Not Mates #7
Lisa stared up at me astonished, wiped her tears, then angrily spat out, “So you spend a few weeks away with nothing but Keith in your ear about me and suddenly we don’t fit?” I told her, “Do not speak about my brother that way, Lisa.” Her jaw dropped for some reason.
I added, “Keith and I haven’t talked about you much. It’s not sudden either, we aren’t mates.” Lisa took my hand saying, “I’ve been thinking about that a lot because I’ve missed you. I don’t want to imagine my life without you being in it. I really want you to consider being chosen mates.”
I told her, “I honestly don’t see why you would want that. You’re with Justin from what I hear. You like everything Justin does better anyway.”
Lisa angrily asked, “Is this still about that stupid cabin you took me to? I forgave you for that!” I told her, “I know you did. The point is I thought it was a great romantic gesture while you thought it was horrible.”
I rubbed the back of my head, “I should’ve known then we didn’t match. It’s not a bad thing; we just don’t line up in our likes and dislikes. We don’t really have anything in common, and now we know we aren’t mates.”
Lisa cried, “So everyone finally got to you.” I groaned, “Lisa, it’s not about everyone else. It’s about us.” Lisa asked, “And if we’d been mated would you say any of this?” I pointed out, “We weren’t, so that’s not really a relevant question.”
Lisa pressed, “But what if I was your mate?” I said, “Then we’d be marked and mated.
” Lisa begged, “Then just give us a chance. If I was your mate, you would’ve looked past our lack of shared interests.
” I pointed out again, “Except we aren’t mates, Lisa.
Clearly because we are not two pieces of a puzzle that fit together. ”
Lisa snorted, “That sounds like something Keith would say. You’re turning into him.
” I growled at her, which startled both of us.
I’d never growled at her. I closed my eyes trying to reign myself in.
Channing said, “I’m with you, Keaton.” I asked, “What about Lady?” Channing answered, “She’s sleeping. ”
I warned Lisa, “That’s my brother, and twin, you are talking about. Keith said nothing of the sort. Those are my words. I care about you Lisa, I do.” She snorted interrupting, “Don’t you dare say let’s just be friends. Don’t you even consider giving me that speech.”
I admitted, “I wasn’t going to.” Lisa said, “Good. Then when you come home, we will sort this silliness. You go have your space, and I’ll have mine.
You’ll see I’m what’s best for you. I make you a better man and Alpha.
I point out your flaws and help you fix them.
We’ll be together in the end, Keaton. You’ll see, it’s you and me. ”
I was too stunned to reply. Lisa emphatically declared, “So, we are still dating.” Then walked away.
I stood there with my jaw dropped. Channing growled, “Points out our flaws and fixes them?! What flaw was she changing? Because we didn’t get a five star hotel reservation for our first time together?
! The cabin was perfect! She was the one who ruined it. ”
I actually agreed with my wolf there. It was our first time together, and the first for both of us. I’d planned it and decorated. She’d handed me a three page paper on how to improve the next day. I was crushed and had some episode.
Channing replied, “You did not.” I did though because I thought the paper was sweating when it was me.
Channing said, “I told you then, and I’ll tell you now that set up was great.
Including the sex. Lisa came multiple times before you did.
Despite what that paper said you don’t have to get her off ten times before you can come.
She wrote awful things in that paper that just aren’t true. ”
Whether they were or not, that’s what I did now. Ever since that first time we had sex I became the master of putting off my own orgasm. Some of my friends talked about their highlight reels to finish. Meanwhile, I had one to keep me from finishing.
Lisa always had notes after we were done anyway.
Honestly, I hadn’t been very into sex lately.
I was quite literally tired of getting a paper on my performance.
I’m not kidding when I say she’d give me one after every time we had sex.
I wondered if Justin got one. Maybe he liked getting critiqued.
Or maybe they had sex the way she liked.
I shook my head, went inside, and went directly to my room. To my surprise I found my Grandpa Frank. He was red faced and angry. I asked, “What’s wrong, Grandpa?” He turned saying, “I’ll start by saying I came in here to find that book you borrowed on pack history.” Ok.
Grandpa Frank continued, “So I looked for it on your bookshelf. I found it, but when I pulled it off a folder fell. I picked up the contents to put them back and saw a sentence and anger took over so I read more. What the fuck is this, Keaton?”
