[Rock]Corrine’s face fell. She stopped posturing at me and looked like she had been slapped. I straightened up and looked down at her with all the disdain I had for her since Carmen told me about everything that happened. She may not have hit Carmen, but she did stand there and let it happen. She wasn’t crying now. Her hands went up and clasped over her heart, as if she was trying to hold it together. Carmen stepped out from behind me and held my hand. “Look at me, Mother. I’m happy. I’m with the person who loves me most in the world. All you see is a troll and a blind girl. You don’t see a woman and her true mate. Until you can see that, I don’t want anything to do with you. If you and Dad don’t get your ѕhit together, you’re never going to see me outside of brief glances at pack events. Is that what you want?” Carmen asked. Her mother shook her head. “N-No. Please come home. We’ll be better. We’ll give you more freedom. Your dad will never hit you again. Reject this troll and let us help you find a better mate. You don’t belong with a fae. You’re a werewolf. You belong with a werewolf.” “I am a werewolf, but my home is with the fae. You still don’t understand me and I’m afraid you never will. I don’t know what the fae did to you and Dad, but Rock isn’t whoever made you hate fae. He loves me and he accepted me. That’s more than any werewolf ever did. “Aside from my friends, I was accepted with conditions. As long as I wasn’t too much trouble. As long as I stayed in one place so they wouldn’t worry. As long as they had to be around me to get whatever they wanted from you, Dad, or Mike. Rock loves me. Not in spite of something. Not as long as I am useful. Not because I am a werewolf. He loves me because I am his,” Carmen told her. I squeezed her hand gently. She needed to get this out. It was weighing on her the whole time we were getting to know each other. Carmen never had the chance to tell her parents off from a safe place. I was that safe place. If she needed to hide behind me and yell, I would willingly be her fortress.“We loved you. We love you. We took care of you. We fought for you. You left us behind as if we were your enemies. All we wanted was for you to have a mate that fit you and a safe life. A Beta could have hired nannies to take care of your pups. What does a troll have to offer? How can he take care of you when all fae are selfish, greedy thieves?” her mother asked.She wasn’t wrong. Most fae fell into that category. Trolls were inherently selfish, but that selfishness included our mates. We were selfish about them and we would do anything we could to get them what they wanted. We wanted them to always stay with us.I felt the familiar tickle of the warlock watching. I was wondering if he was part of this, but I wouldn’t try to find him. I was Carmen’s rock in more ways than one right now. She needed me there for her. I’d find him and kick his ass later. “Rock is a successful businessman. He has a large house that’s perfect for the family I plan to have with him. If we need a nanny, we can afford to hire one. All Rock ever needed to offer was his heart and his arms. Even if he lived in a cave, I would have loved him and accepted him!” Carmen replied while stomping her foot. My smile threatened to break free. Trolls hadn’t lived in caves for centuries. Not when they could have comfortable houses built. I wasn’t going to point that out to my little mate while she was on a roll, though. “You would give up your pack and your family for some fae who probably tricked you into thinking you were his mate…. After everything we did to raise you and protect you…. I never thought you would be so ungrateful and disrespectful…” Corrine hissed.“She’s not giving up anything,” I growled. “You’re the one who’s giving up on her because she’s not begging for the scraps of a life you were willing to give her.” “You wouldn’t let me grow with you, so now I have to grow away from you. If my life now is so disappointing to you, then I think it’s best if we stop speaking,” Carmen said softly. She put her hand on my arm and turned toward me. I could see the strain on her face. Carmen might not be able to see, but her emotions were clear in her eyes. I hated seeing her hurt. “Control your wolf,” I snarled at the Gamma and herded my mate into the truck. I closed the door after locking it. I wouldn’t have that woman try to pull Carmen from the truck. As I walked around the truck, I kept an eye on Carmen’s mother and on a nearby shadow that had weird vibes. Getting in the truck, I started it up and pulled around to leave the hospital parking lot. That warlock could stay and watch Carmen’s mother throw whatever tantrum she wanted. I didn’t care. Carmen was silent as we drove out of the pack lands. I focused on the road ahead of me. She would talk when she was ready.  