My Trauma Mate

Chapter 1

KIERAS POV

Over the years I have learned to live through just about everything and yet I still cannot get over the spit balls that get shot in my hair from the classmates behind me. AP English was one of my favorite subjects but tended to get a little dry from time to time which in turn would aid in my ability to zone out and lose time as my therapist would call it, another thing they liked to call it was dissociation. This would give my, oh so generous, classmates the perfect time intervals to shoot saliva covered paper through a straw in the direction of my head. How I didn’t notice is beyond me.

When class released everyone was laughing and staring, I even caught a few taking pictures. Yea, I’m the laughing stalk of the Shadow Stone Pack.

The Shadow Stone Pack was one of the largest packs in the United States, giving our Alpha and Luna the majority of the power in these parts, of course there are smaller packs, but they answer to Alpha Brian and Luna Cas, they’ve been our leaders since I was little, at least that’s what I've been told.

I think we can all agree High School sucks a**. As I got to my locker, I saw a letter poking out the slats. I should have just left my locker alone but of course I didn’t, I opened my locker hoping that the girls across the hall, who were howling with laughter, would cut me some slack just to be smacked in the face with silly string and whipped cream. Shutting my locker totally spacing and not retrieving my calculus textbook, I lower my face and walk to the bathroom to clean up before the next class. This wasn’t my first rodeo.

After all the string and whipped cream is cleaned off, I glance into the mirror, I rarely look at myself in the mirror because the person looking back at me isn’t my friend. She’s just another girl who hates me just as much as everyone else does. Why would anyone like me anyhow? I was just the girl who couldn’t control my wolf. My wolf, Leslie, she and I met when I was 12. It’s normal for our kind to shift for the first time around 12 years of age. Most of our kind are able to hear and interact with our wolves verbally at as early an age as 4 years old but not me. I wasn’t able to communicate with Leslie at all until the accidental shift, people started thinking that I wasn’t even a wolf to begin with. My therapist said that they think I wasn’t able to talk or hear Leslie was because of the trauma I was going through, causing me to be too weak to let my wolf in enough for communication. The specialists also thought that it was a miracle I was able to shift in the first place.

Throwing the wet hand towels in the trashcan, I fix my ponytail which was causing my brown hair to come out and fall into my eyes. Pushing through the door with my backpack, I turned and found myself almost toe to toe with Blake Matthews. There was silence in the hallway, so silent that you could hear a needle drop.

“Aww man, Damnit Kiera.... you’ve gone and done it now! Girl, who knows what Hes going to do to us now!!....”

Leslie had a small taste for the dramatic parts of life.

“Excuse me. How was I supposed to know he was right outside the girl's bathroom?!”

Leslie was constantly criticizing me; it was like having a personal negativity council in your head at all times.

*Cough Cough* finally meeting the eyes of Blake Matthews I’m pulled from Leslie's inner monologue on how big of a dumbass I have to be to be thrown into the situation I am in now. To find Blake staring at me in such a strange way I would never know how to describe it. I noticed his eyes change color from sea green to midnight black.

“I am so sorry A-Alpha I really didn’t mean to; I-I didn’t know you were right outside the door.” I stuttered as I slowly began walking backwards to get away from the situation.

My back hit the wall opposite the lady's room door, all eyes were on me while I was trying not to have another panic attack on behalf of him and his followers. But, in that moment something happened that I never thought as possible. Alpha Blake quickly collected himself and turned away from me catching the attention of the onlookers waiting for another humiliation attempt.

“Don’t you all have a class to go to? I imagine Alpha Brian would love to hear of how his young adult community aren’t working diligently on behalf of their education.”

Blake annunciated to everyone very clearly so that everyone would get the message and take it seriously. I take that message as my time to run but before I could get a few steps in his opposite direction I felt a hand grab my arm and drag me into the auditorium that was down the hall. The auditorium is empty, and lights are usually off when not in use. Blake dragged me to the part behind the stage where all that props and costumes sit with covers on them. He stopped abruptly, reached up and grabbed onto the light that hung in a changing room. Blake grabbed my face with both hands just making my eyes meet his, it takes everything in me to not shrivel back into my shell or ‘Dissociate’ as my therapist has called it.

My knees are begging to buckle under me threatening to make me a human puddle.

“Please please don’t let him hurt me Leslie, I can’t take any more pain!!!”

