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The pillow beneath my head is soft and I open my eyes, rolling over in the bed.

“Mae,” I hear Harry, his body walking towards me.

“Why do you keep fainting?” he asks, my hand covering my forehead.

“I faint at overbearing news,” I say.

He sits on the side of the bed, my eyes flickering to look at him. He has a shirt on now, the white material allowing his arms to be completely tan. He shoved the sleeves to his elbows and it’s tight on his torso. Why is he so attractive?

“That’s…unfortunate,” he says, my lips curving.

“It is,” I slightly laugh, my body sitting up. His lips are still in a straight line and I rub my eye, knowing he doesn’t like to be happy.

“Do you want something to eat?” he asks, my head nodding. He grabs my arm and helps me stand, leading me out of his room and into the kitchen.

“My mother and sister have left for the weekend to get groceries and clothes for you. I got some earlier,” he says, my eyes seeing my bag on the couch.

“Thanks,” I say, still nervous about staying here. I’m not allowed to leave.

“You’ll be able to leave. Just…not alone,” Harry says, my eyes looking at him.

“What?” Did I say that out loud?

“You don’t know what you said?” He looks at me as if I have three eyes but I shake my head, telling him I thought I said it in my head.

He nods and starts making something on the stove, his body moving to sit beside me.

“Do you know what happened to my friends?” I ask, his eyes locking on mine.

“A wolf from your father’s pack killed them. I killed the wolf and brought you here,” he explains, getting up to hand me a mug of tea.

“Why aren’t you in a pack?” I ask, his lips pursing.

“They were killed in an accident. They were in a fire and didn’t make it out,” he explains, my hand grabbing his lightly.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper, his eyes dead set on our hands. I let go quickly and he looks at me, not knowing how to react.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m a pack-less Alpha,” he says, my hands moving my hair to the top of my head.

“Then why do people from the other pack keep coming to you?” I ask, his lips pouting.

“You have to understand that your father is ruthless and most of his pack wants out. Dean, his father, your father and his mate are the four strongest members and everyone else hates it. I have six wolves, Zayn, Louis, Liam, Niall, Andy, and Ed that are on my side in an alliance.”

I nod and he sighs. “The reason you can’t leave is because your father has wolves all around this forest that will take you to his camp for him to keep you,” he says, my eyes looking at him.

“Why would that be bad?” I ask, his eyebrows furrowing together.

“Because you’re my mate!” he nearly yells, my body shying away from him. He sighs, my fingers letting go of the mug.

“Sorry,” he mutters, my head nodding.

“They capture you, it’s over. I will never see you or protect you because he will lock you up in a room. It’s sick but if any part of you is wolf and wakes up, he loses everything. Because I’m an Alpha, you’re what’s called a Luna,” he says, my head nodding.

“And Luna essentially means ‘Queen’.”

I smile and he stands, plating whatever he had just made. He sets a hamburger in front of me, the bun not on it.

“You’re allergic to wheat,” he says, my eyes looking up at him.

“How did yo-”

“I told you. I know everything about you,” he says, his eyes looking into mine.

He already cut the meat so I poke the meat with the fork, taking a bite. His eyes are burning into my skin, watching me in a way I’m slightly intimidated by. But I know he won’t hurt me. He’s told me on multiple occasions.

“But I know nothing about you,” I retaliate after a minute, his eyebrow rising at my stamina.

“Then what do you want to know?” he asks, my lips surrounding the fork.

“What’s your full name?” I ask, his lips smirking at me.

“That’s your first question?” he asks, amused at my attempt to get to know him before I ask him about his wolf background.

“Yes. Can you please answer it?”

“Harry Edward Styles,” he says, “But I go by Harry all the time. No Alpha shit.”

I smile and nod, continuing to eat the burger.

“Do you have any nicknames?” He shakes his head.

“Used to. My mother called me Haz. It got old after I became a foot taller than her and scared her. I didn’t choose to be this way,” he says, sighing heavily at his frustration.

“Can you tell me about your experiences? You know, with the transformation?” I ask, his head nodding.

“I was told by my father at a young age I’d be Alpha. I didn’t know what the hell he was talking about until I started training when I was ten. I had to run and endure the cold, running nearly naked through the winter weather. He was harsh on me the year of my transformation. It hurt like hell.”

His words are slightly edged and anger takes over his face, my eyes watching him carefully to best understand.

