I just want to say sorry for saying Bella again. I've been reading a lot of Bella/Sam so it comes naturally. And I do know I have to post faster but please be patient.

Name of Story: Alpha's Mate Crystal

Rating: Rated T

Word Count: 1,458 Words

I continued to stand there, frozen, as I felt my eyes begin to water, no matter how hard I tried not to let the tears over come me.

As if someone hit a switch, he immediately snapped out of it, once again, and pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around my torso.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry!" he murmured into my hair. I could hear the pain in his voice and immediately felt responsible.

"It isn't your fault," I told him, wiping underneath my eyes with the pads of my thumb.

"Yes it is," he insisted. "I am the one that made you cry, so therefore, it is my fault." He hung his head in shame.

I shook my head against his warm chest and gave him a tighter squeeze when I heard him begin to object again.

"Let's just go to bed, okay?" I coaxed him, giving him a gentle, forgiving smile, even if I felt that there was nothing to forgive.

He smiled softly before picking me up bridal style and carrying me to his bed.

Since I rushed to the bathroom, I didn't realize how big and expensive his house really was. He must make a lot of money working as a protector for the tribe. I mean, it's not something everyone can do; change into a huge wolf on command.

He must have read my thoughts as he immediately began to explain.

"My mom had a lot of money that had been passed down from her grandfather. He had a piece of property down south and struck an oil well on the property when he was digging a well for the house. It wasn't that big of a pocket compared to some of the other oil mines, but it was a lot of money back during that time and since then, he invested it and it soon was double, tripled, and so forth.

"When she died a few years ago, it all went to me, what with me being her only child and the last descendant of my family and all. Not to mention, I also make a lot of money as a protector for the tribe. The reservation pays us directly since it's not a job you can exactly put on your resume." He chuckled, making me laugh in return.

He laid me down on the bed, taking his place next to me, wrapping his warm body around mine. I had never felt as comfortable and content as I did whenever I was in Sam's arms. It didn't take long before I could barely hold my eyes open any longer and drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to the hot sun beating down on to my face. I rolled to my side as I stretched, expecting to see Sam, but as I opened my eyes, I saw that he wasn't there.

Now, that I'm more awake, I realized that it's too cold for Sam to be in bed with me. Around him, I constantly felt like I was being heated and soothed from the inside out. It wasn't a feeling that I would trade for anything in the entire world.

I slowly rose, giving myself time for the previous night's events to sink in.

I walked into a small sitting room that was connected to his bedroom. I spotted a piece of paper with a rose sitting on the coffee table and I bent down to take a look.

Crystal,

I'm sorry that I couldn't be there when you woke and wished that I could be there to be the first thing that you saw when you opened your beautiful blue eyes.

Since you probably woke before I could make it back home, I wanted to let you know that I have patrol till 2pm. Make yourself at home and please ignore the mess in the house that my annoying pack brothers made. They can make it look like a tornado made it's way through the room.

I don't have much food in the kitchen, but since you live with me now and the fact that I have to make sure that you're well taken care of, I left my card in the middle drawer of my desk and expect you to get whatever you want to eat. The keys to my truck are on the kitchen counter, so if you wanted to run to the store or go anywhere while I'm gone, feel free to do so. What's mine is yours and I want you to feel comfortable in your new home.

Also, if you want to make changes to the house, please do so. Organize it however you'd like. The card that I left for you is your copy, so make sure you keep it with your things. You can spend whatever you like on anything. There is also a debit card in there as well and it has your name on it. It is to your personal account that I made for you. Sorry it only has 200 grand so far, but I figured that would be enough to start you off with.

-Your Sam

Awe, I thought. He is so sweet! If there's a mess, maybe I should clean it up for him. I knew that he would appreciate it and it would be the very least that I could do for him allowing me to stay here.

I started gathering the cleaning supplies that I found under the kitchen sink. There wasn't much and decided that when I went to the store next, I would pick some up for him. I started to clean the house, starting in the living room before moving to the kitchen and so forth.

By noon, the whole house, which was more like a mansion, was clean. I decided to go to the grocery store to pick up some food and to the then to Walmart for some clothes. Back at my dad's house I only had a suitcase full of clothes and books, though it was mostly full of books.

I made a list of things to get before walking out the door and hopped into the truck and made my way down to the grocery store. I made sure to make the list long with enough of each thing to feed an army, because I knew that the wolves can eat a lot more than normal people. They were young men as it was, not including them being wolves, so I needed to make sure I took everything into account when food shopping. When it came to clothing, I tried not to spend too much, but I did need enough clothing for me to start out.

I ended up paying about $600 total; $400 for food and $200 for clothes. It was about 2 o'clock when I got home and the boys were already there.

I called them out to help with the groceries and my other things while Sam scooped me up over his shoulder cave man style and ran us up to his- our bedroom. I giggled half-heartedly, too exhausted to really put up a fight.

He plopped me down on the bed and I rose an eyebrow in his direction in confusion.

"You look really tired, sweetheart. What time did you get up?" he asked me clearly concerned.

"I got up around 5am," I groaned as he began pulling the sheets out from under the pillows and helped me under. He then lifted up the covers and slid under them and pulled me against his chest.

"Get some more sleep," He mumbled before placing a kiss on my forehead. I fell asleep almost immediately and felt great.

When I got up the next day, it was only 6am, but I got over 13, almost 14 hours of sleep. I couldn't fall back asleep if I tried.

Sam was still sleeping, and after patrol duty, so I figured that I would take care of everything around here as I did his laundry and cleaned the kitchen, which the boys had made a mess of, again.

As I started breakfast, I felt warm arms wrap around my waist. I felt my cheeks heat up with a blush that made an appearance as Sam placed a kiss on my neck.

"Smells good," he murmured against my pulse point.

I was just about to respond when the door bust open with a panicky Paul on the other side.