‘My mate?’ I stutter to Orla. How can this be happening. Now of all times. As werewolves you learn of fated mates. The bond. The connection. How wonderful it feels. And being a teenage girl you start building up dreams of meeting your fated mate. Read stories, watch films, and hope for dreams of romance. This was not the things I had dreamt of! Meeting my fated mate in the midst of a fucking warzone! ‘Go find mate!’ Orla is yelling at me. My mind is still trying to process what is happening. My mate is here? But… I knew everyone in River Ash Pack... I would have known if my mate was here. My heart dropped. That has to mean that my fated mate is one of the soldiers invading us? No. That can’t be right. Why would the moon goddess fate me to a soldier of that pack?! The pack that killed my father! The pack that was instigating conflict on our region? ‘Now girl! Now. Mate!’ Orla is pushing me. I feel her forcing the shift now. My body begins the modification in
No! No. No. No. He has Killian’s neck in his teeth. He has attacked my mate. Gone for his neck. He planned to kill. Of that there was no doubt. The wolf drops Killian’s now limp body. The brightness in those beautiful blue eyes now gone. My legs give way, and I drop to the floor next to Killian’s body, picking him up, so his body is laid within my arms. He is trembling, blood pours from wounds on his neck. A wound almost where I should have been marking him. A mark to show the world he was mine. But now he would never be mine. This perfect mate the moon goddess chose for me is dying in my arms. I am no fool to that. I feel myself sobbing. Tears dropping onto Killian. His eyes still wide, though vacant. I am not even sure he hasn’t already gone. “No!” I am screaming. Yet the scream sounds so distant. How can life be so cruel? I had barely met him. Barely known him. One kiss. One moment in this existence was all we were allowed to share before he was snatched from me.
The atmosphere in pack today had been unsettled. Things were rarely communicated with us with us not being a part of the actual pack, so we were only told things on a need to know basis, but I had a skill of being able to pick up on auras, and it was unnatural today. An uneasy air throughout the pack no matter where I went. We did the training we normally did amongst ourselves, though today when we looked to go and use the training field at the time we usually were able to, we were sent away, the pack warriors in the middle of what appeared to be some seriously heavy training. Which only added to my concerns. Warriors do not train in such a way unless trouble was coming. Were they anticipating trouble? Surely if that was the case they should have the decency to inform us? We may only be guests on their land but we helped in their defence on their last invasion. Surely they would consider that… I felt on edge myself now, as did my wolf, Rek, and there was little that both
We had done our best to remain distracted all day. Done our rounds through pack. Observed the warriors training with Ryder. Discussed things further with Ryder. He was shocked to hear what had happened. But still wanted to continue on with his training, wanting to be as prepared as he could be. I had no reason to disagree with his logic on this, we need to be prepared, we could well be next on Night Shade Pack's path of destruction. Trying to stay distracted had not exactly been as successful as I had hoped, my mind drifting so often I was far from focused. I had not taken in half of the details of the things we had done today, so I am hoping none of them were vitally important. I think this was just proving to my mind, that Evelyn was more important to me than I had been willing to accept. I was terrifed for her safety. The same as I would be for a close friend or family member. Yet this was a she-wolf that had only recently come into my life, one I barely knew, but one I new
My heart felt like it had stopped. I was always certain I would never have a second chance mate. My aura so dark after I lost my fated mate, I thought I was a lost soul, never to be fixed. Unable to heal. Why would the moon goddess have chosen me for this goddess in front of me? She was heavenly, of that there was no doubt, but did I deserve her? Her wailing stopped and she fell to the floor, seemingly in sleep, or collapsed from tiredness, I was truly unsure. But one thing of which I was sure, was that I needed to return her to the safety of Mystic Shadow Pack, to the Alpha and The Beta there, they would know what needed to be done. I was yet to decide of what I should do about the fact she was my mate. She was beautiful. And clearly had the affection already of a strong and handsome Alpha and Beta. Two men perhaps more worthy of her than I ever could be. I may have been blessed with her as a mate, a second chance, but I was nothing but a rogue now. Living on the terr
I was in the forest a moment ago, I was sure of it. I was crying. Now I am in the arms of this man. This handsome man. Suddenly Orla is there, back within my mind. She had gone. she had left me, abandoned within the forest, all alone. Broken by the events of the afternoon. And yet, she was suddenly back. Giddy within my mind. What was happening? This man’s grip around me seems to tighten as I move slightly. My nose suddenly filled with the strongest scent of ginger and spice. So rich. Manly. Orla felt like she was bouncing around in my mind like a little pup. Why had she gone from being broken to so excited? ‘Mate!’ she squealed. ‘We have another! Mate! Mate!’ My eyes widened at her words. She had to be mistaken. We had just lost our fated mate, literally hours ago. How can this be our mate? My head jerks upward to look at him, and he is looking down now, to look at me, his short, slightly curly blond hair flopped over his face slightly, big green eyes meet mine
To receive that mindlink to say Evelyn was back on our territory filled me with relief. I had done nothing but freak out since we had come off the phone to her brother Jacob and heard she had never returned to pack. Hearing what had happened to her had broken my heart. I knew that pain. That loss you feel when you lose your mate. And to know she went through it alone. A pack member being the cause must have been hell for her and her wolf, likely sending them into a blind panic. The way the actions of her wolf were described sounded crazed, she was struggling. She was in pieces. She needed someone there for her. I wish I had been there for her. Instead, she was alone. All alone, unsure of what to do. Fearful of her own pack, and in a panic. But for her then to have disappeared with no response sent me and Cayden into a blind panic too. Yet Jacob told us not to hunt for her, to stay on our own territory. Not to risk ourselves for her. He had no clue, that I think I would di
My heart had been feeling instantly lighter hearing Evelyn was back, knowing she was safe again after worrying non-stop since the moment she had left pack, even more so after hearing what had happened to her, knowing she had suffered through that traumatic experience alone had broken my heart for her, I desperately wanted to be there for her. She did not deserve to go through that alone. So the relief of knowing she was back here where we could take care of her, where I could try to be a support to her was so immense. But then the sudden shift to my heart in a matter of hours was drastic, it had felt like it had fallen through the fucking floor the moment Jackson told me the things he had been feeling as he walked toward her when she had been brought to our borders. Everything you feel as you meet your fated mate. Everything I had experienced as I met Lily. Everything he will already have experienced when he first met Ava, and was now getting to experience them all over a