My Unexpected Alpha Mate

The Memory

13 years ago

I woke up in the middle of the night. I was alone in the room which was strange. I shared a room with my Oma (grandmother in German), but she wasn’t there. I heard people whispering and got up to see who it was.

When I opened the door the sight that greeted me was terrifying. The middle of my wall looked like it had liquified and a shimmering black porthole was occupying its place. But the porthole wasn’t was was scary it was the huge furry demon head that was hanging out of it. I froze in fear waiting to see the rest of the body come through but I realized It had no intention of coming through, it was using the porthole like a window pooping it’s head through to have a conversation with none other then my Oma!

They hadn’t noticed me yet...

“She can’t know what she is I won’t be here to train her or protect her I need a way to bind her powers so that no one will be able find her” my Oma said to the big demon head. “I want this to end. Too many lives have been ruined, I don’t want this life for her! I want her to live a normal, happy life as a human, knowing nothing of this world, of what she is or where she came from.”

The demon head eyed her with his big teeth and large snout and blue eyes the looked like the were burning he let out a low growl “I can do what you ask, bind her so she will never come into her powers. No one will be able to sense her, but it is dangerous. If she were to ever need her powers, she would be left defenseless and even if her body allowed her to call them in a time of extreme need she would have no control over them.”

“If no one can find her and she never knows, she’ll have no need for them” Oma countered.

“Alright I will bind her but if she is mated to a creature like me, when she comes across him the bind will begin to break as her desire for him rises and her powers seek to merge with his as they are meant to.” The demon warned.

“I hope she never comes across him!” Oma replied.

“Oma” I squeaked as I regained use of my voice no longer scared of the demon head that had begun to look more like a large wolf head kinder then I first imagined.

“Anna honey what are your doing awake?” She asked

“I heard whispering. . .it woke me” I whispered

“Well since you are awake, come here and meet Oma’s friend Alexander. He is going to mark you so that you will be protected when Oma has to go away.”

“What do you mean go away? Where are you going? What do you mean mark me? Will it hurt?”

“Just for a minute” the Demon head replied as my Oma looked at me with sad eyes

I stepped forward and the head cut my wrist with his tooth then he licked it healing the wound leaving a little scar shaped like a crest moon in its place. After that everything went black.