Harry

I can't take this anymore.

Enough is enough. The play is over. I want what I want and I want it now!

With each coming day, it gets more difficult to resist Landon. We sleep together, so whenever we are alone I want to jump on him. Especially after he gets out of the shower.

My goodness, my mouth waters just picturing my mate dripping wet with only a towel wrapped around his perfect waist. I had scented Gustavo inside the pack house on Monday, so I know he talked to Landon. I am guessing the completion of our bond was brought up.

Since he didn't mention the conversation to me, I didn't bring it up as well. I don't want to seem nosy nor do I need to know every single thing that happens in his life. I mean, if it was important I am sure he would share it with me.

The days of August started scorching hot here in Texas and I am not just talking about the weather.

I could see the wheels turning in his head, thinking about me and what I proposed in order for us to complete the bond. But my resolve is weakening.

As much as I'd like to pretend he is the horny Alpha who wants to have sex with me and complete the bond at last, I want him just as badly. It's funny, with the exchange of feelings between mates half the time I don't know if my horniness is affecting him or if he is the one who is affecting me.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday... I could tell he was itching to talk to me, to reach a compromise. But he was still holding off, in his head about it. And every night we didn't go past kissing. We just stare at each other shirtless in bed and drool like teenagers picturing our first time together.

Well, I've had enough. If I have to meet him halfway for us to complete the bond, that's what I'll have to do. This is getting ridiculous and I am on the verge of going into a rut. I can already feel myself getting testy.

Both of us are in danger if I'm being honest. And it's starting to get the better of me.

"You dislocated someone's shoulders today?" Luna Felicia was gobsmacked after Landon returned from his mandatory training session with Delta Saunders.

We are inside the dining room, getting ready for lunch which is about to be served. Spencer is staring at my mate in shock, just like the rest of us.

"Why does Javier need to give you a play-by-play of all my activities? I'm a grown man. And the Alpha!" Landon shot back angrily. He was furious at being called out like this by his mom.

"He doesn't give me a play-by-play, Landon. But when my son hurts another human being in a training exercise, that's something I should know about." She argued in a fierce tone. I can see she is not the backing down type. Though I didn't really think she was.

"He's not a human being, he's a werewolf and a warrior." He refuted, as if that was supposed to excuse his behavior.

Felicia glared at her son for a moment, then got up from the table and left the dining room in silence.

Clark, Ella, Spencer, and I are all staring at each other uncomfortably. Landon is fuming, but I am pretty sure that's not (his) normal behavior.

I have trained with warriors growing up, so I know accidents can happen but force should never be used in excess. Our Delta used to tell me and Aaron: 'Fighting is about skill, not strength'.

The maid kept pacing as she waited for Felicia to return. I don't think she is supposed to serve the food without her presence in the dining room.

"You can serve us now, Mrs. Glauberman. I'm starving." Landon demanded, staring her down.

She gulped at his request, caught between a rock and a hard place.

"Just a moment, Alpha." She said, excusing herself to go to the kitchen which is adjacent to the dining room.

I could see the fear in her eyes and I am not liking this at all. Gently, I came closer to Landon and kissed his cheek.

As expected, his expression softened and he stared at me curiously.

"What was that for?" He inquired, surprised by that gesture.

"To calm you. I don't like it when you're angry." I replied, sincerely. I can't lie to him. He frowned at me.

"I'm not angry, just starving." He rebuked, peeved.

The maid returned with the hot food and so did his mother at the same time, who put a medicine bottle on the table in front of Landon, then she took back her seat.

"Please take one pill a day, starting now." She requested in a firm but polite tone.

"I'm not in a rut. It was an accident, mom. I didn't do it on purpose!" He protested vigorously.

"I know you didn't, son. I'm not accusing you of anything. It's just a medical condition. There's medicine for that. Take it." She instructed in a light tone.

"I know it is, but I'm not in a rut. I don't need any medicine!" He persisted, adamantly.

"If I need to, I'll force-feed you like a child. Is that what you want, Mr. Alpha?" She challenged him fiercely. She is not backing down from this.

He grunted and popped a pill into his mouth, grabbing a glass of water to wash it down. He then opened his mouth wide to show her he had swallowed it.

"Happy now?" He sassed her, defiantly.

"Overjoyed." She smiled boastfully. We started to serve ourselves some food as the maid was bringing it over to the table.

"I'll make sure he takes it every morning, Luna. I promise." I said after a minute.

"Thank you, Harry. I didn't raise a bully or a violent man. I raised a compassionate Alpha." She stated, side-glancing at her son reprehensibly.

