As always my wolf began to regain consciousness before my human form did. I could feel her pushing at the walls of my mind working to pull me from the deep recesses of sleep and back to the waking world.
As my eyes fluttered open and I realized that I was naked on an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room. In an instant, I was sure that Jang had managed to somehow abduct me and my heart rate skyrocketed as I scrambled into a sitting position and back against the headboard. I let out a whine of pain as my body protested at the sudden movement. Looking down I realized that I was covered in bruises and incredibly sore but otherwise whole. Before I could contemplate this development the door to the bedroom was thrown open and the most beautiful man I had ever seen came rushing in.
One look at him and I knew in an instant what had happened. I had somehow found my Mate and it felt like someone had taken my heat and placed it in his body replacing the space where mine was with his own. We were one. He was mine and I was his, my body and mind recognized it on a deep biological, molecular level.
The fear drained away and was immediately replaced by awe and wonder. The emotions I was feeling, that were freely flowing back and forth across the tether between us were astounding and I sat in stunned silence as this beautiful man fell to his knees beside the bed taking my hand in his.
"Baby, what is it, what's wrong are you ok? I felt your heart rate increase and heard you cry out. What is it?"
As he stared at me waiting for my response my human brain kicked in and I realized that the blanket was down around my waist leaving the top half of my body completely bare. I immediately yanked the blanket up to cover myself even as my instincts raged at me to take this man into my arms and never let go.
A mating bond between wolves is not just a mental, emotional and physiological one but is a sexual one as well. The need to be touched by our mate is literally built into our DNA. My heart wanted nothing more than for me to throw myself into this man's arms. But as I pulled the blanket up to cover my breasts my brain stuttered at the sight of the tattoo covering my arm and left hand.
Through our mental bond, he must have realized what had happened and that I was indeed ok because he let out a sigh of relief and without a word climbed onto the bed beside me and very gently pulled me into the space between his legs so that I could sit with my back pressed to his chest as I sat admiring my mating tattoo for several minutes.