“I was fourteen and I was walking through the woods when my spine twisted. Every bone in your body breaks and I was alone. No one heard me and I thought I was dying. When I woke up, I was a wolf. I didn’t know what to do with myself so I ran away. Coming home, my father was watching and knew it was me immediately. He told me how to change back and I was naked on the floor, scared once I did. He passed that winter due to his age and I started doing everything on my own. I grew with the pack and became the Alpha I was supposed to be. The accident happened and now I’m alone again,” he says, my eyebrows furrowed at the pain he must have endured.

“Transformations are easier when you’ve mated already. Usually the males transform first, then their mates. It’s horrifying alone,” he says, my head nodding.

“So if I were to…you know, become a wolf, it would be easier because you’re there?” I ask, his head nodding.

“But you’re nineteen and most females transform between thirteen and sixteen. It’s highly unlikely,” he says, my head nodding.

“But, from what I’ve seen happen, is during claiming. A purebred’s wolf instinct can be woken through the claiming process. It’s happened before,” he says, my fingers pushing the empty plate to the middle of the table.

“The biting thing?” I ask, his head nodding.

“The saliva from the wolf inflicting the claiming enables the wolf genes to activate and pain would immediately overtake the system. It’s another reason I’m against it.”

“So I’m basically here for no reason then?” I ask out of curiosity, the man clearly not capable of any sort of relationship, let alone mating.

“No, there is a reason you’re here,” he states slightly agitated.

“They why?” I continue, his body leaning towards mine.

“Because I want to protect you. It’s my natural instinct and to think of someone else remotely touching you sickens me. I’m the only one,” he states, my eyes looking into his.

“And trust me, as much as I resist mating, there is nothing I want more than to continue seeing your smile.”

As I do just that, I see his eyes glint and I take notice to an eyelash on his cheek. My hand cups his cheek and I brush my thumb against the soft skin, his eyes on me as I retract the eyelash.

“Sorry, you had an eyelash,” I say, his head nodding.

“It’s alright,” he says, leaning towards me.

“I don’t scare you, do I?” he asks, my head shaking.

“You were very intimidating, at first. But you’re talking to me now,” I say, his hand moving to my cheek.

But before he says another word, his body jolts up and I watch him. His hand opens the door and I stand behind him, my eyes spotting what he sees. The wolf stands at the top of the hill and Harry runs, jumping and turning into his wolf. More wolves surround him and I watch the interaction occur, my heart beating wildly.

A wolf jumps onto Harry and he howls, my hand covering my lips. A few wolves run off and I watch Harry flash into human, his body grabbing his side. Men surround him, assumingly his alliance, and lift him. I run out and their eyes look at me, my hand holding Harry’s head up.

“Will he be okay?” I ask, their heads nodding.

“You must be Mae?” one asks, my head nodding.

“I’m Liam,” the bearded one says, my head nodding. The others say their names and I nod, Harry in excruciating pain.

They set him on his bed and Harry grabs my hand, setting it on his ribcage. He looks up at me and I ask him what he needs, his face twisted into pain.

“Cut… your finger,” he pants out, my confusion high. I ask Liam to get something and he takes a small pocket knife to the tip of my finger.

“Put it…on my rib,” Harry says, flinching. I place my finger on the scratch and it bubbles, my eyes looking at Harry ask he yells.

“Get him ice,” I say, Niall nodding. He rushes back with a bag of ice and Harry’s side is nearly healed, his ribs clearly sprained.

“Leave,” he says to the men, immediately all of them out the door.

“Mae,” he breathes, my hand pressing the ice to his side to his disagreement.

“Do you want to get better?” I ask, his pain expressed through his eyes.

“Yes, but I-” I place my finger on his lips and shake my head.

“Just relax. They can handle everything tonight,” I say, his head resting on his pillow.

“It fucking hurts so bad,” he writhes, my hand grabbing his as he lies on his back.

“Can you move to your right?” I ask, his body sliding over. I set the icepack on the bed and grab a scarf I see on his wall. I wrap the icepack onto his body and he pulls my hand closer.

“Do you need me to get you anything?” I ask, his eyes on mine.

“No. Are you okay to sleep in the other room?” he asks, my head nodding.

“I’m fine. You need to get rest,” I say, his green eyes watching me closely as always.

“You call me if you need me. Fuck the pain,” he says, my hand shoving his shoulder down.

“Harry, you hurt your ribs. Stay in bed.”

He presses his lips together again and I lean down, whispering in his ear.

“Please stay here so you can heal,” I whisper, his head turning to look at me.

He sighs before he nods, my lips curving.

“Thank you. Now you sleep and I’ll take care of you,” I say, kissing his forehead and walking out the room.

I close his door and I cover my mouth, my eyes closing. My lips are warm, his skin scorching my lips. But I can’t believe I allowed myself to do that.

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