Becoming Queen

Chapter 4: Mate

Col POV

“We have to go! Please Col. I am older than you, you have to do what I say,” Cristal whined.

“Yeah, no. Why would we do that? We would be risking our lives for some prissy princess who can’t fend for herself and is constantly locked in her ‘tower,’” I replied.

“Did you not read the poster dummy? She’s including everyone! She’s a woman-lady-fighter person!”

I sighed, “Do you mean feminist?”

Cristal thought about that for a second then said, “Yes, but I like what I said better.” I rolled my eyes. Of course she does. That’s my older sister everyone. A 19-year-old woman who still hasn’t found her mate and acts like a four-year-old. Yeah, we’re werewolves. I am the next Alpha of the Blood Stone Pack, which the humans call Dellafina. I am only 18 though, which my sister takes full advantage of, thinking I don’t know any better. Yeah, right. “But can we go, tomorrow? ‘Cause I am going with or without you. I think she’s cool.”

I mentally rolled my eyes. My wolf, Cane said, Of course she does. She hasn’t even met the spoiled brat and she thinks she’s cool.

I know, I responded.

“Yoo-hoo? Loverboy? Are you there?” Cristal interrupted, as she waved her hand in my face. Fudge! I totally forgot she was there. Oops…

“Yes I'm here. Fine, we’ll go. When do we have to get there?” I asked. And then my sister made the highest-pitched noise known to man or werewolf. This is gonna be a nightmare.

The next day, I forlornly got out of bed. Already my day was ruined. Thanks, Cris! And what's worse? She’s still asleep! I can hear her snoring from here! Ugh. Women. “Hey Crissy!” She hates being called that, “Get up, we have to go in 20!” All I heard from her was a growl, so I said, “Fine, we just won’t go then.” And faster than I have ever seen her move, faster than running to a pair of shoes on sale, she was outside ready and waiting.

“Hurry up slowpoke!” She giggled. Ugh. Today’s going to be a long one.

When we arrived at the castle, yes a castle, I smelled a combination of cinnamon and strawberries. I turned to the brat next to me, *cough my sister cough* and asked if she smelled anything weird. And get ready, she said, “Just you.” Why? Just, why?!

I soon got my answer. The doors to the castle opened and revealed this, goddess of a girl. Cane would not stop screaming Mate! Mate! Okay…” Who is that?” I reluctantly asked Cris.

“The Queen, you i***t. You know, the ‘spoiled princess’ you were hating on yesterday? That’s her.” She replied somewhat smugly. Well, fudge. And then she ripped off her clothes. And no, my mate was not naked, but she was less clothed than I wanted her to be. I mean I didn’t mind, but the other males in the crowd didn’t seem to mind either. So, I mind linked all the pack members in the crowd that if they wanted to live, they should avert their eyes. Am I possessive? Yes. But she is my mate and there are men looking at her. I should take their eyes. I agree wholeheartedly Cane replied.

One of the pack members, one who had a death wish, didn’t look away. Look away! I commanded. The rebellious pack member turned his head away sharply. That’s what I thought. Cane preened.

The queen continued to talk us through training, and then she let us take a break, in which she said, “If you are having a hard time keeping up or have any previous commitments, you may go. The men at the entrance will pay you for the inconvenience, and give you rides home.” Maybe she wasn’t as prissy and spoiled as I thought. Also, was it me, or did she look gorgeous?

Hours later, there were only 24 men left and four women, excluding Cris and me. I just knew when we got home Cris would dish out some smugness about how I had called my mate a ‘spoiled princess’. Yes, you did, and don’t you feel stupid now, Cane scolded. Um...hate to break it to you, but you weren’t a saint either buddy. With that Cane humphed and went to lay down to get some much-needed rest.

“That is it for today. On your way out, uniforms will be handed to you if you still desire to be on my guard. Come back the same time tomorrow wearing your uniforms, and I will meet you in the hall. You are now my guards, good night.” As she walked inside the castle, I could hear her shriek in happiness. Cris giggled at her future sister and her child-like behavior.

I had found my mate.