The Lycan's True Mate

FRESH AIR LORETTA’s POV It was very dark and my vision was becoming more blurry as the night progressed, all my teeth were clattering together, but I kept running. I can’t afford to think about the pain shooting through my legs and my stinging eyes from the rain, I have to run or accept the life of abject misery and hopelessness that my aunty is trying so much to force me into. The wet and tall bushes were getting deeper and I didn’t know where to turn to anymore. I stopped for a few seconds, took a few loud breaths, and looked around. Everywhere was pitch black and quiet, aside from the birds and owls chirping away. “Morgan! An idea popped into my head, and at the same time, pulling my phone out of the small pocket in my flowery gown, I dialed her number with my wet and shaking hands. I had almost forgotten my phone at home, my wolf had reminded me. “Thank you!… I whispered to my wolf. Aside from Morgan, she has been a very good source of comfort and support to me since I met her at age eighteen. She whimpered back in response at me, probably tired from all the running as well. I dialed Morgan's number again. She has to pick up or I’m dead, this place is not safe and the men chasing me would catch me in no time… “ohoo thank goodness … Morgan, if you still want me in your life… no… in this world generally, you have to come here now to save me!” I rushed out quickly, changing my position to squat into the wet bush just in case anyone was close by. “What’s wrong Lorre… you sound agitated…” she responded, her voice filled with worry at once. I smiled into my phone, my heart swelling at the thought of how my best friend loved and cared for me. I’m an omega and she’s the Lycan king's sister, a royal family! Sometimes I wonder what she sees in me. We met when we were still very young. I was crying hysterically in the park one cold evening. She went for fresh air and sightseeing with her dozens of guards and maids and saw me. Comforted me with lots of chocolate and gifts, although my wicked aunty collected them from me to give her daughter, she wasn’t able to destroy my friendship with Morgan. “My aunt woke me up a few hours ago and ordered me to get into her car with her and before I knew what she was up to, she was driving me out of our pack to this … this place..” I spoke into my phone, looking around frantically to make sure no one was coming. “You have to help me Morgan … she wants to sell me to some men and they are into s*x s*****y… they…” “That your aunty must be crazy… crazy… is she mad!… Morgan yelled back at me through the phone, her fury obvious in her voice, she hates my aunty to the smallest cell in her body, always asking me to move in with her into the royal palace. But who am I to live in the popular magnificent castle? I always turn her offer down. But now I have no option. At least I will be safe tonight and once it’s bright tomorrow I can find my way to a faraway place where my selfish and greedy Aunty and her daughter will never find me. “Just stay hidden… I’m on my way with my guards. Open the god-damned door!” The last sentence was directed to her driver or maid… I smiled sadly into the sky again, nodding to her instructions. Tears were beginning to dart out of my eyes and I didn’t want my friend to know. She was worried enough and already screaming at her workers, she would be here in no time to save me. “I have your location here…. I tracked you with your phone… just stay safe for me.I will be there as soon as I can. It’s an hour's journey… Morgan was trying to talk to me so I could relax. She’s definitely on her way already but my mind wandered off from her voice. But I was shivering seriously. I remember how much I suffered at my aunt's hands. My aunty has always made things worse for me, everything I do is not satisfactory and even when I go out of my way to make her happy, she accuses me of being sly. One day, her daughter, Kimberly, who’s two years older than me, fell critically ill and my aunty had no money. I raced to the chemist to get some drugs in exchange for doing some chores for the store owner in return for her drugs. My aunty collected the drugs for sure but beat the hell out of me, accusing me of being too good to make her feel bad about how she treated me and my sick little sister. “Oh Cynthia…Cynthia!” I cried out my sister’s name in whispers, holding my aching chest as my sad thoughts landed on her. She would be so anxious and disturbed about my absence now. I have been away from home for some hours now and Kimberly will treat her so badly, especially now that I’m not home. At that moment, I missed my mother so much, she died and left us in the harsh hands of her sister, and my father disappeared and left us. I hate him so much and I wish him