Full Moon's Luna

Where Can I find My Mate?

Shylah

I ran into Elder Josephine again and didn’t expect to spend over an hour talking with her, but there was something about her that made it hard to walk away. She was a little odd—her knowing smile felt like she held secrets she wasn’t ready to share—but there was also a warmth in her voice that put me at ease.

She told me all about the upcoming Quarterly Full Moon Festival. It’s the town’s biggest event, with rides, face painting, auctions, games, and food. There’d be plenty to do for both kids and adults. As she described it, I couldn’t help but imagine Khalil running around, his laughter echoing through the festival as he begged to try every activity. The thought warmed my heart. Josephine mentioned it was happening this Saturday, just five minutes from our new house.

I thanked her and headed home to unpack my groceries. The house was eerily quiet when I walked in—a sharp contrast to how alive the market had felt. For the first time since moving, I felt the weight of being truly alone. But there was still so much to do. I glanced at the clock. I had four hours until I needed to pick up Khalil, so I decided to check out the office spaces I’d seen earlier in town.

Though I had a perfectly good home office, I knew I needed a separate space to stay balanced. Working at home made it too easy to blur the lines between business and personal life.

I made myself a quick snack—pineapple slices from the market. The tangy sweetness exploded on my tongue, bringing a smile to my face as sunlight poured through the kitchen window. I could still smell the faint traces of herbs on my hands from unpacking groceries.

After cleaning up, I grabbed my keys and headed back into town. My mind buzzed with plans—not just for work, but for our new life here. I wanted to make this move feel like home for Khalil and me.

Alpha Quinn

The moment I stepped into the market, I knew I’d missed her. Her scent—rich chocolate and fresh rain—still lingered in the air, faint but intoxicating. My heart raced, but instead of finding her, I ran into Elder Josephine.

“Ah, Alpha Quinn,” she said, her lips curling into a sly smile. “You just missed your beauuuutiful mate.” She dragged the word out like she was savoring it.

I froze, staring at her. “How do you know who my mate is?” I demanded. Damone’ growled in the back of my head, his frustration mirroring mine. We hadn’t even met her yet, but Josephine was acting like she had all the answers.

She chuckled softly, her gaze far too knowing. “Oh, Alpha,” she said, “have you forgotten about my visions?”

My chest tightened. Of course, I hadn’t forgotten. Three years ago, Josephine had told me I’d meet my mate in three years’ time. She’d warned me to be patient, to be open-minded, and—most importantly—not to reject her. At the time, I’d brushed it off, but Damone’ hadn’t let me forget.

“Do you know where I can find her?” I asked, voice rushed. “What does she look like? What is she like?”

Josephine raised a hand, silencing me. “Patience, Alpha,” she said. “She’s everything our pack needs in a Luna, but she’s also human. Tread carefully. Don’t be reckless.” I clenched my jaw, fighting the growing urge to move. Human or not, she was mine. Recklessness wasn’t my style, but I could feel my frustration building.

“Elder,” I said, trying to keep my tone even, “I came to discuss a different issue.”

“Go on,” she said, folding her hands neatly in front of her.

“A human somehow rented one of the cabins on pack land,” I admitted, feeling the weight of the problem. “The lease is for a year, and I want to cancel it—but there might be legal consequences.”

“Maybe around six, you should check on the human,” she said.

“Don’t mess this up, Alpha,” Josephine said, walking away with that same damn smile, leaving me with a hundred questions and no answers.

By the time I made it to my office, I was drained.

“I want mate,” Damone’ growled, his voice thick with need.

“I know,” I muttered, rubbing my forehead.

“She’s close. Find her.”

“Damone’, let me think for a damn second.”

Damone’ whimpered, his desperation cutting straight through me. I sighed, guilt gnawing at me. He’d been waiting just as long as I had—maybe longer.

Josephine’s words echoed again in my head. “Don’t mess this up.”

Yeah, no pressure, right?

One thing was clear: whether I found my mate today or not, I was going to track down the human living on my land. One way or another, I was getting answers.