Chapter 12

Carson^^

Jay's POV

"Shhh doll," I cooed Carson as his breathing started leveling. His inhaler was still in my hand and we were still on the ground. My mate's head was buried in my neck and his fingers were digging into my arms.

Please leave everyone. I want a minute with him. I sent out a mind-link to everyone in the room with the two of us. No reply came, but I heard everyone walkout. Once I couldn't hear anyone else in the room, I moved Carson's head away from my neck. Tears were still cascading down his face and his bottom lip was trembling.

"Calm down doll face, focus on my breathing." I comforted while moving his hands to rest on my chest. His breathing steadied even more as he started to match mine.

"W-why?" He croaked, voice sore. I didn't even need to ask him what he was talking about, I already knew. I shouldn't have brought up that stuff at the table like that, but it just kinda happened. I was already planning on trying to get him to talk to his father and then get some professional help. If he refused to talk to his father I would talk to him, in private. Then we could take the necessary steps.

"I am so sorry sweetheart. I never meant to just come out and announce to everyone everything like that. Trust me, it wasn't supposed to happen like this, but you do need to talk to your father so we can get you, someone, to talk to, and figure out a diet plan for you. You might not want to, but you need to. Once again, I'm extremely sorry for how this all worked out." I confessed. Carson cried some more but still nodded. Good, he wasn't going to fight me on this.

"O-okay. Can you go get my dad? I should talk to him." Carson asked after a few minutes. At this point, he had calmed down fully. I nodded before moving him off of my lap, and to his bed, before placing a kiss on his forehead. I put his inhaler down on his nightstand. A blush grew on his cheeks as I walked out of his room and downstairs. When I got down there everyone was in the living room talking. Sean was biting his thumbnail and he was pacing.

"Carson asked for you to go up to his room; he wants to talk," I told him with a sad smile. He nodded before patting my shoulder and walking up the stairs to Carson's room. I stood there for a few minutes before Carson sent me a mind-link message.

Can you come up? He asked in a nervous voice. I quickly said I would before making my way up the stairs again. When I got to his room the door was already slightly ajar so I pushed it fully open and walked in. My mate was sitting on the ground, once again, with a blanket pulled tightly around him, it was an adorable sight, and his father was sitting on his bed.

Carson motioned me over to him and patted the area next to him. I walked over and pulled him into my lap instead, causing a blush to light up his face. His father looked up at us and smiled, a warm smile.

"So, Carson has agreed to go see a therapist. Someone not a part of this pack, but who does know about werewolves. Then, he's going to go see a nutritionist to help get him eating...properly again. We will go from there, but he's going to need a lot of support. And I know that you will be there for him, along with Miles and Will." Sean explained with a sad smile. Carson was looking down at his lap still, but he was nodding along. I was nodding my head too.

"So, Monday he will go talk to a nutritionist; someone does have to go with him though. It can be both of us if you would like. Or just me, but I am going, that's not up for discussion. You don't have to decide right now, you two can talk about it some. Now, I'll leave you two to chat." My mate's father finished before walking over and placing a kiss on top of his son's head and leaving the room.

Carson and I stayed in our position on the floor for a few more minutes; neither of us saying a word. I was enjoying the warmth of his body on top of mine, and the pressure of his body against mine. It was comforting.

"I'm sorry." He sighed as I started running my hand through the curly mop of hair of his head.

"Huh?" I questioned why he was apologizing. He hadn't done anything wrong.

"I freaked out earlier. I shouldn't ha-" I quickly cut him off.

"You have nothing to be apologizing for. You did nothing wrong, I was in the wrong. You have a panic attack and you freaking out walker wasn't your fault. Look, something bad happened in the past with you, and while I only know about little things, I want you to tell me. No matter what happens I will always be here for you. It's you and me, forever and always." My voice cracked a bit as I said the last sentence. Once again my mate started crying again. I moved us around, so that I was holding him, and moved us on his bed.

"Shhh, calm down doll." I cooed as Carson clung onto me as he cried. We stayed in that position for a while. He had stopped crying, but he was still holding onto me for dear life. I was running my hands up and down in the back, through the blanket, to soothe him. My mate's head was buried between my neck and

"T-thank you. For being here, and just...everything. I'll tell you more about everything that happened later on. Just not today." Carson moved his head to that he could look up at me. I found myself watching his lips more intensely than I probably should have been.

"Were you even listening to me?" He questioned. I nodded without taking my eyes off of his lips; they were just so plump, and pink. So fucking kissable.

"Jami-" I cut him off by slamming my lips against his. Carson gasped at the sudden movements but let his eyes close anyways. I let my eyes fall shut and slowly started moving my lips against his. My perfect mate followed my lead and quickly parted his lips once I bit down on his bottom lip. My eyes rolled to the back of my head when I stuck my tongue on his mouth. He tasted so good, I don't even know how to describe it.

As we kissed Carson fought me for dominance, but when I bit down on his bottom lip he let out an almost silent whimper and stopped. My hands found their way under the blanket, Carson was still wrapped up in, making me push it away from him. His arms, now freed, wrapped around my neck. My hands moved under my mate's shirt and I started feeling every inch of his skin causing him to shudder.

I pulled away from my mate's heavenly lips and slowly started kissing along his jawbone.

Mate him now. I want him pregnant. Mate him, you idiot. Breed and impregnate him. Zander, my wolf, growled at me while trying to take over. Carson moaned when I pressed a kiss against his pulse making this internal fight even more difficult.

"Don't go too far," Carson said, his voice airy. I forced myself to nod while I continued to run my hands up and down his chest. My fingers brushed against his nipples making a gasp escape his lips. A smirk pulled at the corners of my lips and I started teasing them. Carson but down on hips bottom lips so his beautiful noises wouldn't leave his lips.

"Don't. I wanna hear them." I growled while pulling his lip free from his teeth. His eyes were blown wide in lust as I moved my attention back to the two beads on his chest. Carson looked down at me with slight uncertainty in his eyes.

"Won't go too far. Just gonna make you feel good. We won't go all the way." I reassured while pressing a chaste kiss to his bruised lips. I removed one of my hands from his nipples and trailed it down to his sweatpants. When I looked up at him, for permission, he nodded. With a smile, I dipped my hand into the front of his pants and boxers. A loud gasp came from my indescribable mate as my hand wrapped around his length.

"Jay!" Carson shouted as I started pumping my hand around his length. His back arched off the bed as I ran my thumb across the slit. I started moving my hand faster watching as my mate fell apart under me.

"I feel weird." Carson moaned making me raise an eyebrow. Has he never...wow. Kinda hot that I get to be the one to ruin his innocence, to corrupt him.

"Let go doll, go ahead and cum." I twisted my hand around his length again watching as cum shot out from his dick. A look of pure pleasure overtook his face, and I had the joy of watching. As he regained control of his breathing a dark red started to make its way up to his cheeks and to his ears; something that only happens when he's extremely embarrassed.

"You're cute when you're embarrassed. Now, I'm gonna go take a shower." I teased watching as he averted his eyes from my face. Apparently his nightstand was interesting. I kissed his forehead before getting off his bed and making my way to his shower.

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