nothing but pain and hardship. “All the money you get from your daily job will be used in making life comfortable for my daughter… I didn’t wish bad luck on you Loretta… your mother did when she died and left a six and two-year-old daughter for me to take care of…” I remembered the taunting words of Aunty Linda, hugging myself as the cold increased. The daily job she was talking about is the begging she forces us to do, in the rain or sun. She would make me and my sick sister beg from a passerby in the market, take the money, and spend it lavishly on her daughter. It got to a point where I started believing everything about me being bad luck. It started four years ago when I finally met my mate and I thought myself and Cynthia could finally leave our prison to enjoy love and family. My mate loved me so much and promised me the whole world. My aunty tried so much to separate us but he was adamant. He went through with the wedding plans but died mysteriously on our wedding day. “You see what I mean when I say you are cursed! Your mate died just before putting the wedding band on your finger.. he just fell and started vomiting blood.. just like that, like a goat!” My aunty jeered at my face that same night while I cried uncontrollably in my mate’s mother's chest. My mate's mother had chased her off that night but she didn’t stop taunting me for years to come about it, “I would have snatched him from her if he didn’t die ..” Kimberly had openly confessed one evening when I served them dinner, my aunty laughed at her comment and brushed it off immediately. But I know she could have done it. She was so jealous of me when my mate was alive. I know she rejected her mate because of the lust she had for mine. When he died she couldn’t hide her relief and joy, “devils…” I breathed under my skin, my voice came out as a choked sound. I couldn’t take the cold anymore. I felt a warm and thick cloth on my wet and soaked body. Without turning to see who it was. I breathed out loudly in relief, jumping up to wrap my arms around my best friend. We sobbed together for a few minutes and she listened to me while I cried and told her everything about how my aunty tried to sell me off and how I ran for my life. My mind relaxed at once, knowing fully well that her guards and warriors had covered the whole bush to protect us. My aunty and the men could no longer take me. “Let’s go home… you need to get out of these cold clothes before you catch a fever” she told me and handed me a sweet that would help reduce the cold in my chest. I took it from her and blew her a kiss, causing her to blush as usual. All through the journey I slept off. I was so tired due to all the running. The bright and beautiful light of the castle and water fountain woke me up and I couldn't help myself from gasping in wonder and amazement. The place looked like heaven, with a long tarred road, colorful flowers and trees scattered stories of buildings and mansions all over the place. Our car stopped in front of a white skyscraper and she dragged me out. We took a lift and to my amazement, the Great and well-known Lycan king was waiting for us, he eyed me from head to toe and I could swear he bit his lips seductively, the look on his face was screaming, “I want to undress you”. Surprisingly, my friend had explained everything to him before she came to pick me up in the bush. “You are safe here … your aunt will never have access to you ever again… you are in my pack and I won’t allow such nonsense to happen under my watch… okay?” He directed the last statement as a question to me. My wolf was mocking me about him wanting to hear what my voice sounded like, so I nodded in response instead. Have heard rumors about him being handsome, excessively sexy, tempting, and alluring. I have even seen him in commercials and on the news on television, but seeing him up close like this, with his eyes buried in mine, my inner thigh became all wet and needy. I almost jumped on him and begged him to put his c**k in me. The pull I feel toward my best friend's brother is so scary, “hmmm… thank you!” I managed to squeak out at the same time, trying to distract myself and my dirty thoughts. He chuckled at me, gassing at me lustfully again. I looked away immediately, “Your sister will join you soon. I have sent my guards to bring her to you” he informed me, at the same time moving toward me with careful and slow steps. But my head stopped walking right from the moment I sniffed at his cologne, my knees became so weak and the spark flying between us intensified, his eyes pierced into mine. He was intentionally showing me he felt the same way. There and then I knew I had gotten the attention of the domineering Lycan king. The one King known to dominate and triumph over anything he wants.