Awaited Mate

2. Memory

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SQUIRT.”

My brother first yelled in my ear and then rubbed my head with his sweaty arms, messing my hair up. Liam was tall at 6’ 2, fair with dark hair and green eyes like me. All the she wolves in the pack wanted to be his mate. I just couldn’t see why? Most of the time when he was not directly annoying me, he was indirectly irritating me, but today he will be pronounced Alpha of the pack and I was hoping that he would grow up just a little. He was much older to me, he just turned 100 years old and hasn’t found his mate yet but as my dad wanted to retire, he was hoping that Liam would meet his mate and future Luna at the Alpha ceremony today. That’s why he invited almost all the packs in the States. Even if he didn’t find his mate at the ceremony, he would still be Alpha with my mum and dad to help him, either ways he would have to buck up.

“LIAM YOU ASS god I can’t wait for you to be Alpha then you’ll have to start acting with a bit of dignity.”

“Aww… Squirt don’t you worry I can become Alpha King and I still will not change with regard to you.”

I just huffed in exasperation. My mom put a plate of eggs and bacon with some delicious homemade buttered bread in front of me.

“Eat up baby. “

“Thanks mum.” I said while giving my brother the stink eye.

The Omegas started working on lunch and placing breakfast on the table for the rest of the pack that walked in with my obnoxious brother, all the while hoping to catch my brother’s eye.

Looking at all of them, I sighed with a rush of affection I suddenly felt for them, they were a wonderful bunch. My brother’s best friend and future Beta Wyatt Moreno was serving himself. He was tall, dark and handsome with grey eyes and raven black hair, add the six pack and he was the whole package. His mate Sabrina Black standing at the side of him was my best friend and totally in love with her man, she was petite like me with brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. We were best friends since before I can remember and the only one who knew about my nightmares, I tell her everything.

Walking in next is my brother’s future Gamma Kyle Lowe; he was my brother’s second to Wyatt best friend and the pack’s resident flirt. Unlike Liam and Wyatt, Kyle couldn’t wait for his mate and just wanted to be with everyone, spread the Love as he would say. I grew up with all these guys around me, over protective and annoying most of time, but I still loved them all.

My dad walked in with the Omegas going over plans for the ceremony in the evening.

“Morning Vera”

“Morning Clayton”

This was the usual routine for my parents, no change there. The way my mum and dad behaved with each other was not how I would envision an Alpha and Luna to be with each other. They were wonderful leaders and almost everyone respected and loved them, but they were not in love. They were very respectful to each other and never fought because of it but that was all. The reason for this is because they were not fated mates but chosen mates due to the pressure from the elders when they were young. They had separate rooms, and I thought that was normal until I seen other mated couples share a room and when I asked my mum about it, she told me their story:

My dad being an Alpha for more than a hundred years was forced to choose his mate as he didn’t find one as yet and according to our laws an Alpha cannot be without a Luna for more than a hundred years, especially if the previous Alpha was dead. My dad’s father, my grandfather was the second Alpha of the Blue Oasis Pack and was killed in the war, forcing my dad to take up the position of Alpha a lot earlier than usual for Alpha wolves.

Even though he was to have a chosen mate, he didn’t have much choice in choosing which female he wanted either, as in order to make a treaty with one of our rival packs he had to marry the first child and only daughter of the Alpha of New-Moon Pack, Vera Bradley. My mother was forced to accept the arrangement as not having a mate of her own and an only child she couldn’t take up the Alpha or Luna position for her pack. I know it sounds very backward in the thought process of these rules but werewolves find it difficult to change these rules as some of the elders who made them initially were still alive now and more than 200 years old, which made them very strong and stubborn.

This would all have been fine if my mother didn’t meet her mate right after my brother was born. She had no other choice but to reject him and I heard that the rejection killed her mate and almost killed her. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for my mother, my father didn’t mark her at the time as he thought that since they choose each other, and also accepted the choice, he didn’t need to but after this he marked her so that he could save her the heart break in the future. I respect my mother for her devotion and sense of responsibility to her pack and to us because she being the Luna and a mother was the only reason, she rejected her mate.

Pondering over this story again made me realize that I would rather go rogue then marry anyone but my mate. I wanted love and I wanted passion, this thought took me back to the conversation I had with my Wolf in the morning.

I knew that Carly was right I had this feeling since the first time I had the nightmare. I could remember the very first time I had the nightmare, like it was yesterday.

----Flashback----

 “Leave him alone.”

This handsome, really tall man with dark eyes and dark hair was holding my love all beaten and bloodied by the throat against the wall. I couldn’t make out the features of my love, as was bleeding profusely from a cut on his forehead and his eyes and lips were swollen from being beaten. The man holding him was handsome but my mum always told me that the devil was handsome as well. The scariest part of him was his eyes they were black, no pupils no other color just bottomless black. Although handsome, he had an evil look and an even more evil aura. He turned and leered at me which scared me even more.

“You will be mine. He will die and you will be mine.”

“LEAVE HIM ALONE. I WOULD RATHER DIE THAN BE YOURS.” I screamed.

“Red... go... run... dark magic... we can… not... beat him” My love said.

“I cannot leave you.” I sobbed.

“Come to me Skylar. You should not fight this. Accept it. You belong with me.” Evil said.

I looked at him with hatred. My love hanging onto life by a thread and I couldn’t do anything. I was helpless.

Evil threw him across the room and walked towards him with a silver dagger, I knew I couldn’t live without him.

I had no other choice, the dagger flying across the room towards him; I jumped in the middle, to save him, to save my love.

“NOOOOOOOOOO!” Evil screamed.

My love tried to reach for me. I could feel him trying to protect but he was too weak I knew he couldn’t. I knew that I would die.

Pain shot through my chest as the dagger pierced my heart.

“Mommy, MOMMY.”

“Baby what’s wrong. Mommy’s here. What happened?”

My mum was holding me, she felt warm and my dad was looking on worry etched on his face.

“Mommy, he is going to kill my love. Save him Mommy, Save Him.”

“Who is going to kill who baby?”

“Mommy we need to save him. I need to save him. It’s because of me he is going to die.”

“Baby you had a bad dream. It’s okay, go to sleep again. I am here with you”

“Daddy, help me save him.”

“When it’s time poppy, I’ll help you save him love.”

My mother gave my father a look and turned back to comfort me.

I slowly went back to sleep in her arms.

Only to be woken up in the morning again with the same dream.

---- End of Flashback ----

My tenth birthday is when it started and every night after that, the same dream.

I did not call out to my mother again; I kept it to myself because after that night they acted weird with me and kept hovering. I even caught them whispering frantically and by the way they kept looking my way I knew they were talking about me. I kept to myself for a long time until I had to tell someone and told Sabrina about the dreams.

Even though I was scared by the dream I knew very early on that the dream was somehow a memory I didn’t know how but I just knew that Skylar was me and my love definitely existed. But what really scared me was the fact that if Skylar and my love really existed than Evil did too. I did not know who he was so I named him Evil just to myself.

I was scared of what the dream actually meant.

“It’s okay Scar. We are in this together. You and I we will find him and save him.”

“Carly, we don’t even know where to start.”

“We will know now that we are of age and we are finally one. We will know.”

“Okay we will get to the bottom of this.”

“There’s my girl!”