I sat in the kitchen, in one of the dining chairs they have around, waiting for one to come inside so I could confront them about what I figured out. My hands were curled into tight fists on top of the table, and although I kept trying to loosen them, I returned to curl them whenever I remembered what I know now.

I could hear their footsteps walking around, their breathing, their heartbeats. And I have never hated being a supernatural creature as much as I did today. I had a severe urge to curl my head around my hands and never hear again, but I know that was impossible. I would be able to hear even if I tried, we have this strong of an ability of hearing.

Finally, I heard a familiar steps of feet coming inside the kitchen, the same pattern I was getting used to, and the authoritative aura he was radiating plus his addictive scent were a clear give away of his identity. I raised my head up and watched him with soulless eyes, my heart clenching and unclenching inside me as if being ripped apart and then glued back together constantly. I decided I shouldn’t concentrate on the pain in my chest and focus on the Alpha instead.

Suho was rummaging through the fridge, taking a juice pouch and locking our eyes together. The same intensity I have always caught in his eyes whenever we looked was there again, and I could feel a shiver traveling up to the back of my body.

He placed the juice in front of me, having to bend down since he was across the table to reach me, and I found myself taking a deep whiff from his dandelion, musk-filled scent that made me go crazy. He straightened when he was done, and easily occupied the chair in front of me. His eyes were enquiring, inquisitive; and I didn’t hesitate to ask right away.

“Was that girl his mate?”

My clear and crude words surprised him for a mere second, especially when I didn’t bother lowering my voice. I wanted him to hear me, Baekhyun; I wanted him to know I was asking about him, about his affairs. I wanted him to know I care, that I really care so much, and I wasn’t lying when I told them I was their mates. I wanted him to feel the same, he and Suho.

“Not exactly,” Suho answered cooly, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning backwards on the chair. His arms were muscled and they bulged when he crossed them, I could salivate right now at the sheer beauty of Suho and I wouldn’t even be ashamed. “They.. do things together, but they haven’t.. done it precisely. You know mating create bonds and that’s the last thing he’d want.”

“So why is he doing it?” I replied feverishly, leaning against the table with furrowed eyebrows. My move caused me to be closer to the boy, and his exquisite smell attacked me again, on full force. He leaned towards me as well, and the smell of his enticing body was doubled, to the point I could be suffocated in his smell. But, I wasn’t complaining, I wanted him closer to me than before. His beady brown eyes were on mine, hard and calculating, and my heart started clenching again, for a completely different reason.

Suho.. he was a beautiful creature, inside and outside; it seems. Even though he is an Alpha, he didn’t treat anyone as if he was superior, not even me; the spy, the intruder, the crazy werewolf chic who claimed she was their mate. Why was he treating me so nicely? The stark contrast to everyone else were treating me. It’s not like I’m complaining, I’m just utterly confused.

“He’s a wolf, he’s hormonal. Hormones do things to you.” He told me in a soft voice, his guarded eyes softening a little. I wanted him to cross his boundaries and reach for my hand, touch me, and tell me everything would be alright. But I knew I was asking for a lot, so I didn’t dare hope for that. I just sat there like the obedient person that I am and.. shut my mouth.

I didn’t like Suho’s answer. He was giving out a completely unfair, and stupid excuse. But, knowing that they never believed in mates, or any sort of spiritual bond with a significant other, I was more surprised Suho was pure than Baekhyun playing around. And it must showed on my face, because he raised his eyebrows in silent question.

“Why are you not hormonal though?”

I wouldn’t say he was surprised at my question but I would say he didn’t think I would have phrased it this way. His softening eyes hardened yet again, and he pushed the juice pouch closer to me, using his knuckles.

“It’s not that I don’t want.. these things, I simply don’t have time for them. That is actually what I’m here to talk to you about, time.”

“You don’t have time for them? So if you had time you’d do it too?” I shook my head in disbelief, my mouth cracking up in a silent, bitter smile, and I could practically feel Suho oozing with anxiety.

He didn’t know what to do, or say, and I suddenly felt incredibly selfish with putting him in this position, giving him nothing to excuse himself and Baekhyun because I was a pathetic, jealous girl who couldn’t get over the fact one of her mates has a past with human girls. I laid my head on the table, closing my eyes, and I could feel Suho’s body radiating with a negative energy, following my own somber feelings.

“I’ll be leaving for a few days..”

I snapped my head at him with widening eyes, not comprehending what the actual words he was saying. His dark eyes held emotions I could easily read, confusion, wonder, and a pinch of longing he wasn’t supposed to show yet because he hadn’t left still. Was he feeling the mating bond Baekhyun clearly didn’t? That idea made me excited.

“What am I going to do alone?” I found myself asking without realizing I opened my mouth to speak, and for a second so small for me to comprehend, Suho’s eyes looked pained.

“You’ll be fine. The guys will make you feel welcomed.”

I.. wasn’t so sure about that.

-

“Yoojin.”

At night, I heard my name being called from where I was still sitting at the dining table. I lifted my head up and saw Jongin with inquiring eyes looking at me. I looked back at him just as wondrously.

“We are going for a run. Do you.. want to.. come?” He sounded so unsure of himself, so confused; and it showed on his face easily. I rounded my eyes in surprise, because did he just ask me that? I found my eyes wandering to the group behind him, all of them seemingly waiting for my answer. Suho wasn’t with them, which I already expected; because he left earlier, but that didn’t mean I didn’t feel a huge drum of disappointment in my heart.

Baekhyun was with them, waiting for my answer, and he was the only one not looking at me. They were wrapped in jackets and shorts so they’d be easy to dispose of. Sehun was holding a bag in his hands and I assumed this were for the clothes they’d use after shifting.

My wolf purred at the idea of transforming and running alongside a whole pack. Wolves travel in packs, they don’t like