"She also told me where werewolves originally came from." I laughed and Ethan laughed with me.
It has been three days since Ethan and I kissed and it's been bliss since then. Even though we haven't made out since, the fact that Ethan is my supernatural bodyguard has brought us closer. We talked about a lot of things, our families, our friends, our mates, our pasts, and our expectations for the future.
It was refreshing to have such a connection with someone so far from home. It made me feel at peace and I could see that it made Ethan happy too.
Ethan had wanted to take me somewhere so; I was sitting in the passenger seat while he was driving his car. We had been driving for twenty minutes when he confessed that he was intrigued by my interactions with the moon goddess. He wanted to know everything the goddess had ever told me. I had already told him most of the information she had given me and its aftermath but there was still a lot more to tell.
"Oh, come on! It's not every day a supernatural goddess comes into someone's dreams." Ethan rolled her eyes.
"Really? So, she hasn't tormented anyone in the last centuries or so?" I scoffed and watched the roadside outside the car window.
"Tormenting? What are you talking about? I have never heard about the moon goddess visiting anyone, I swear. You are the first. So, it naturally makes me suspicious. I mean, look at you, you are the mate to a white wolf, the moon goddess visits you in your dreams, and you have a Batair, when the concept of supernatural protectors has been extinct for a few hundred years."
"Is this your way of telling me that I'm a special girl?" I asked and made a show of fluttering my eyelashes.
Ethan's cheeks tinged pink immediately. "Well, you don't need any of the above to be special, you know."
"Points to you for trying, Ethan." I laughed at his measly attempt at flirting.
"Okay, you got me." He laughed. "So, are you going to tell me?"
"Okay, I will. So, the moon goddess, or Selene, as she was called then was the daughter of a wrathful god, Hyperion. She was beautiful and had many suitors from a young age, which pleased his father to no end. His father was proud of her but her pride and arrogance always got in the way of her being great and being good to others."
"One time, a human was called into heaven for a special favor when he saw Selene, playing with her two brothers. He was enraptured by the beauty and wanted to win her over. Without thinking of the consequences, he proposed to her the next time he stood before her, in the family's dining room. Turns out, Hyperion wanted the human to take care of some of the water bodies that were losing their salt content. Hyperion told the man if Selene agreed to marry him, he would grant them his blessings, even if he did not want her daughter to be married to a human."
"When the human proposed to Selene on the balcony, she sneered and laughed at his face. She couldn't believe that a mere mortal from Earth dared to proclaim his love to her and ask her hand for marriage. Instead of letting the mortal go, Selene beheaded the human then and there."
"Hyperion was furious because, without the man, he knew he wouldn't be able to solve the problem of the large water bodies. So, the water bodies dried up, within seven days, and with it, all the animals who depended on the water bodies died too. Hyperion was devastated and angry. He transferred his wrath on his daughter, whose pride and arrogance had caused the lives of thousands of living organisms."
"So, he cursed her and exiled her to the planet Earth, till the time she learned the value of all life, be it human or animal. Selene landed on Earth, without any of her magical powers which made survival very hard for her. She was living on scraps and didn't know where to go."
"She didn't find any people and was left to fend for herself. One time, when she was dying of hunger, she stumbled upon a man, who was out hunting for his tribe. The man took pity on her barely conscious form and brought her back to health."
"He was the head of a hunter tribe, who survived by killing animals and trading for other necessities. As she became healthy, she found herself settling well into the tribal life and becoming a member of the tribe. She also fell in love with a man who had rescued her and they married shortly after."
"The night they married; Hyperion came to visit her in her dreams. He told her that he was proud of her that she had learnt to value all life and that he wanted her to come back. She told her father that she didn't want to go back to heaven but he didn't want to listen. He threatened to kill the man she loved and bring her back by force."
"When her husband found her crying the next morning, Selene told him everything, her true identity and the threats of her father. She cried in the arms of her husband as dawn broke."