Leslie’s voice was gentle for the first time in a long time, “Hunny, he’s not going to hurt us... don’t you feel it? I didn’t realize until now...”

“Why is he not saying anything?!”

I can’t think straight, I start to think of something to say when what Leslie said made a little more sense, but that can’t be possible.

Blake acts like he’s about to say something when Leslie cries out the last thing, I ever thought I’d hear,

“Mate!”

“LESLIE NO!”

“Kiera, Alpha Blake and his wolf, they are our mate.”

Leslie was critical and condescending, but she never lied to me. She always told me the truth as she saw it, she called me out on my bullshit but was also quick to talk s**t. But that’s not what she’s doing right now. This is the calmest I have ever heard her, could she be telling me the truth?!

“Leslie, what do I do? Help me out here!”

“Oh, my lord child; don’t be such a baby!”

I allowed Leslie enough control to be verbal but not have control over our body.

“Mate?” huh. “Simple. Why didn’t I think of that?”

Blake finally showed sign of life and spoke, “Mate!” his voice was thick and surprisingly smooth sounding, his voice sounded authoritative but gentle.

I couldn’t be Alpha Blakes mate, surely, he’ll reject me and send me away. There is no chance of anyone wanting a murderer as a mate, and especially a Luna to a large empire.

BLAKES POV

Dean, my wolf, has been anxious all morning and Dean is rarely anxious. I mean there was the one time that-… yea, never mind. But usually, he is calm and fairly easy to get along with. Today, he has been refusing to see reason from yours truly. It wasn’t until I was stopped by Jessica that I realized what was going on.

Jessica was midsentence, telling me something about her friends’ ex-boyfriend, when Dean started getting even more restless than before. I really didn’t care much for what she was saying anyways. She has become quite annoying since my father, the Alpha, announced to the pack that he would be stepping down from his position, leaving it to me within the next year. Jessica is a power hungry she-wolf that has no respect for herself. It’s pathetic if you ask me, just not my type.

Allowing Dean enough control to access his sense of smell has its benefits. The scent was intoxicating, it was like it was my own personal drug. Sniffing around I smelled a number of things. Whatever it was smelled of fresh linen mixed with freshly cut grass and the morning air of spring, and maybe.... mystery meat for lunch? Following her delicious scent led to the lady's restroom. As much as I wanted to just barge in, I’m soon to be an Alpha and that is unacceptable behavior, people don’t take too kindly to anyone barging into the opposite s*x's bathroom. Don’t get me wrong... She does tempt me.

“Oooooohhhhh so you fully believe you can run an empire successfully by yourself BUT when it comes to our mate, you’re a TOTAL pansy?! What kind of show are you running here?!”

Did I tell you Dean was kind of cocky?

“Dean, what makes you think this is the right time for this conversation? And that doesn’t make me a pansy, it makes me respectful." I heard Dean scoff in my head,

“If that is our mate in there, she’ll be familiar with us, wolf, body and soul soon enough why waste time?”

Throughout the years I have learned to just ignore Dean at time, he tends to be very pushy, and one track minded. Sometimes I just have to block him out, it's become a slight habit at this point because I’ve had to do it so many times. What’s one more time, right?

I get so caught up in the internal monologue that Dean has so kindly provided me, that I didn’t notice her come toe to toe with me right outside the bathroom door. I know it's her, my mate, the perfect life partner that the Moon Goddess has created specifically for me. I know it’s her because her scent brings me peace, it’s like I just took my first real breath in a long time. Isn’t she that girl everyone talks about? The one that they say slaughtered her parents?

She’s so skinny and pale like she hasn’t sat down and ate a real meal in a while and may need some sun or be near albino, it’s hard to tell. Why does she look scared? Taking in our surroundings I realize that I have brought the attention of half the school's population.

“Don’t you all have a class to go to? I imagine Alpha Brian would love to hear of how his young adult community are not working very diligently on behalf of their education.”

She started to step away slightly, grabbing her arm I drag her into the nearest private area I can find which would be the auditorium. Once I got her to the changing room area, I pulled the switch to the light. She’s absolutely stunning with her blue grey eyes and brown hair, the type of hair that looks almost red in the sunlight.

“So, this is what happens when you block me out?! You stand there like a dumb**s and scare mate!” He growls at me.

“Mate?” Her voice was so small that I almost didn’t hear it.

“Mate!” Dean spoke through me. She feels so right.

Might as well break the ice as soon as possible, right?