Lucas rushes into the room, his expression of pure alarm. "Ava!" he cries, coming to meet me. He demolishes me into a huge, bone-crushing hug. It is comforting... more than I can ever admit. "I was so worried..." he whispers, his breath dancing along my cheek. I smile, tilting my head downwards so he can't see it.
The rainbow man stands up, watching me with a warm smile that makes my heart go fuzzy. "So she really is your mate," he says, without any doubt, "I'm glad. This will stop our alpha from being such a player."
Lucas blushes slightly, my eyebrows rising. "Lucas was a player?" I rip away from him to ask the man. It is hard to believe, for the way he shows me such devotion is not like a player at all.
"Was," the handsome man winks, "but now that he is mated, all he can think of is you."
"You are a player too!" Lucas protests, his voice ignored by us both.
"So mating makes you instantly fall in love with each other?" I ask dubiously. He nods matter-of-factly. "Then we didn't mate," I say confidently.
"What?" they both stare at me, Lucas frowning as I back away from his grasp.
"I am not in love with Lucas," I firmly state.
The man looks at me, and chuckles. "Yes you are," he says, "I can see it in your eyes. You just won't accept it because you still don't understand it. Your body is probably trying to reject these foreign feelings."
I stare at him for a second, and then I begin to laugh.
"Think whatever you want," he grins, "my name's Jake, by the way. Wes said that he wants to meet you, so he will be coming soon..."
A figure bursts into the doorway, his breathing heavy. "Where is she?" the guy asks, and then his eyes find mine. Grinning eagerly, he crosses to be by my side. "My name is Wes. And your name, my beautiful lady...?"
"Ava," I can't help but grin, instantly relaxed by his playful attitude. Also, his entire appearance is enchanting, invoking awed silence. His hair is a bright blonde, almost pure gold, and he has those green eyes that seem to be the common thing between all these werewolves. His skin is as tan as Yi's, with nice lips and a thin but strong body. His face reminds me of Lucas's, with a likeness to a lovable puppy.
"She's my mate," Lucas carefully informs Wes, and he rolls his eyes.
"Oh really? I haven't figured that out yet." After snapping at Lucas, he turns to me. "Your smell is so wonderful... have you met Yi yet? Because he will love you."
"Why?" I ask. He certainly doesn't seem to love me.
"Because he likes stealing other men's girlfriends... as do I. And especially one who possesses an intoxicating fragrance like you," he smirks, casting a white-toothed, glistening smile that shines brightly. I blush, the red rushing to my cheeks. I snap my hand away, a scowl decorating my features.
"I'm not anyone's girlfriend!"
"Ooh, you're feisty." Wes only smiles brighter, his enthusiasm unstoppable. "I like it."
Lucas grabs my arm. "You're jealous aren't you?" I laugh, letting him start to drag me towards the door. He blushes slightly, a cute expression on his face.
"No, why would I be?" he asks. Wes and Jake cheer behind us, obviously amused that Lucas is experiencing that kind of emotion.