Chapter 35

Layla frowned upon hearing what he had said.

"Mates.." she mumbled squinting her eyes in confusion.

"Yes mates" Nolan confirmed. There was no need in hiding anything from her.

She had already witnessed it all, so she should know everything.

"What is a mate?" Layla blurted out, utterly speechless. She just stared at him blankly.

"Forget it. I'll get a rag to wipe the blood off your body" Layla attempted to stand up on her feet but she was dragged back by Nolan who made her sit on his laps pulled her and he held her hands entwining their fingers together.

"Don't move" he cautioned in a cold steel voice which sent shivers down Layla's spine.

Layla gulped nervously because of the way his large hands felt on her soft small ones and her insides were already a mess right now, not to mention that she was already burning Red.

"You're hot, you feel it too right," he whispered softly to her as Layla unconsciously arched her back uncomfortably, grinding against him, as her ass unconsciously wiggled against his crotch.

'Oh my God!!' Layla cursed inwardly, cursing everything she was feeling now, something she's never felt all her life.

"All Lycans have a mate, mates are destined soulmates chosen by the moon goddess, that's our God, mates are very, very possessive of each other, especially the males" he started stroking her hair softly, continuing his explanation.

"Mates are expected to share a special bond, that's called the mating bond, that's when we, you know, have sex for the first time and then I mark you" he paused caressing her chin.

"When two mates bond, we become closer emotional and physically, we feel each other pains, and we can't be apart, which is till death do us apart, I die, you die, in other words, most mates can't live when their other half die, so they just die along, only a few survive" he slowly placed her hands on her lips as he ran caressed her lips.

He could testify to that, he felt pain worse than death when he lost his first mate Vera, the only thing that kept him going was the pack.

He was their leader and had to be strong for them.

"Werewolves relationships with their mates are very strong especially after they mark, the mark strengthens,the mark let's others know she's taken and it's done when I bite your neck leaving a mark forever" he concluded placing his lips on her neck nibbling on it, and Layla was sure it would leave a mark.

All she could do was gasp out sharply each time she felt his teeth graze against her neck.

"The mate bond is very special and everyone is to find their mate someday, cause it makes them feel fulfilled, but sadly I don't need that, like I don't want it" he concluded as he used his finger to wipe away the wet portion of her neck, where he left a mark, as Layla has since been drowning in pleasure.

"Why?" Layla muttered softly.

"Because I don't want you!" he answered coldly as Layla stiffened.

' why? She wanted to ask but held back. She didn't want him either but it kind of hurt her when he said that.

"The mate bond can be rejected and I want to reject you Layla as my destined mate to sever the mate bond" Nolan informed, snapping Layla out of her reverie as she released herself from their awkward position.

She stood up from his laps, she badly wanted to punch him, how dare him touch her?

"Is it because you have a girlfriend? You want to be with her instead, isn't it?" She asked as she tried hard not to get angry.

Though she had resolved within herself that she hated him, she just couldn't help but get angry.

"Girlfriend?" Nolan brows furrowed in confusion.

"Yes, girlfriend," Layla repeated.

"What girlfriend?" Nolan pursed his lips as he tried to recollect if he has ever mentioned about having a girlfriend.

"It must be because of her right, that Lady, Carla right?" Layla asked softly.

"It's not as if I care.." she suddenly snapped in.

"You too make a very good pair, you look good together" she smiled sheepishly.

"Carla is not my girlfriend.." Nolan drew out and Layla found herself sighing in relief.

It strangely felt so good to hear that.

So he was single, then why was the bitch always threatening her, acting all clingy?

"I don't care!!" Layla blurted out.

"Do well to reject me soon, I'll be back" she dashed out of his presence to get a bowl of water.

Moments after, Layla returned with a bowl of water and a dry cloth.

"What are you doing?" He asked as she knelt in front of him.

"Wiping the blood off your body, sir" she flashed a smile at him as she began to wipe his body.

She felt so nervous, seeing him shirtless. Oh god.this man was hot!

And she loved his tattoo a lot, it was a drawing of a wolf and it covered half of his body.

It seems as if he loves working out a lot, Layla reasoned feeling his rock hard chest.

After wiping the blood off his chest, she proceeded to wipe his fingers and face.

Her eyes fluttered as she stared at his lips, they looked so inviting, that she kept reminding herself that she hated him and was not supposed to be fantasizing about his looks.

"Why are you doing this?" Nolan asked after being quiet for quite a long time.

"Because this is the least I can do to thank you.." she replied, cleaning his face.

He had saved her life and she was grateful to him.

She owed him her life and that of her unborn child.

"Thank you for saving my life" she appreciated as he nodded slowly.

"I'm done.." Layla announced after a while.

"You're a good no.." Layla's voice trailed off as she felt someone staring intently at her.

She looked up only to see Nolan's icy blue orbs staring directly at her.