I have been restless ever since last night and so were my brothers. Everything still seemed strange to me. I know I might find my mate maybe later in life, but I never would have imagined that I would find my mate in that club, and not only that, my mate had turned out to be a boy. Not just a boy, a pretty boy. For the first time, I found myself losing control.
I can't believe my brothers and I all share the same mate. Just what kind of fate is this? Was this the reason none of us were able to find our mates? And to worsen it, he's a human. Fuck!
"What do you think we should do about this, brother? I mean, we all know he's a journalist," Damson asked.
I took a quick glance at his immediate younger brother, he could see how restless he was. Though Damson was a flirt, he had never been someone who cared so much about a lover.
"I don't know, Damson, I'm as confused as you are."
"Do you think he saw the message I sent to him?" Ethan, who happened to be the youngest, asked as well. He could see the concerned expression on his face as well, which was rare to see.
I lastly stared in Trevor's direction. He seemed to be in a daze, ever since we found out about our mate.
"Trevor, what do you have in mind?" I asked, snapping him off his wandering thoughts.
"I can't believe I'm mated to a man. I mean, I know we all talked about having an orgy with someone, but I never thought this would become reality. This is so not what I had imagined."
"Now you'll try never to say things you don't mean."
"Have you seen how beautiful our mate looks? I don't know about you all, but I'm damn going to have him. If you are all going to reject him, then let him be mine," Ethan said, with a smile on his face.
"You don't mean that, Ethan! There's no way I'm rejecting him," Damson replied.
He understood what they were talking about. There's something about his honey brown eyes that kept me glued to him. I've never tasted sex. I don't know just how it feels to have a crush on someone.
I never expected my mate to be a man, but now that he turned out to be a guy, I'm not so sure about what I want to do with him. I imagine myself some time ago deep in a woman's pussy. Never have I thought about myself going deep into a man's ass. What would it be like to take an asshole? I never had experience with a pussy or an asshole.
"Hey bro, what are you thinking about? You seem lost in thoughts." I blinked as I immediately snapped out of my thoughts as Damson approached me.
"It's nothing to be precise, I just…" I trailed off, not knowing what to say.
"I think I know why you're this way. I'm sure you're worried about the pack and what they would say about your mate."
I bit my lower lip, anxiously. This was something I needed to think deeply about, most especially now that Alpha Gerald is hell-bent on waging a war against me.
"You think he'll come?"
"Of course, knowing how much he wanted to have you interviewed, I'm not sure if he'd miss such an opportunity for the world," Damson assured.
"I have a question for you, though," Damson said.
I raised my brow up at him, wondering what he wanted to ask me.
"Go ahead."
"Uhm, concerning our mate, everyone has been talking about rejecting him. I'm not sure about Trevor accepting our mate. I want to know what your thoughts care concerning him?"
"You mean our mate?"
"Exactly."
That was a tough question. I don't even know my status. The moon goddess is giving me no choice here. But, rejecting my mate because he's a man...
"I can't say much about that now. I need to see him again, then I'll decide what to do with him."
"That's okay," Damson said with a smile on his face.
From my observation, I could tell that Damson wasn't planning on rejecting our mate.
I recalled what happened last night. After we all perceived the scent of our mate, we instantly began searching. The scent was so enticing and sweet that we all thought it was a girl.
We traced the scent to the restroom and there we saw him, heavily drunk and a human at that. At first, my reaction was repulsive. This was because I never expected that it would be a male.
Though the scent coming from him was that of a female, instead of as male, no doubt. Ethan was the first to approach. I stood behind, watching the rest as they hovered around our mate. I don't understand why this happened, but seeing him from my corner made me want to be among them. I wanted to touch him as well, but I couldn't bring myself to hover around him like the rest of my brothers. I watched and assessed him. His eyes were burning, and I swear that if he had looked in my direction, I would have lost it.
His lips were the color of dark roses and full too for his own good. A man having the features of a woman. I got an instant hard on, but I refused to let myself lose control.
When Ethan grabbed him from behind, he let out a soft moan, which made me stir.
I licked my bottom lip while staring at my mate from afar like my favorite food which I cannot have. I couldn't help but salivate from afar. I feared what I felt.
I don't know what I'd do to him the moment I got close.
Ethan announced his drunkenness and begged to take him home, but we all knew Ethan wasn't just going to take him home, he was going to do more than that.
Everyone said no to him except Trevor who stood at a distance just like me.
Ethan searched our wasted mate and found a card, which he read out aloud.
We all went wide in shock when we noticed he was a journalist.
Suddenly, my brothers all stared in my direction when they saw a short diary of him, with a heading that read "An interview with Drake, and his multiple lives," with that being said, I realized he had come for me.
My mate came to me as a journalist, just to interview me. I let out a slight smile, and was baffled about how fate worked.