I cringed when I saw the papers in his hands. They were Lisa’s sex reports. Embarrassment filled me. I faltered, “Umm.” Grandpa Frank declared, “This is completely unacceptable. This is the most degrading thing I have ever read, and I only read ONE of them.”
Channing said, “I feel now is not the time to say I told you so.” It was not.
Grandpa continued, “There are open and honest conversations to have about the bedroom and what your partner dislikes and likes. That should be an open line of communication, but this shit?” He waved around the papers that were my secret shame.
Grandpa shook angrily, “Makes me want to throw and break shit. Do you actually believe any of this drivel written here?” Moon Goddess let the earth swallow me whole. Channing said, “He’s taking the silence as an answer.” It was one.
Grandpa sighed, “This is degrading and rude as fuck. I can’t believe that horrible girl did this. More than once too. This…” he trailed off then continued, “the things written in here are verbally abusive. You know that, right?”
I frowned saying, “Lisa was just giving pointers.” Grandpa threw the papers in anger, “No, telling someone they are a selfish asshole because his girlfriend only came seven times before he did, which means he has a lack of stamina, is not a pointer.”
Grandpa growled, “That wicked girl told you to run more to build your stamina to please her! That vapid, shallow thing told you that you only had a six pack instead of an eight pack which made you lazy and ugly. She wrote that your muscles weren’t defined enough and she barely got through having sex with you. ”
“This is not healthy. No, this is not right or even remotely what a healthy sex life looks like. This is…” He ran his hands over his face, “I’m honestly out of words. It’s abhorrent and so far from ok you can’t see it in the rearview. From what I read, you’re good at having sex.”
Grandpa muttered, “God, this girl is making me have the weirdest conversation with my grandson. Where is a Hackura man when you need one? They would be better at this.” I admitted my shame, “I’m obviously not good at sex, Grandpa. My girlfriend writes me ways to improve after every time we do it.”
Grandpa shouted, “EVERY FUCKING TIME?! Are you kidding me? You’re joking. Be joking. This has been going on since you were sixteen?!” A knock sounded on my door. I sighed, “Come in.” Dad and Emmett walked in. I groaned knowing my shame would be complete.
Dad asked, “What’s going on?” I semi pleaded, “Please god, no. Just…” Grandpa jumped in, “Son, I’m having a talk with my grandson. Both of you need to leave for now.” Dad frowned. I asked, “Please, can we all not talk about this?”
Emmett asked, “Talk about what?” Keith was hovering outside the door and we locked eyes. His eyes narrowed on the pages in grandpa’s hands. It was a secret I’d kept even from him. I asked, “Please, guys. Seriously, it’s humiliating enough grandpa knows.”
Emmett asked, “Do you have a secret porn stash that grandpa found? Don’t worry little bro, I can surpass you there. Mom found mine when I was fifteen. That was way worse than grandpa finding yours. Trust me.” I snorted, actually wishing that’s what had been found. That would be less awkward.
Grandpa declared, “Keaton’s fine. We are having a grandpa to grandson chat.” Emmett shrugged, “We had those. Come on, old man.” Dad looked worriedly at me then left. Keith gave me a look that said he wasn’t going to let this go, but for now he left.
Grandpa sighed, “Your mom would have Haley do some god awful shit to Lisa for this. I need you to know you’re an attractive young man, and you don’t owe that girl anything. I’m starting to think she’s got some spell on you. Why else would you put up with this?” I sat down on my bed.
I explained, “I thought Lisa was my mate, and I just wanted to make her happy. Plus, I didn’t want it to spread around the pack how bad I was in bed.
Everyone hears how pleased Alexandria is; we've heard her more than once. Same with mom and dad, as much as I try not to hear it. No one complains about Keith, quite the opposite. Even you and grandma.” I cringed saying it.
I whispered, “It’s embarrassing. Alpha’s have a reputation for being good at sex but I’m not.” Grandpa slapped the back of my head saying, “If Lisa told any single girl in this pack you were not good at sex and gave these details, which they would ask for, they would call her insane.”
Channing perked up in my head saying, “That’s what I thought.
” He was a new wolf, but he thought we were good.
Grandpa muttered, “Lisa might actually be off her rocker. To put someone down like this, someone that you claim to love no less, is awful. That’s not love, but you know that.
I don’t know how she has you in her clutches, but… .” he trailed off.