I glanced at Carmen as we headed toward the fae lands. She was pissed. I thought she would be upset, but I thought it would be more of a tearful upset. I thought she would be sad that her mom didn’t accept us. “Are you okay? You look like you’re about to explode,” I said quietly to her. She let out the longest, shrillest, most frustrated scream I’d ever heard. It was painful to hear, mostly because my ears were sensitive to the sound. Part of it was the pain in her scream. “Feel better?” I asked. “I want to bite something. I’m so angry, I want to tear something up!” she snarled. I held my hand out to her, brushing her shoulder. Carmen turned to me and took my hand. She looked curious. “Bite me. When we get home, I can help with your other destructive urges. When I tell you to stop biting, though, you stop,” I told her. “I shouldn’t bite you, Rock. I don’t want to hurt you.” I laughed. “You can’t hurt me, little wolf. Go ahead. I’ll get us home safe.” She didn’t need much convincing. Carmen started biting my arm as if she was trying to break the skin. My flesh gave but didn’t break. I wanted to be sure of how indestructible I really was. Issuing a threat had to be backed by truth. The fact that Carmen was able to mark me in her way meant she could bite into my skin, but nothing else had ever been able to, and I was attacked by a few frightened dogs before. We drove home like that. Carmen worked out her frustration out on my arm while I focused on getting us home safely. I didn’t mind it. I actually liked how it felt when she bit me. Carmen licked whenever she thought she bit too hard and it felt a little sensual. I pulled into the driveway and took my arm back to put the truck in park and turn it off. Carmen pulled herself into a small area of the truck seat. She looked ashamed of herself. “How can I help? Do you still want to break or tear something?” I asked. “What did I do wrong that my parents are acting like this? It can’t just be accepting my mate. It has to be more than that. Doesn’t it? Why do they think I’m trying to hurt them? She called me disrespectful, Rock. I’ve never been disrespectful in my entire life,” Carmen murmured. “Am I really that disappointing to them?” “You’re not going to cry, are you?” I asked. Carmen laughed. “No. I don’t cry as much as my mom. I started getting annoyed at how much she cried around the house to get us to comply. Sometimes I can’t stop it, but I try not to cry too much.” “If you ever need to cry, you can. I know having a soft mate means dealing with a lot more emotion than a troll might have. I’m not telling you not to feel.” She smiled and unbuckled her seatbelt, then crawled across the bench seat to where I was. Carmen unbuckled my seatbelt, too. Her hand crept onto my thigh and slid up. I groaned when she started rubbing my cоck. Using her other hand, she pulled herself up to my ear. Carmen kissed my earlobe and started licking and kissing my ear. I’d never felt anything so intense. Her hand slid off my cоck as she raised herself up to lick and kiss the tip of my ear. I barely registered her unbuttoning my shirt. It wasn’t until I felt the silky feeling of her fingertips tracing over my nіpple when she sucked the tip of my ear into her mouth. My eyes rolled back in my head as she swirled her tongue around the pointed tip of my ear. It was as if I couldn’t control my body at all. All of my strength left my body as my tiny mate sucked my ear off. That was the best way I could describe it. After a while, she released my ear and straddled my lap. Carmen’s hands came up to my face as her eyes met mine. There was a look of determination in them. “I’ve always been a good girl, Rock. Did you know that?” she asked as her body ground against mine. “I followed every rule. I listened to every lecture. I did everything they told me to do.” I gripped her hips, trying to stop them. I was still weakened from her sucking my soul out through my ear. My cоck was trying to bust through my pants to get to her. Carmen grabbed my wrists and moved my hands to her ass. She put her hands on my chest and ground herself harder against the bulge in my pants. Leaning in, she started kissing my neck and bit down on the mark she’d left on my neck. I growled with desire and she growled back at me. “I’m not a good girl anymore, Rock. I can’t do what they want me to do anymore,” Carmen murmured, her fingers sliding down my body, toward my pants. “Do you think I’m a bad girl, Rock? Or can I be good again some other way?” “You’re not a bad