Finding her mate

“‘Emandra ……….. Eman…… wake up baby it's your birthday’’’ Emandra sluggishly got out of bed, she had not had enough sleep and hoped to sleep more but her mother had other plans. She had stayed up late into the night wishing for a change, she wanted nothing but her wolf. She was the only one of age in the snowfall pack who had not gotten her wolf. 

The support of her family was great but that did not stop the bullying she received from school. She felt so ashamed of herself for having her younger sister Paris always standing up and fighting her battles when it had to be the other way round. 

She quickly got into the shower, today was either going to be a blessing or a nightmare, either way, she was certain to get some answers. She walks out of the shower feeling warm and optimistic, her eyes quickly glancing through her closet and picking out a purple evening gown adorned with intricate lace. a black leather jacket neatly hanging on her dresser to complete her looks, she wore her long black waist-length hair in a ponytail. 

She sniffed the jacket one more time and smiled, she can still picture the night Mirrod Wicks the young Alpha who was a friend to her sister had saved her life from the rogues and gifted her his jacket to cover up. Ever since she has had a huge crush on him and secretly wishes he was her fated mate. To her, their bond would be nothing but perfect. 

“‘Oh…Emandra’’ Paris beamed with joy seeing her elder sister looking all stunning. She was the prettiest girl in the pack and well endowed. Her boobs were of good size, and an ass worth dying for. Her features have always made her stand out even more to her displeasure without a wolf

“ you look beautiful sis, I bet this year will be different”; she assures her engulfing her in a big tight hug. 

‘“Oh how I wish Paris! All I want is my wolf so I can find my mate’’ Emandra sighs, with so much uncertainty. She has a supporting family like always, they have been there for her reassuring her every other year that her wolf would surface, however, every birthday came and went with no change.

‘’It will come and I can't wait to see your mate princess”’. Albert walks out joining the girls in the group hug, he would have loved to have Emandra celebrate her birthday with a party like every other year. However this year was different, it was time for the snowfall pack to host the decade action for the Omega, and it fell on the same day as Emandra’s birthday. As Beta of the pack, his family could not be absent in such an important event. 

‘’I see you have your good luck jacket on" Ursula Carter, her mother smiled at the girls descending the stairs, they were all dressed for the event and ready to go. Emandra could not hide the flush on her face at the mention of Mirrod’s jacket. It Was an open teaser in her family as everyone knew of her little crush, Paris on the other hand would asked Mirrod over on several occasions just to see the sheepish smile on her sister's face.

“all set?”' Ursula asked, taking a second glance at them and fixed them up. Mothers would always babysit their children no matter how grown up they were. Ursula could not hide the worry on her face, she had prepared herself for a very long time and she could not help but shed tears. No mother is ever prepared for the departure of her children.

 “How prepared are you for your mate Emand?” Paris took her hand as they both climbed into the back seat of the Range Rover. A pack as prosperous as snowfall and the second most beautiful after the moon crescent pack. As Beta of the pack, he had a good enough income to provide his family with a luxurious lifestyle, and having a wife who is friends with Luna helped immensely.

“‘I don't know,’’ Emandra answered honestly. The same question has been troubling her for months. What if he was not who she wanted? What if she had to leave the pack to another, and the most dreaded thing which kept her awake and had crept its way into her dreams, or rather made her have nightmares, was what if he had a chosen mate?

It was not very uncommon for such. The fated mate bond was strong but others would reject their mates for power, love, or any reason dim fit, she was indeed scared out of her wits.

She had thought of countless scenarios, but could only picture Mirrod as her mate, soon the family of four arrived at the venue, Emandra and Paris were eager, it was their very first action as the last one had taken place when Emandra was barely eight years old.

“Have a great night girls. Your mother and I will be extremely busy”’ Albert kisses his girls on the forehead before heading with Ursula to a greet guest. Alpha from other packs had come in and as a beta, he had to make sure they were comfortable and were taken care of. Paris wasted no time in joining her friends while Emandra could only decline a good number of lust-driven men and retired to the pond which was quiet and peaceful. 

She has never been a fan of parties while she always had one for her birthdays, Paris enjoyed it more than she did. Her eyes constantly glanced over her pink watch sitting on her left hand, it was old but looked unique and expensive. She could not place her head on who had given her or where she got it, but baby photos of her showed she had owned it all her life. She still feels nothing and desperately hopes the strokes of 12 bring about a change. 

As time flies by her anxiety only gets the best of her, but it is soon twelve only 2 minutes away. Emandra stands up dusting her dress. It was clear like every other birthday she was not having her wolf, the tears she had been hiding all along felt freely tainting her soft cheeks.

 ‘’I wouldn't be crying when I have a mate to find’’ a voice from within her half laughed. Emandra could not believe she had a wolf. 

‘’I am Emma, nice to meet you finally, you cry baby’’ her wolf joked but Emandra caredless, she did not mind being teased if her wolf was the one doing it. She was excited, she could not wait to share the good news with her family. 

She dashed back into the party with full spirit eagerly searching for her family. She saw her mother with the luna and just when she was about to head toward her, a scent caught her attention it smelled nice, way nicer than her favorite beacon, she had a watering taste in her mouth her legs no longer listened to her as it look off heading for the opposite direction from her mother.

 She ran through the massive hallway of the castle. The scent got even more familiar as she moved forward. Then the door at the end of the hallway came into view. she was more than certain whatever her wolf was after laid behind that closed door. A step at a time her heart racing louder and faster than a car track. 

‘’Oh come on, you know I love you right? I don't care about my mate’’ she heard a voice, each word broke her heart, and her heartbeat spiked up quickly recognizing the familiarity of the voice.

‘’What about my sister? she is your mate and your bond is stronger’’ a female voice she knew too well. it cannot be. Emandra tried so hard to fight back her tears whoever was in there with Paris was her mate and her sister knew of it.

 “Yes she is my mate, but I love you I would mark you and reject her’” now that was the final blow she had been waiting for. The thought of rejection sent her wolf into a crazed state, she had only gotten her wolf and the impending danger of losing her weight so heavily on her shoulders, mate rejection was no joke, it rarely happened however, she has long been educated on the dangers and pains it accompanied. 

her mind wanted to leave and pretend nothing happened, but her hands and legs wouldn't listen, she slowly grabbed the doorknob and yanked it open. The couple tangle on the bed all naked Struggled to cover themselves from the shit sudden intrusion

‘’‘ Alpha… Mirrod?’ Emandra called, not sure her eyes were seeing as clearly they ought to, but before she could alter another word her wolf said the most dreaded words.

 ‘’Mate’’.