Page 42 of One True Mate

“Kyle, could you excuse us please, I'd like to talk to Kelsey alone.”

“No, I'm sorry, Dad, but that's not going to happen.”

His father raised one eyebrow higher than the other and glared at him curiously at his defiance.

“Excuse me?”

“Dad, we need to talk to you,” his eyes were pleading with his father to understand, “together.”

Jason Westin sat down hard.

“The power transference I felt last night. You didn't. Did you?”

Kyle sighed and raked his hand through his hair.

“Yes, we did.”

Jason blew out a deep breath.

“Well, that explains that, but Kelsey, how were you able to pull alpha power that way? I've been in front of some of the most powerful alphas in history and I've never felt anything like that.”

“I have a theory, Dad…”

He nodded for him to continue.

“Kelsey and I, we started bonding before we completed our mating.”

I know I shouldn't have, but hearing him speak of our mating to his dad made me blush furiously.

“That's not possible.”

“But Dad .”

“Kyle, it just isn't possible. I'm sure you had very strong feelings, but bonding takes time, years before even the very beginnings of it begin to blossom.”

I heard Kyle swear in his head and knew his dad wasn't taking him serious.

“What are the signs of a bond, Mr. Westin? Perhaps feeling your mate’s emotions? Knowing his exact location? How about hearing his every thought and being able to communicate telepathically?”

His eyes widened. “Yes, all of those things. It starts off mild and grows into what you are describing.”

Anger flared in me. We were telling him this was happening and he wasn't believing any of it. Worse, he seemed to be listening to me more than Kyle.

“Mr. Westin, I get you may not believe me. I'm a nobody.”

“You are not a nobody, babe.”I heard Kyle's words in my head and turned to glare at him for distracting me mid-rant.

“But Kyle is your son. Why would he lie to you? You've groomed him his entire life to run this pack. I would think you would trust him with anything.”

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned to look at Kyle.

“What?”I thought.

“Kels, I love that you are riled up and ready to come to my defense, but please,”His eyes were pleading with me,“I'm the alpha male here. It's my job to protect you, my mate. It is my honor to bear. Please don't take that from me.”

I nodded and took a step back, not cowering behind him but standing tall in support of him.

His father watched our silent transaction in awe.

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