Mated to my human best friend.
Chapter 9.
Kate.
I think something is going on with Kyle. I've been noticing him coming over to my place a bit too often since he broke up with Tina. He never stopped talking about her. He goes on and on like a broken record.
But why does it feel like it's all a facade and there's something else eating him up?
Why do I feel he’s no longer sincere about Tina? Is he cheating on her? No! For goodness' sake, what am I thinking? The Kyle I know can never cheat on her because he loves her too much.
So what is this? What's eating him up? He looks conflicted and I'm not sure why. I must find out what is bothering him.
I was surprised when he told me to stay and celebrate my birthday with him. I wanted to say no, but I don't know what came over me when I told him yes. Why did I do that when I knew my mate would be waiting for us in the Pack? Is Kyle really more important than my future mate or have I lost my mind?
"I told you to stop being friends with him," my wolf nagged. "He’s a bad influence on you,"
"Can you stop saying bad things about him, Wolfy? He’s our friend,"
"He’s your friend and not mine," she snapped. "Our mate will be my only friend and my companion. I don’t want to be friends with any other male except our mate, not even that disgusting human you call your friend,"
I don’t understand why she hates other guys. She always talks about this unknown mate all these years. She forbade me to date any other guy.
"Only our mate can touch us," That was her catchphrase.
Oh shit! When can I be free from all this nagging of hers? She has been saying this for the past 4 years since I got to know her. If she says a few words to me, 99 percent of the words will be about our mate. I can’t wait to meet this mate of ours and finally have some peace of mind.
"You shouldn’t have promised him. Why did you do that? Why should we keep our mate waiting because of this disgusting human friend of yours?!" She screamed.
I have had enough of her craziness. Can't she let me breathe without mentioning our mate?
"Shut your trap, wolfy. Can you tell me what your problem is? What is wrong with you? Can't you think of anything else other than our mate?"
"Can you tell me who else I should be thinking of? Who should I think of, Kate? Or do you want me to abandon thoughts of our mate and start thinking of your useless Kyle?"
"I’m staying with him, and that's it. If you dare provoke me or say one more mean word about him, I will be staying here forever without helping you find our so-called mate," I threatened.
"You wouldn't dare,"
"Wanna bet on it? I don't owe you shit, Wolfy. I know nothing about you, not even your name. You refuse to tell me anything about you because we are yet to meet our mate,"
She growled, "Don't push it, Kate! I won’t tell you my name. You will get to know my name on the day we meet our mate!"
Having had enough of her bickering, I ignored her and focused on Kyle. He picked me up and started licking my face.
"What are you doing?" I asked. "Why are you licking my face when you are not a dog?"
Gotta admit I like his touch. But I can't tell him that. He might just freak out.
He dropped me down and started apologizing, covering his fly with his hand. My gaze was set on the fly of his pants that he was covering. Why was he covering it? Is something wrong with him?
I asked him what was wrong, but he said nothing and that he just needed to use the bathroom. He quickly excused himself to use the bathroom, with his hand still covering his fly.
I directed him to the bathroom, and I tried to take my mind off whatever that was making him act funny.
I was about to go make some food when my werewolf hearing went active. It picked up some sounds. I looked around to see where it was coming from. It was coming from the bathroom, where Kyle was. I was shocked when I heard him mention my name.
What the hell is going on in there? Is something wrong with him? Why is he mentioning my name in the bathroom? Is he on the phone with someone?
"Ahhh!" I heard him moan.
Then I understood what all this is about. I might still be a virgin, but I watch lots of movies that contain adult sex, and I know what that means. He’s jerking off and moaning, but why is he mentioning my name when he was supposed to call his girlfriend’s name?
I stood at the doorstep. I didn’t mean to listen, but my legs couldn’t move. No, I don't want to leave. I kept listening to how he was stroking and moaning my name while he was jerking off.
"Are you not a pervert?" My wolf started again. "Why are you listening to him? You are not supposed to hear or listen to someone that isn’t our mate moan,"
I knew it. I knew she was going to mention our mate again. Why did the moon goddess give me such an uptight wolf in the first place? Is it too late for me to change her for a less uptight wolf? I'm fed up with her!
I ignored her but she continued to nag. I listened attentively to Kyle's moaning. His moan sounded like a heavenly melody in my ears. I don’t hate that. I got the urge to open the door and satisfy my craving for him.
Wait. What am I thinking about? For goodness sake, this is my friend. Maybe he made a mistake in calling my name instead of Tina, and here I am craving what’s not mine.
Why am I suddenly getting greedy for him? Is he a bad influence on me, as my wolf claimed? No, I don’t think so. I should stop being a bitch. I should stop thinking of my friend like this. This has to stop.
"Hey, what's taking you so long? Are you coming out or what?" I yelled. I’m frustrated, and my panties are dripping wet just from listening to him moan.
"Give me a minute!" He responded. His voice sounds hoarse. It makes me excited.
After a few seconds, Kyle opened the door. Our gazes met, but he quickly stared in another direction. Is he avoiding eye contact with me? Or is he ashamed that I knew what he was doing in there? Or Is it because he realized he made a mistake by moaning my name while jerking off? Was that why he was ignoring me?
I don’t think all that matters. He could never believe it if I told him I heard him loud and clear when he was moaning my name.
"Why are you avoiding my gaze?" I asked him. "Is there something wrong?"
"No, I'm good," he stuttered, looking down, trying to hide the guilt In his eyes.
I hate that he thinks I'm gonna judge him. How could I? I think he got excited that he's back together with his girlfriend. I can’t blame him for jerking off in someone else's house. After all, he’s a man.
"Stop the lies. You are avoiding my gaze, but I won't force you to say anything. You can have your seat. I need to cook for both of us."