"Theia, Selene's mother, knew that the union between the man and her daughter on their wedding night had resulted in a child. Afraid that Hyperion wouldn't care about his grandchild in his rage, she magically bound the souls of Selene and the mortal together. If one dies, so would the other. Theia knew that Hyperion wouldn't kill his daughter, because he loved her more than anything else."
"When Hyperion came to know what Theia had done, he was furious but powerless. He vowed to never see Selene's face for all her human life on Earth."
"Now, Selene was the moon goddess, which meant she was the goddess of all the things the moon controlled and she married a man, so their union was somewhat a mixture of both."
"Their child was a mix of both man and wolf, as the wolf pays his respects to the moon, he bows to it and howls at its full appearance. The fur of the wolf was white, symbolizing that he was the direct descendant of the moon goddess, the first ever werewolf."
"The magic with which Theia had bound Selene and the man had been blessed to their child too, which brought forth the concept of mates. The werewolf found his mate in the tribe itself and went on to have six children, who were all white wolves. They were the grandchildren of the moon goddess."
"By this time, the human life of Selene and her husband had finished. They both ascended to heaven, where they stayed together forever, overlooking and caring for their werewolf children."
"Hyperion, jealous and still feeling vengeful of his daughter's creation, cursed the six werewolves to limit their power. He crafted the spell so that only the first-born wolf of the white wolf and their mates would be born as the white wolf. Any other mating wouldn't result in a white wolf."
"This curse, as you know, still exists today because the second child of the white wolf and their mate isn't a white wolf, but a normal wolf. There are possibilities that the child may not be a wolf at all, but a normal human being."
"Slowly, the number of wolves grew and the six wolves dispersed to the different continents so that they could control and govern the wolves on that particular continent. And you know the rest of the story."
"Woah!" Ethan exclaimed and I laughed. It was a lot to take at first. It took me a lot of days to come to terms with all the information the moon goddess had chosen to give me.
Her story of fighting for her loved and chosen man sounded poetic to me. She had fought her father and the will of the gods to be with the man she loved. She had moved heaven and earth to stay with her soul mate and gave birth to a child that changed the lives of so many people.
"So, that's it." I laughed. "I think I need some water."
Ethan handed me a water bottle and I thanked him. I had been speaking for quite some time and my throat was feeling parched. I chugged down mouthfuls of the cool water and then looked out the window, only to be greeted by thick trees.
What the hell? Where were we? I had no idea there were woods around my sister's apartment but then again, we had been driving for over an hour, so I had no idea where we were.
"Where are we?" I wondered, interested in Ethan's choice of outing.
"I thought the woods would be a good place. We are here." With that, he parked at the start of the tree line. I looked out my window, I was sure there was no human settlement or any human for a few miles from here.
"Come on out. I want to show you, my wolf." Ethan smiled at me, his eyes shining bright and I felt excitement bubble up in me.
"You're going to show me your wolf?" I asked again, surprised by his words. Where did he get this idea from? I have known Ethan for more than three months and I haven't seen his wolf. I have found myself wondering what he would look like in his raw, animal form but I never had the guts to outright ask him about it. It was a weird conversation starter. How do you ask someone to show you their wolf anyway?Honestly, I never actually felt that level of security in my and Ethan's relationship, which could give me the confidence to ask him about it. Funny, how he brought the matter on his own, without any hint or nudging from my side."Yeah. Why? You don't want to?" Ethan joked, knowing fully well that I was jumping with curiosity and excitement at the prospect of his wolf.It has been a little over six months since I came to know about the existence of werewolves. Back home, I had seen so many pack members shift in their wolves and I had even ridden on two of them but nothing could take a
~ Harper’s POV ~It had been a week since Zara called me and I still couldn't believe that I would never see her again. She had explicitly stated that she wasn't going to come back but there was something inside me, a feeling maybe, which said that I would be seeing her soon. Honestly, I didn't know if I should be optimistic and believe this feeling inside of me, because that would mean that I was hanging to a thread of hope. I never said I wasn't desperate for her but I was also a realist.She was my mate and I loved her. I didn't love her because I needed her, I needed her because I loved her. I know that was quite cheesy of me to say that, but it was true. There were so many things happening at once and I was stuck in between everything. There was no easy way out for me. I could go after my mate, but I would be abandoning my pack, which had no alpha and was under the target of a rogue pack. Circumstances in my life had led me to a crossroads and I didn't know which path to take.