This woman is remarkable. I love and respect my mom, who is a fantastic Luna in her own right. But Felicia has my absolute respect as well, not only for the Luna she is but for the formidable human being she demonstrates each day. I am in awe of her, especially now that she is a widow who has to represent both parents.

Landon felt bad hearing his mother saying that about him. Nothing stings more than your mom's words. We ate the rest of the meal in silence as everyone was still uncomfortable with this whole interaction.

After lunch, he returned to his Alpha duties and I went to Spencer's room. Since we don't have much to do during the week, we take the opportunity to catch up on this sunny Thursday.

"So, what's the holdup? Why haven't you mounted the Alpha dick yet?" He questioned me and I gasped in shock at his bluntness.

"Spencer!" I blushed intensely, though I shouldn't be so surprised. I am sure he is only asking what's on people's minds.

"Your mate is already in a rut. You can't be that far off. I don't understand what you are waiting for... don't you find him attractive? Because I do!" He snickered and I glared at him. Though to be fair, I also find HIS mate hot.

"Trust me, that is NOT the issue!" I exclaimed, widening my eyes in enthusiasm.

"Then again, what's the holdup? It's not like you're having sex with anyone else. So..." He insisted, perplexed by me.

I understand his concern. It's not like either of us are virginal teenagers. We have the time, place, opportunity. We have been mated for nearly two weeks now. I mean, we accepted each other. Our mating has already completed one month.

"OK, the truth is we're both tops and neither of us wanna bottom for the other." I admitted, blushing intensely.

Spencer burst into a fit of laughter that lasted for a couple of minutes. I glared daggers at him.

"Is that all? For Goddess' sake, you can both take turns topping each other. It's not the end of the world!" He spoke as if breaking the news to me.

"I know that, silly! But apparently, both of us have always dreamed of completing the bond while topping their mate. So neither of us wants to be the first one to submit to the other." I explained, trying hard to make it sound argumentative and not just a silly dispute, even though it is.

"I understand that. I just don't think you should be worried about it. Sex is not a power play. Even if you bottom for your mate it doesn't mean you have to submit to him. Do you think I am a pushover who got thrown around by Kevin? Hell no! He used to value and appreciate me, especially because I'm an Omega. Being a bottom is no indication of being any less than the other. It's just sex, not a qualification exam." He lectured me in a playful tone.

I pondered over his words carefully. He is right, of course. I am just being stupid. Who cares about who gets to top the other first? Is it really that important in the grand scheme of things? Is that the story we are gonna tell our grandchildren one day?

Obviously not. The only story worth telling is about the mate pairing that stopped a 60-year-old war. Or maybe the one about the second chance mates. Anyway, I guess I should just make sure that I get what I want from him eventually. But I don't need to be the first.

"You're right, Spence. I'm being an idiot. Who cares about who does it first? As long as I get to do it too, I should be good to go." I conceded, thoughtfully.

"Exactly. Trust me when I say this, it's not about the first. My first experience with Kevin I was a virgin, nervous about not getting pregnant, I couldn't let myself enjoy it as much as I should have." He shared, thinking about him as I could see him getting misty-eyed.

"It wasn't until a couple more tries that I got into it, relaxing myself and really enjoying everything that he had to offer." He continued with a mischievous grin.

"I'm sure he had a LOT to offer." I snickered, making a gesture referencing his (possible) big length.

"It's not about that, Harry. The size of the engine doesn't influence the amount of pleasure you get out of sex. It's what you do with it that counts." He refuted, wisely.

"I know, my friend. I was just joking." I said, playfully.

"I miss him so much. Especially now during the summer." He said, on the verge of tears.

"I'm sure you do. He was such a great guy." I smiled softly at the thought of him.

No shade to Ares, but Kevin was a great man and mate. From what I knew of him, I am certain Spencer misses him dearly.

I spent the afternoon together with Spencer talking and reminiscing about Kevin. He cried as he spoke a lot of the time. The wound is still fresh as he is deeply missed.

I hugged him while he sobbed, remembering all the times they spent together. It was difficult to bear, but a necessary process. Even though he is building something new with Ares, Kevin will always be present in his memories and heart.

Sweet Kevin... I wish to Goddess you were still here with us. Forever his mate, forever his partner, forever loved. Gone, but never forgotten.

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A|N: They are running out of excuses... and time!

Things are about to blow up in the next chapter where someone is caught behaving badly.

The tea is being served hot and we still don't know when the next bomb will blow off.

After all, who's gonna top the enemy?

Stay tuned!

Have a great weekend y'all!

Love,

Léo.