Understanding my mate

Thinking of the mate bond. Entering the party.

**Chris’s Point of View**

Stepping out of the shower, I go to find an outfit. I had an older Omega send a dress to Emily’s house when I left the school this afternoon. I hope she likes it and chooses to come to the party. I still have not told my parents that I met my mate.

I am not sure what their reactions will be to me mating a human. I do not care that she is human. I understand she does not know my world and that will be the hardest thing to have her accept. Will she think we are monsters? I guess it depends on the evening or if she even comes. I find my suit in the closet. It is a black Armani suit with a black undershirt.

Tailored to perfection as my mother says. She only let me choose the color of the under shirt out of her two options. Black or white. Before she could tell me the white color I went with the black. It was obviously my favorite color. After getting ready, I walk downstairs where the party has already started. So many people here, my mom invited other packs as well. Determined for me to find my mate.

Such a bittersweet feeling. Yesterday I would not have cared about finding my mate. I seriously did not understand the mate bond. The strength of it. It has been about six hours since I saw Emily and talked to her. I missed her so much. A girl I barely met. Elijah my wolf missed her just as much.

A peculiar feeling that is hard to explain. The feeling of commitment, faithfulness, and loyalty all in one. For someone you know you will grow old with. Your soulmate chosen by the one and only moon goddess. Knowing that you are not alone in your darkest day ahead but having someone to help support you with every obstacle ahead no matter if it was big or small.

Walking down the stairs, I see my parents socialize with the guest. Talking to members of other packs. Some Alphas are probably wondering if I will mate with their daughters. Strengthening their packs by joining with ours. Jokes on them, that will not be happening. Some Alphas believed their daughters as bargaining chips, hoping to manipulate the Mate bond.

My grandparent’s relationship was this way in the beginning. My grandmother was a daughter of a ruthless Alpha. She was treated like a princess in front of the outside world, but as a prisoner inside her own home. It was rare for Alphas to have daughters before sons, but it does happen.

It is a tradition that the first-born child takes over their father’s packs. My great grandfather hated the idea of his daughter taking the reign from him with her future mate. Luckily, my grandfather was not like most Alphas who wanted power. He came with a pack of his own. An Alpha that was rumored to be ruthless. A pack where he and his family protected at all cost.

One of the strongest packs on our continent because it was not just led by a fearless Alpha. But because the Alpha was thankful for his members. He had authority, integrity, understanding, and gratitude. Using communication while being self-aware it did not just earn him respect but showed he could be respectful. Courage that some packs lack. Once my grandfather learned of my great grandfather's plans to use my grandmother against him.

He decided to destroy my great grandfathers’ idea and take over his pack. After nine months of fighting my grandfather just did that. With taking over my great grandfather's pack he added more then ten thousand members to his already large pack and rumors of destroying a ruthless Alphas. Making him even more merciless than before.