I was falling and floating at the same time. I huffed mentally, knowing what was about to come my way now. I was going to meet the goddess and I had no choice about it. After our last visit, when she told me about what was happening back home, I hadn't heard from her for a few days and I had breathed a sigh of relief. I couldn't understand why she had to come and give me information in installments. I mean she could simply tell me whatever there was to know and we could both go our merry ways. I could go back to my complicated life and she could go back to whatever it was that the gods did to pass their eternity.It never failed to amaze me how soft the grass felt under my body in this heavenly world. It was almost poetic. I wondered what would happen if I chose not to meet the goddess on the cliff but instead roam around the enchanted forest. I was curious about the secrets this heavenly place held and I would also escape from meeting with the goddess. Killing two birds with one st
I gathered my clothes as fast as I could, as well as all the necessities I couldn't live without. Everything else could wait.I was trembling all over md on the verge of a panic attack. My lips were trembling, my eyes were moist and my shoulders were ready to have a good cry. But I knew I didn't have the time, even though that was all I wanted. My travel suitcase was laid open on my bed and I was haphazardly dropping my clothes and essentials into it. I didn't need to be a neat freak right now. I didn't need my clothes to be properly folded and sorted by color. What I wanted was an easy getaway, to get on the road as soon as possible. It had been ten days since I talked to Harper when I told him that I was not going back home. How ironic that I was frantically trying to wrap up my life here, to do just that, return to my hometown. When I emptied my closet into the travel suitcase, I took a deep breath and felt a rush of emotions in my body. I look around the room which has been my
My father motioned for Aiden's father, Raphael, to speak, and what he said irritated the bubble inside me."We need to make Harper the alpha of the pack."I didn't know where he got this stupid idea in the first place. I know that he knew that to become an alpha, I needed to have my Luna with me. He also knew that Zara wasn't with me right now, so there was no way I could get the alpha position right now. It was basic werewolf knowledge and not some rocket science shit. My father scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. His pale face looked tired and withered and I hated to see him like that. Fragile in a hospital bed. But I also knew that I couldn't do anything about it. I was powerless here. Dad's healing was dependent on his willpower and his wolf's strength. I just hoped that it was enough to get my father in shape as soon as possible because I had a feeling these rogues were not going to rest for a long time. They had done considerable damage to the pack infrastructure and werewolf
~ Harper’s POV ~I snuggled deep into the duvet, grateful for the short amount of sleep I was getting at the moment. With everything happening with Zara, my dad, the pack, Katelyn, and the rogues, I have been on my toes for the longest time. Any little rest I could get, I was going to take it. No questions asked.My wolf felt relaxed too, as the faint smell of Zara surrounded us. My wolf took a deep whiff of her scent, hoping to wrap it around himself permanently. I shifted and turned my body around in sleep. I was stuck in the sweet limbo between sleep and conscious awakening. It was a sweet place to be.Last night, after my father had woken up and after the blasted meeting, I had let my wolf let off some steam. He had run for hours and was still surprisingly still feeling restless and ready to fight. I wasn't surprised when he had come to stop at the familiar house, after exhausting his muscles. I had resisted going to Zara's house to sleep for some time now. I had my reasons, one
~ Harper’s POV ~I needed to see my father immediately after getting the grave news of the murder of three innocent children. The incident was creeping into my conscience and was making me and my wolf feel reckless, vengeful, and guilty at the same time. So, that's exactly what I did.I walked over to the hospital and got my daily dose of coffee before mustering up enough courage to read the news to him. I knew the news would hit him hard. As an alpha, it was his job to take care of the people in the pack, as well as the people of the town. And to fail so miserably at the heavy task was a blow to one's confidence. I gave myself a mental pep talk before entering my dad's room. Mom and Katelyn had gone to the pack house to get fresh and change into new clothes. In all this drama, I didn't get enough time with my baby sister and I wanted to change that but there was no way in hell I could sit around while a dangerous enemy was looming in the background.I walked inside the room to find
