Kruk
My mate was gone.
I'd woken to a slamming door and the faint sound of running footsteps. By the time I'd fully woken up, he was gone.
Part of me wonders if I'd dreamed him, but his scent is everywhere and he'd left his boots.
Had he meant to or had he simply been in a hurry to run away from me? My heart aches at the thought. Had I already done something to make him angry at me? Maybe I hadn't snuggled him tightly enough and he didn't feel comfortable with me.
I would have to ask when I found him.
Hauling myself from the small bed, the blanket falls off me and my cock stands at the ready. I stare at it in wonder, as if I'd never seen it this hard before, and in truth, I hadn't.
Not even with Amberlee had it stood this firm. I chuckle, my mate was already changing me and I hadn't even heard his voice or tasted his lip or felt his cock in my hand.
And speaking of cocks..
I take care of my needs quickly, wanting to get on the hunt while his trail was still fresh. Once dressed, I go across the hall to Ozogs room.
"Ozog!" I bellow as I burst into my brother's room.
Several human women tumble from his bed, their naked bodies on full display. My brother turns lazily to me as another woman plays with his cock, "good morning to you too brother," he says happily.
"I found my mate," I tell him quickly.
"Did you?" He asks, clearly not believing me. "Another whore? Or has Amberlee wondered back into your life?"
"Do not call him that!" I below, scaring the woman by his cock. "He is not a whore!"
"He?" My brother asks with more interest. "It wouldn't happen to be that little man from last night would it? You know the one with the big titted woman at the festival." He laughs, "although that describes nearly everyone there."
It does but he's not wrong, "it is him. The sweet little blond man."
"And you're sure this time?"
I nod, "very. It's nothing like it was with the whore."
"Well, well," he mutters. "He must be your mate if you're finally calling the whore what she is." He pushes the woman off of him gently and stands up, shoving his still erect cock into his pants, "let's go meet the lad! I'm starved and what better way to my new brother than over roasted meat!"
Shame fills my chest as I admit, "I do not have him. He.. ran away."
"He did what?"
"Ran. Away." I repeated, biting out each word.
"What in the hells did you do to the boy?" Ozog asks incredulously.
"I don't know, but I want to find out. I need your help to find him," I nearly beg. "Please brother."
He shakes his head, "only you could find your mate and lose him in the span of a single night." He comes over to me and claps me on the shoulder, "let's go find him. What's his name? Where does he work? We can start there."
Once more I'm filled with shame, "I don't know."
"Kruk!" He yells.
"He was unconscious when I found him!" I yell back. "And I was asleep when he ran off!"
"I swear if you weren't my brother," he hisses. "Do you at least know if he's actually human?"
This time I can confidently answer, "he is human. His scent identical to them."
Ozog sighs, "at least you know something about him. Come, let's start this human goose chase."