Chapter 3

‘– Kyle’s POV —

My wolf and I were glad to Madeline by our side. When he took full control, I was scared he would mark her. That’s one thing I’m sure Madeline doesn’t know about. I stared at my mate as she slept. She looked beautiful. Her hair scattered around her heart shaped face. Her big blue eyes were closed from my view. Her plump pink lips were slightly parted.

I felt guilty for rejecting her. Why did I do it then, you may ask? Well, I rejected her because she was too young and she is a human. I want her to live a normal life. Those two weeks were the worst. I had to pretend that Kaylee was my mate. She’s nothing compared to Madeline. Madeline, she was a goddess, my goddess.

I watched as her eyes fluttered open and they met mine.

“Kyle.”She whispered, softly. It was me go crazy hearing her beautiful voice. I placed a kiss on her lips.
“What time is it?”She asked pulling away. I missed her lips on mine.

“9:37.”I said. Her eyes widen and she sprung out of the bed. She started pacing back and front.

“What are you doing?”I asked, pulling the covers off of me.

“My parents are going to freak. Then I’m going to be grounded for life.”She said. Her eyes were wide and worried.I walked over to her and put my arms around her waist.
“Don’t worry, baby.”I put my chin on top of her head. Madeline was short. She was 5’4. I guess that’s because she is still growing. Honestly she has the perfect body for a fifteen year old. Everyday she gets more beautiful.

“I’ll explain everything to your parents okay?”I kissed her forehead and she nodded.

“Can I take a shower?”She asked, shyly.

“Yeah.”I chuckled and pointed to the bathroom.

“I’ll bring a towel and some clothes for you when you’re finished.”I said. What I wanted to saw was ‘Can I join you?’ but I figured she would be uncomfortable.
“Thanks.”She stood on her toes and kissed my cheek then raced to the bathroom, closing the door behind her. I smiled to myself thinking about my beautiful mate.

‘She is beautiful’ Ken said.

‘I know. How am I going tell my parents about her?’

‘Over dinner. Tell she has to stay for dinner’

‘That’s alright. Good idea’ I cut off the mind link.

— Madeline’s POV —

Kyle kept his promise and left the towel inside the bathroom. I walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me. He left some clothes on his bed for me. I quickly put them on. It was a floral dress. A pair of peach flats were next to it. Why would I need a dress?

Someone knocked the door. I assumed it was Kyle.

“Come in.”I said and ran my hand through my hair.

“You look gorgeous.”Kyle complimented. I blushed and thanked him.

“Why do I need a dress?”I asked confused.

“I’m going to tell my parents about you over dinner.”He smiled and held my hand. I nodded with a smile. I noticed his tie was crooked.

“Wait.”He looked at me confused. I stood in front if him and fixed his tie. He was looking at me the entire time. Once I was done I looked up at him.

“There.”I smiled.

“I love you, Madeline.”He stared into my eyes seriously.

“I love you too, Kyle.”I entwined our hands and pecked his lips. We walked downstairs smiling. People watched us and bowed their heads as we walked passed them.

We reached the kitchen and saw his parents with Kaylee.

“Kyle!” His father yelled at hi, “Why did you lie to Kaylee?” He looked much like Kyle himself. Kyle stared at him. His grip on my hands tighten. I squeezed them gently.

“Kaylee isn’t my mate.”He said.

“Who is this?”His mother asked nicely but confusedly.

“Mom, this is Madeline, she is my mate.”He smiled at me. I smiled at him. His mother squealed with joy. His father had a straight face but you could see the happiness in his eyes.

“Nice to meet you, Madeline. I’m Isabelle.”She grinned.

“Nice to meet you too.”I sent her a small smile, feeling a bit shy. She pulled me into a hug.

“I’m happy for you, son.”His father pat Kyle’s shoulder as he smiled.

“What about me?!”Kaylee shrieked. Everyone turned to her.

“Kaylee, you are not my mate. Now leave.”Kyle ordered in his Alpha tone. With anger in her chest, she walked out of the kitchen either way.

—

“How old are you, dear?”Isabelle asked as we sat down at the dinning room table. I looked at Kyle and he gave me an encouraging smile.

“I’m fifteen.”I said quietly. She looked surprised but covered it.

“Age is just a number you know, darling? You are the youngest mate I’ve ever heard of.”She said.

“Madeline’s mature for her age.”He entwined our fingers, grinning.

“I can tell she is. Madeline weren’t you at the party for Kyle’s birthday?”She asked. I nodded.

“There’s a long story about that, Mom.”He admitted.
“So what activities do you do?”His father, Paul asked.

“I did gymnastics for six years and I’m on the swimming team at school.”I told.
“How are your grades?”He asked. This felt like an interrogation. Kyle noticed this and cleared his throat.

“That’s enough ques-“

“It’s okay. I’m a straight A student.”

“Ah, such a good girl.”Bella smiled warmly. Paul looked impressed.
“Dad, we have to go.”

“Well, Madeline it was very nice meeting you.”

“Likewise.”I flashes them a smiled before Kyle pulled me out of the kitchen.

“Bye, Madeline. Come again!”Bella called out. We walked upstairs and into his bedroom.

“When I am going to get my clothes?”I asked.

“Tomorrow you’re moving in. So we will get all of your things then.”He took off his shirt and tossed it in the hamper. I glanced at his abs and looked away. I heard him chuckled and wrapped his arms around me.

“This is all yours, baby. You can look anytime you want.”He winked as my face flushed.

“Umm, can I changed?”I asked embarrassed. He gave me a shirt and I twirled my finger telling him to turn around. He rolled his eyes but turned around anyway.

I pulled my dress down and let it drop to the floor. I put his shirt on and it reached to my mid-thigh.

“Done.”

He turned back around and looked me up and down.

“I believe my lovely Madeline will become more of a beauty in the future.”He teased. I rolled my brown eyes.

“Yeah, in the future.”

“Our future.” He took off his pants leaving him in his boxers. We climbed into the bed and he pulled me close to him.

“Goodnight, baby.”

“Goodnight, Kyle.”