~ Harper’s POV ~I took a deep breath as I contemplated the situation before knocking on the door. I knew what I had to do but that didn't make it any easier. My wolf was restless at the back of my mind, unable to sit still, but even he agreed that this needed to be done. This step was necessary because there was so much resting on my decisions.Before I could overthink everything and convince myself to walk away, I rang the doorbell of the mansion-style home of one of our esteemed warriors. I knew that both he and his wife were busy tracking the rogues, so there would be only one person in the home who I needed to talk to.I heard footsteps on the other side of the door and braved myself to face my problems head-on. Giving myself a mental pep talk didn't make it any easier to face Natalie.She was surprised to see me standing on her doorstep but the clever girl didn't say anything and stepped aside to let me enter.I entered her home and walked inside to sit on one of the couches in
Bonus Chapter: Natalie's POVI knew something was wrong when I didn't get my period for two months. I never had a smooth cycle so I wasn't troubled when they didn't happen the first time but their absence in the second consecutive month got me worried. My body had undergone certain changes I knew weren't normal and I was worrying myself to death, thinking about some kind of deadly disease that would kill me in a few months. Even though I knew that my immunity system was way better than a normal human's, I couldn't help but entertain such thoughts. I didn't tell anyone of my concerns as I didn't want anyone to worry because of my baseless concerns. Nonetheless, I booked the first possible appointment with the pack gynaecologist. I had prepared myself for everything, a tumour in my ovary, internal hemorrhaging of my uterus that would result in an immediate hysterectomy, or even breast cancer which would again lead to a complete mammectomy. But as I sat in front of the doctor and she ex
Bonus Chapter: Ethan's POVWhen you grow up as a werewolf, all you ever hear is the word 'mate', because people around you can't stop talking about them. Some elders talk about mates with a dazed but happy look in their eyes and you can easily tell how much they love their mates. When young people talked to mates, you could practically feel their longing and the love they had for their mates. When teenagers talk about mates, you can feel their desperation to find their mates and be one with them. Rejections in my pack were extremely rare and every werewolf lived happily ever after with their fated mates. There were no doubts, no questions asked because your mate could be the exact fit of your soul, your second half, and the one who you are supposed to live as long as you live. Growing up and watching my parents and pack members, this is all I had watched and learned, that a mate was for you to love, hold and protect till the end of your days. When you're brought up like that, the ide
EPILOGUE 3: HARPER'S POV (TEN YEARS LATER)It was three years ago when Mason was first teased by a classmate about the unusual arrangement of his parents. I had always known that as he was growing up, he became especially attuned to the fact that the way his family lived wasn't exactly normal by usual standards. There were so many unusual factors that they were bound to seem different to him and I wasn't exactly prepared for how Mason was coping with how different his family seemed to be from any other family in the pack. As the future alpha, it was essential to be a part of the pack because other people were often intimidated by the power you had and by the power you would have in the future. My father always taught me to be a part of the pack but always remember that you could never essentially be a part of the pack. And this is exactly what I had taught Mason to do; I had asked him to play with all the other wolf kids but always remember that in the future, he will be responsible
Epilogue 2: Zara's POVI could feel everyone's eyes on me, which instantly made me nervous. I hated feeling this way but I wasn't sure I could help it. I hated being the centre of attention and walking down an aisle and standing in front of all the pack members to take part in the Luna ceremony was exactly that, being the centre of attention. Harper had told me that since I was the true luna of the pack, the ceremony would be a little different and I wasn't sure how that would affect me as I hadn't exactly attended Natalie's ceremony. I weakly smiled at all the pack members assembled in the pack grounds and started walking down the aisle towards the raised stage at the front of the pack. I was barefoot to pay homage to the natural aspect of the pack and to respect the raw nature of the wolves. The grass was soft beneath my feet and I immediately compared the softness to the grass in the spirit world where I used to meet the moon goddess. Harper had instructed me to not look around an
