Are You My Mate? novel Chapter 6

I haven't been training at our training grounds or the gym in what seemed like years, so I haven't seen Dean. I want to see him so bad, but I made a promise to Areta and she will definitely remind me if I let her down.

It's hard to not to have any guilt, when the voice in your head won't stop reminding you that you let them down. (Yes she does that, a lot)

I have really been sore and I'm bruised, so I've been wearing slacks to work. Areta is purposefully taking her time to heal me, so that I get used to pain. I think she's training me to become the next top warrior of the pack. (Hey, that would make a great show or book)

"Where are the legs today?" asks Jaison, from beside me as I look through some dried pasta for something to cook for tonight. Sometimes the housekeeper cooks and sometimes I cook. (I need to learn for my mate and future pups)

 "They're battered and bruised" "Why!" "Are you hurt?!" "Yeah, they hurt, because I've been training" "Oh you had me worried," "Are you worried about me or my legs?" I ask remembering how he acted the last time he saw them on display.

"Both," "You and your legs are both very beautiful," "If you want I could massage them for you," "How noble of you, but I'm fine" "It's a part of my training" "Yeah, but you don't have to suffer" "I'll be fine a friend from work recommended Epson salt" "Yeah, that's good but a massage from yours truly, will have you like new" "Unless you want freckles to do it" He says as he makes a face.

 "Don't make fun of him," "If you get mad over that little comment then you definitely wouldn't like the things I've heard about him," he laughs as he adds something to my cart, but I'm too mad to see what it is.

"That is very mean of you," "You know that Alpha Lawrence won't want to hear you or anyone else talking like this," "What's wrong with it?" "It's the truth, he has freckles," "Will you tell on me,?" he asks with a chuckle as he pokes at me, causing me to roll my eyes at his teasing. (I'd hit him if I wasn't so sore)

 "You're such a jerk," I say before I walk off, leaving the cart and all of it's contents. I'll get a new one, and since he's been throwing things in there, he can keep it. "Baby wait!" he yells as he grabs the cart and hurries after me.

"Go away Jaison, I don't have time to deal with jerks like you," I say as I turn down another isle to get away from him. "Then why are you crushing on the biggest jerk of all,?" "He is not a jerk!" "You don't even know him!" he looks at me surprised.

''I'm sorry" "It's just that you should never bad mouth anyone, if they're not around to defend themselves," "Yeah, sure that's it," He says clearly not believing me. "Look... you can always come to me, if it doesn't work out with him" "I really like you, and I think if you give me a chance, you'll like me too" he says when I don't say anything.

"Let's not talk about this right now" I say feeling terrified at the thought of Dean not being who I thought he was or who I think he is. (He would never hurt me, even if, he used to be a jerk to everyone else in high school)

"Fine, I'll help you shop" "No Jaison, someone will think that we're dating" "Hey, I'm cuter than ketchup head," he says as he runs his fingers through his blonde locks. (Trying to look desirable, but failing)