My Son 51

Chapter 51 

so, it didn’t go the way you want it, 1 take it?” He questioned, 

“Well would you want your mate in say that to you?” 

*Well, I’m mateless,” Sawyer smiled, “But no, I cain’t invagine I would.” 

I nodded absently, staring at the family picture on the wall in his office. It was one of the few we had of Mom and Dad, me, Caleb and Sawyer, and the one in here was nove of my favorites. 

“So, what happened?” He prodded. 

“Well, I laid it all out like you and Leon both told me to. I told her about her probable brother. I told her about being bound and probably a Lycan if Ethan isn’t lying. And I told her that I think she’s my mate, And she got really scared and insecure about everything. No matter what I said it didn’t seem to matter. She even asked if I told all my brides that I think they’re my mate, like it’s some kind of pick–up line. But again, she’s the one who wanted to stay. she asked if she could leave then came up with a plan to stay. I don’t understand. She should be happy that I’m her mate, that we get forever.” 

Sawyer sighed and gave me a serious look. “I know what she offered you, Rhys, and I know how you took it. But did you ever think the might not have been looking for a mate? I mean, she bared the mark of another man and didn’t even know. The idea of a mate might actually be terrifying for her. 

I felt my frown deepened. He was right. My wolf was right. I was kid this about me, but it might have absolutely nothing to truly do with me. 

“Thanks Sawyer, I’ll let you get back to work.” 

He nodded, and 1 showed myself out. I didn’t go straight back to her room. I wanted to honor her request for space. 5o. 1 went for a run first, and before finally feeling like the time was right to go talk to her again 

1 knocked on her door before opening it. She was sitting on the bed, baging a pillow. She looked up at me with those crystal blar eyes, and I took that as my permission to come in. 

“Look Grace,” I said as I sat next to her on the bed. “I’m sorry for dumping everything on you like that. Especially the mate part. I’ve debated telling you a while, but I didn’t want you to feel forced into something you weren’t ready for or didn’t want.” 

She grabbed the whiteboard, and I could tell she was trying to act confident, but her nerves were still show 

*I accept you as my mate.” She wrote, and a huge weight lifted off my chest. 

“This is wonderful, Grace!” I tried to contain my happiness, but I couldn’t help but smile broadly. 

She turned her board back toward her and began writing 

ing again. 

“But I need you to think about me and my needs and try to” She wrote, and then there was an arrow pointed down and a person. I took me a minute to figure out the last word. She was asking me to understand her position. Her thoughts. Her everything. 

“Yes. Yes, of course, Gracie,” I assured her. “I will always do everything in my power to support you. To give you whatever you need.” 

She gave me a small smile, and started to write again. When she turned the board around, I was not prepared for the two little words on it. 

“Mark me 

The Unwanted Daughter’s Alpha King 

Chapter 52 

I don’t know where the stage to ask him came from, boot I had done it. And none I stared at Alpha King Rhys’s face as he read what wrote, and watched It morph into shock, but there was also more than a hint of desire in it 

“Brave, honey.” He shattered 

ed slightly, the cool, calm and mollected Alpha was failed, and I started to think I had read everything wrong. “I want in mark you. I very, very much want to, and I need you to understand that. But “ 

1 knew there was a but coming, but I was 1 wanted to know the why. If I was really his mate, he would mark me, no hesitation. I had been right; this was just a ploy to keep me as his bride 

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“Pot you are still bring someone else’s mak, which could severely harm you, like what happened after or kis last time. I have been so careful not to go too far. I won’t ask you, CT.” 

I frose. He was worried about me after what happened last time? There had been a distance since then while also a new closeness until this moment. He had been trying to protect me. 

“Please.” I tried again. “I want you to mark me.” 

“No, Grace. Not till we get rid of that other mark on your neck.” He told me again. “I won’t do that to you. We ran wait. I’ve waited this long, I can wait 

“No.” I panicked a little. I needed him to do this. I need him to prove how much be wasted me. I needed him to make this real. To prove it wasn’t all going to just fade away like an illusion. 

“Gracie, just because I’m not marking you, doesn’t mean my feelings for you change at all.” He tried, I think he noticed the panic in me because he moved closer, so our knees were touching, “Why does it matter so much to you?” He asked brushing my hair out of my face. 

“You promised.” I tried bringing up what he had said 5 minutes ago about meeting my needs. “This is a need.” Then I drew the down arrow again and a person standing. 

“But I don’t understand,” He frowned. “I promised to protect you and take care of you, not harm you, and that’s what I would be doing ” 

I thought for a moment. I didn’t know how to explain to him my thoughts, I considered talking out loud for the first time in a long time, but I thought against it. I didn’t know how to spell many things, so communicating beyond the basics was getting harder. No one had ever cared this much about my thoughts before. Was I being gullible? That’s why I needed him to mark me. So, I knew the truth. I needed to know the truth. That he was serious about us 

“Your mark will no more his mark. You’re the Alpha King.” 1 wote after a long moment. 

“But we don’t know that for sure.” He 

e argued. 

“It will I can take the pain.” I insisted, scribbling my response before he was even done. 

“But I don’t want you to take the pain!” He raised his voice in frustration. 

“It will take away the old mark. You are powerful. Most powerful. I can do this. Trust me!” 

He was silent for a long moment. I could see his want and longing trying to persuade the logical side of his brain that was telling him this was a bad idea He wanted this, and that was almost enough for me, Almost. But I need the illogical side to win. Because I would either die of pain and filled with false promises that I believed, or question everything, never fully believing my mate. If that’s what he really was. 

“It will hurt, Grace. It will hurt a lot.” He said after a long moment as if that would change my mind. 

“I know.” I wrote back. “But I can do it.” I had dured so much in my life. A little more pain for something that could be amazing seemed worth something. This pain seemed worth something, 

“Okay.” He finally relented. “I know you keep saying that the pain will be okay, but you also need to know that when we both bare each other’s marks, you will go into the heat. And I’m not sure anye has ower told you about the heat since you know very little about wall culture. But it will cause a strong desite for sexual activity.” 

I hesitated for a moment. Was I ready for that? What would it be like? Would I lose complete control over myself? Despite my inner turmoil over this new