.

“I want you, you’re mine, don’t leave me.” He said while opening his eyes slightly.

“I-I’m h-here.” I spoke lowly.

He brushed his lips against mine before kissing me slowly.

There was something different about this kiss though. From all the kisses that we’ve shared, it was always brisk and of hunger.

This kiss was slow and sweet.

A different side of him.

I wanted to pull away, but my wolf was begging me not to. She has always wanted her mate.

He slid his hands down my hips. Massaging them.

I wrapped my hands around his neck before burying my fingers in his jet black hair.

Suddenly I felt as this was going too slow, I picked up the pace of our kiss. I felt

my body burning up.

Wherever he touched me, it seemed to cool down the heat.

I tugged on his hair craving something and wanting more than what’s he’s giving me now.

I slid my hands down over his stomach. A low growl rumbled from him.

I liked it. I loved that he feels this way.

He tightened his grip on my hips, pushing my hips towards the wall before pressing his lower half against me.

He grabbed onto my butt, carrying me making my legs wrap around his waist. I unintentionally grind myself against him making him moan out and bite my lower lip.

I could feel his not so little friend growing against my womanhood, which only got me more excited and heat to pool between my legs.

He pinned both of my hands on each side of my face with his and plunged his tongue into my mouth. Exploring it before fighting with my own tongue for dominance.

Eventually, he won making me whimper.

I unconsciously grind myself against him once more and he began rolling his hips onto me. I gasped surprised and moaned, pulling away from his lips.

He grind himself against me making me cry out for him. There was a painful burning in the pit of my stomach.

I need to put the fire away.

He breathed against my ear, loosening his grip on my hands.

“Touch me.” He whispered.

“Feel me.” He instructed.

Nathaniel Martin P.O.V

My little girl.

I need to save her from him, she’s too fragile.

I got in my car, clicking up the seat belt and turned the engine as it roared to life.

I picked up the GPS and tapped the letters ‘Auburn Legacy Hotel’ in the search box.

This is it!

I’m bringing my little girl back and I will never let him take her away from me again.

I did the same mistake twice.

Not again.