Lucca-

All I can say is, ‘Holy fucking shit, dude.’ At first I was totally gonna try to tap that kitty at the front door tonight but…I think I found ‘him’.

The short guy walking down the stairs in front of us looks completely rich, entitled and…pissed when he notices Kale. That perfectly styled blond-white hair begs to be petted, and those angry fiery blue eyes are like a frozen ocean. He’s perfect. My mate.

I can’t tell Kale. He’d lose his shit since he hates the guy. I want to tell him though. God I want to. This feeling of euphoria is the best thing I’ve ever felt in my life and I’m totally bursting at the seams. I need to tell someone. Fuck, maybe Kale’s dad?

My mate glares at Kale the entire time he walks down the stairs and doesn’t even give me a glance, which is disappointing. Would he feel the connection that I do, if he looked at me? Is it even possible for a werewolf to be mated to a werecat? I know we can be mated to humans, but werecats?

I’m suddenly nudged in the ribs, and when I look to my side, Kale is giving me a disgusted look just like the one from earlier when I was checking out the door-kitty. He glances down the steps and so do I and- yeah Kale noticed I was staring at my mate.

“Are you going to fuck every cat while we’re here?” he whispers with a growl.

Not anymore. So I turn back around and fight a chuckle but end up snorting. “Nah man. Maybe one. It’s hard to pick one, y’know?”

“No. I don’t.” He says flatly while passing me on the stairs.

What? Kitty, werewolf, human; we’re all just people, man. I hope whoever his mate turns out to be, reigns him in. I chuckle at that image of him getting completely whipped for some other wolf, and shake my head when I return to climbing the stairs.

Eventually the kitty walking us to our rooms, in front of us, stops at one of the many doors down the hallway. He shows us into a room that’s way more lavish and awesome than the ones back home. It has one big bed and my first though is that I won’t be sharing it with anyone, not even Kale.

I set the bags I was carrying next to the door before I run up and flop on the bed, claiming it as mine before Kale can even make any moves. It’s the softest bed I’ve ever laid on. The sheets feel so soft and clean and smell really nice. There’s a faint hint of kitty smell to them which is…a bit exciting in its own way.

Kale walks up to me, crosses his arms and wordlessly tells me to get up, so I do. I guess this isn’t going to be my bed after all. “Aw dude, come on.”

He glares at me and sits down on the edge of the bed where I was. “I know exactly what you’ll be doing on this bed should I let you have it.” You don’t have to be so pissy just because you had a run-in with my mate. Damn man.

“The room across from here will be yours, Ser Henry.” The kitty tells Kale’s dad with a short bow.

Before he has a chance to leave I stand up and wave from across the room while telling him, “Thanks for showing us, dude!”

“A pleasure.” he says in the most bored ass tone that I’ve ever heard anyone use. It’s kind of a turn off. A bored kitty would be boring in bed.

I mumble to him, “Nah man, totally my pleasure,” as I lean slightly to the side to watch his ass when he leaves. He does have a nice body though.

Kale slaps my shoulder and I can’t help but chuckle nervously and run a hand through my hair when I glance over to him. “I’ll behave, I swear, dude.”