Epilogue: Zara's POVA blush immediately coated my cheeks as I slowly woke up from my deep slumber. The bed felt too cosy and I couldn't help but snuggle against Harper's body. His amazing body heat and the tingles that danced all over my skin whenever we touched made me let out a deep, sleepy moan. I felt Harper stir beside me and felt his arm settle on my bare hip, eliciting a heady warmth to settle deep in my belly. His thumb gently caressed my hip bone and I moved closer to him, determined to have as much skin contact as possible and leave no space between us. Harper's scent surrounded me, which brought an involuntary sleepy smile to my face. Even with my eyes closed, I could picture Harper's slightly upturned nose as he slept. It was too hard to resist his adorable expressions so most of the time, I didn't even try. My head rested on his shoulder and my face settled in the crook of his neck. Without needing to open my eyes, I leaned forward and planted an open-mouthed kiss on Ha
I thought about it for so many months, because the act of being marked by Harper seemed final. It felt like a full stop and in a way, it was final, an end. I knew the meaning of being marked even before I had decided to go away when I had learned of Natalie's pregnancy. I had asked him to mark me so many months ago and he had refused. It seemed so long ago, Aiden's birthday party when he found out that Samantha was his mate. So much has happened since then, things that have made me value the most precious things in life, let go of grudges, and the importance of relationships. After all, I have been through, I believe I have grown as a person. Not just me either, I know that all of us, Harper, Natalie, Samantha, and Aiden have grown up and matured in a way that most eighteen-year-olds don't. Well, Natalie is nineteen years old and so is Harper, as of today. So, I want to stress the fact that the decision to mate with Harper wasn't a light one even though I know most people wouldn't s
I think what the moon goddess said somehow helped me get over Ethan's death. I was still wrung and grieving about him for weeks, don't get me wrong but thinking about how must be at peace somehow made it easy to bear his loss. If I were to believe the goddess' words, Ethan wasn't happy in his life and was lost because he had no apparent purpose. I like to think that he got the release he so desperately wanted and needed. Even after knowing all this, I still couldn't cope with the fact that I won't be seeing him every day. He had been my source of comfort and strength for so long, he was someone I could lean on. He had begun to understand me in ways I'd never thought possible. And his absence felt left like a big void and I wasn't sure I could fill it. I didn't know if it was possible to fill it. When Harper told me that Ethan wouldn't be getting a funeral like the pack members because he was a rogue, I had been so infuriated. I knew that what Harper was saying was a part of who he w
~ Harper’s POV~"You do realize that to break the bond between us, either one of us will have to complete the mating process and mark our mates," I remarked and watched as Natalie nodded her head in acknowledgment. We had just gotten back after performing the final rites of the pack warriors who had lost their lives from the battle with the rogues. Needless to say, we needed some time to regain our bearings before we mingled with the rest of the world. I had done it before when my father was fighting for his life and I still found it jarring to my being, to perform the final rites of the werewolves who lose their lives. I couldn't imagine how Natalie must be feeling as it was her first time dealing with this ceremony. And hopefully, the last time. "I know," she said and we didn't speak for a few moments. I sincerely hoped that it would get easier with time, performing this ritual. It certainly hurt more when I knew that the pack members were paying for the mistakes my father committe
When I came to my senses, I immediately knew that Harper wasn't in the bed with me. I had lost consciousness when I was engulfed in his body heat, with his arms wrapped around me. The loss of his presence was so pronounced that I didn't want to open my eyes. It felt like he was the only reason I wasn't emotionally breaking down right now. A very big part of me wanted to be near him right now and the fact that he wasn't here with me disappointed me a lot. Even in my dreams, I had expected him to be here with me, helping me get over my loss. I wanted to never open my eyes and I was glad the room was shrouded in darkness. My neck prickled in awareness and I became aware of someone sitting in the room and even though, the threat of the rogues was over, I suddenly felt unsafe. "I know you are awake, Zara." I recognized that voice and the fear immediately abated. I opened my eyes and got up in a seating position. I leaned against the headboard and regarded the figure of the soft figure of