Mattheo, and you where complicated to put it lightly.

He didn’t really like you, a smarty pants that always liked to be right.

You didn’t really like him, a smartass who got into fights and was violent.

So when both of you bonded out of fate, it was a surprise.

Fated mates where rather rare, it meant somewhere along the line both of your souls had made a pact to always meet one another.

In. Every. Lifetime.

When you were in heat your body naturally wanted the comfort of your mate and he was well…obligated to help as you were obligated to surrender…

So now your face was hidden in his shirt breathing in his scent and he was petting your hair…it was going to be a long long night.

You kept shifting in your little nest and he was trying to be still and not look affected by his little omega going into heat.

It also doesn’t help that due to the bond suppressants don’t work well and even if you took them you would get rather ill, your body being very picky even before you found your mate.

this sucked for both of you