girl, Carmen,” I groaned as she started unbuttoning my pants. “You’re always a good girl. But now, you’re a good troll girl instead of a good wolf girl.” She was more like a troll than any softie I’d ever met. She might look like a human, but she had the heart of a troll. I couldn’t deny that. She was a little more troll-like every day. I felt her free my cоck from the prison of my pants. I reached under her skirt and tore her panties to pieces. Nothing was going to stop me from having my little mate right here. Using my glamour, I blacked out the windows of the truck. It was still late afternoon and the sun was up. I didn’t want the neighbors to disturb us. Carmen wrapped her arms around my neck and started kissing me. She pulled back and slowly started working her way down my stiff length. “I love you. I’ll never disappoint you, I promise. So keep on loving me,” Carmen whispered. “Keep being yourself, Carmen. Don’t change yourself to make me happy. I’ll love you no matter who you are. Be my good girl, my bad girl, my wolf girl. As long as you’re mine, I don’t care if you’re good or bad,” I replied. “You have stolen my heart, little wolf. I’m yours.” “So I’m a greedy thief. I guess that means my mom was right because I feel more like a fae than a werewolf and I’ve been more accepted here than I ever was in the pack.” Carmen raised and lowered herself in my lap, sliding up and down my cоck. I kept her close to me as she moved sensually up and down my shaft. She leaned back, holding onto my shoulders as she moved to make me rub her g-spot. She was a vision to watch. Her hair had started coming loose from the tight bun and tendrils fluttered as she moved, from time to time, some would stick to her lips for a few bounces. Her lids were heavy with lust and her sweet lips parted with her desirous breaths. The rest of her was still dressed in her stern little dress suit. It was like having an affair without guilt. My sweet little mate was both a soft and free girl and a stern, hardworking woman.“I’m going to сum,” Carmen whispered and bit her lip as her eyes closed, her body impaled on my cоck.I gripped her waist and began pounding in and out of her. Her body shook as she was driven to a higher level of pleasure. Carmen cried out as her оrgasm shook her body. My excitement was increased by the grasping muscles I pushed through with every thrust. Carmen bounced on me in an out-of-control way. She had hers, it was time for mine. Gripping her hips, I started guiding her movements. It felt so good to feel her soft little body accepting me, as she always did. I kept going until she came again. Every time was a revelation a new set of sounds my little mate uttered. “Turn around,” I growled. “Yes, Alpha,” Carmen whimpered. It took a bit of maneuvering, but she ended up sitting on my lap, facing the steering wheel of the truck. I slid back into her and pushed her chest against the steering wheel while pulling her hair free from the bun and wrapping my fingers in the dark chocolate waves. I gripped her hair close to her scalp and pulled her head back. Carmen moaned. “Put your hands on the wheel and don’t let go,” I ordered. “Yes, Alpha,” Carmen whimpered, but complied.I pulled her hips back and started pounding into her. She was tight, her muscles gripping me as I thrust into her. Her whimpers were timed to each thrust.Carmen cried out in surprise when I pulled her head backward. Her back arched and her chest hit the horn, causing it to sound. I may have cared about the neighbors before, but I didn’t anymore. Let them be disturbed. Leaning over her, I grunted into her little ear with every thrust. My growls and moans were more animalistic than human. I didn’t even know how I managed to move that way. With Carmen, I could do anything and I wanted to own her here in this place. I wanted to see her blush every day when I drove her to work.“Oh Goddess,” Carmen moaned and quivered in my grasp. Her оrgasm was close. She rocked back and forth on my cоck and rubbed herself against me. I leaned forward and pulled her hair back, hard.“You’re mine,” I growled.“Yes,” Carmen moaned as her body tensed.“Сum for me, my little mate.”Carmen shuddered on my cоck. I could feel her muscles squeezing me. Her little body was shaking with her оrgasm. She trembled through her оrgasm as I released myself inside her.I let go of her hair and there was another blast of the truck’s horn as she fell against the wheel. Carmen pushed herself off of the wheel and I pulled her against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her.She was mine. It didn’t matter if other people thought she was good or bad. I'll be there for her for the rest of our lives.