Cinderella's Shoe

Chapter 3: It's An Alpha's Life For Me

Chapter 3: It's An Alpha's Life For Me

Alpha-to-be Jacob Prince.

A Few Years Ago...

"You wish to find your mate?"

She was a young woman with no soulmate, a witch that gave up her happiness in order to give other supernatural creatures a chance of the pure happiness a soulmate can cause, a seer with powers beyond others that had been written in history. She was the one you went to if you needed someone, she would find you someone.

Keiretsu Lingnan was known as The Immortal Seer or Witch. She could live forever, and was unable to be killed or tortured. Only she knew the secrets to killing someone as powerful as her. There was no way to inflict pain or misery upon her, as she was like a goddess of purity. Only those who knew her secrets could do so. She was invincible, making her an excellent asset to the Drakta- the name of the council of Supernatural Creatures.

She would be the one to tell me the information I desperately needed. The only one who would tell me where my eternal love was located.

"Yes?" I was extremely eager to find out this information. It meant the entire world to me. I needed her. Badly. Without her, I would be lost. Lost forever.

"She.... She's..." Oh no!

"What? What is it? Please don't say she's dead!" Worry consumed my thoughts.

My thoughts changed from hope to despair instantly. The thought that my love would be lost forever, and possibly murdered killed me and my wolf inside.

"No! She isn't dead!" Relief took over me. But she continued. "Alpha Jacob, I-"

"What? Then what is it?" I snapped, the anger of my wolf getting to me, he wished to desperately know the location of his soulmate, of this other half.

"Alpha, I think- no, I know this- you don't seem to have a mate on this earth that I can sense to this day. She is nonexistent to my powers. I can't locate her anywhere. I send my deepest apologies to you, and hope that you find a suitable female to lead your pack with in the future."

The words were like a bombshell to me. How was I, an Alpha at that, supposed to perform his duties without his mate by his side? It wasn't possible! I would be lonely, empty without her. Even if I didn't know her, I would always want her. She would save me from being lost. From being lonely forever. She would be the mother to our pups, the Luna of our pack.

"W-w-what?" My voice quavered, not believing what she said.

Yes, she was trustworthy. Many people from across the world came to her for advice, seeking guidance to find their mates. I knew fully well that she could help me, but she now meant nothing to me.

"Alpha Jacob Prince, as far as I know, you have no mate. She could be alive and mated or promised to someone else, or she could easily not be born yet. But either way, I cannot sense her and direct you to her."

The Present Day...

Ever since that dreadful day, I've been searching. Searching for her. Any spare time that I have, I look for her. Even when I visit other packs for details on mergers and other things, I look for her at any point that I can. I try to catch a whiff of that breath-taking scent that will send me to my knees. But, alas, I've had no luck yet. I don't care what my pack thinks, I will soon have my mate by my side as our Luna and wonderful leader.

I will find her. I know I will. I am absolutely certain of it. She will appear to me soon.

I was fifteen when I found out about that, almost sixteen. Not exactly the best birthday present ever, right? I'm almost eighteen now, and I've spent every second that I can be scouring the lands, searching and trying to discover where she was hiding. I haven't succeeded yet, but I soon shall. I am sure of it. After all, it was foreseen and told to me by a witch. A very very powerful witch.

Three years of pure loneliness. It hasn't been great at all. I mean, I do have quite a few friends, allies, and my family is there, but I still feel... Empty. I feel lost and incomplete without her. Without my true love.

I didn't know if the witch was lying or not, but it was possible she had been lying to me. Nonetheless, I stayed strong. I believed I would find her. I knew I would. One day...

Where are you my love?

But being an Alpha's son, soon to be taking over, there are many jobs you need to do. A mate isn't as important as the pack- most alphas think this until they meet their mates. My timetable of an average weekday goes a little like this:

I wake up at 7:30 am (we Alpha's need our precious beauty sleep, you see), prepare school stuff and have breakfast for 8:00 am. Then I leave the house for a run until 8:30 am, after which I have a quick walk to school. Then I go to school as normally until 3:15 pm, 4:25 on some days if I have to go to intervention forcefully or because I like to (absolute bullshit, why would anyone do that?).When I get home, I have a snack, and go to do my homework or extra schoolwork for an hour. Afterward, I do some gaming, chat to my friends, or search for my mate to see if I can sense her. Once I get back, I have dinner, and occasionally I will help my father and some of the guards with night patrol. Then I get to sleep at a "normal" time like 10:00 to 10:30 pm. That's normal for me, but absurd to other people my age.

My family treats me like I'm some kind of disabled kid. They think I'm incapable of getting up at a sensible time early in the morning by myself. I'm fed up of being babied around! I'm nearly eighteen for God's sake! Not two!

And my younger brother Aaron (who is currently fifteen, not far from sixteen, almost ready to meet his mate), constantly teases me about not finding my mate. He'll find it hilarious when the day comes when he can finally meet his mate, and I shall laugh when he doesn't find her. He'll know what this kind of loneliness feels like soon. I hope. The evil little piece of s**t deserves it.

My pack treats me kindly- too kindly. They know that I will soon be their Alpha, so they give me respect and are not bitter and cold when they speak of me or to me. Many of them aid me in my search, as they know when to recognize my mate's scent. It has a hint of my scent in it, kind of like a mate tracker, so I have told them that if they catch a small whiff of my scent with another sweet scent they are to follow where it leads to and mind link me and the others immediately.

The school isn't great either. It sucks. I'm popular. Now, for non-popular people being popular sounds amazing and it looks like a dream to you lot. Trust me, it's the opposite. I have to deal with so many annoying people, mostly unmated female sluts clawing and throwing themselves at me, begging me to have s*x with them, claim them and mark them as my own so they can be a bitchy leader or brag to their friends that they have managed to ensnare themselves an Alpha with one of the rarest fur colours ever known to wolfkind.

My wolf's fur colour is a mysterious dark kind of blue. I have no idea why, but it is blue. I'm quite a rare type, but I'm much rarer than the rest of my family. My front legs are covered in splats of red fur, then my paws are completely red with the odd dab of royal blue. It's extremely strange, so when I first turned my parents were quite shocked. In fact, they couldn't believe the state of my paws, that they asked me to wipe the blood or whatever it was on my paws away. I then explained to them that it wasn't blood or ketchup, and they agreed with me. They also told me of the legend surrounding my family.

According to legend, my great grandfather to the power of three hundred and sixty-five generations and his family hunted a lot during the nighttime. Rogues. Witches and Warlocks that had used their powers for no good deeds whatsoever. Vampires that hunted and killed for the thrill, the high of the chase. For our protective service, we were awarded something spectacular.

Blue fur.

Dark blue fur that glowed in the moonlight, that resembled the night's sky, allowing us to stay hidden from any creature we hunted. It was an amazing gift, to receive such a thing from the Moon Goddess.

We were the Night Watchers, hunters that only killed if threatened. The blue fur was an excellent reward for our services to the Goddess- but it can also bring us great sorrow.

The females of our family line are extremely rare, so if they are unmated, then there is a chance that they'll end up getting kidnapped by rogues or some sort of power hungry beast that wants revenge or something more than that. I should know. The same thing happened to my grandmother, and then to my mother.

I'll never forget the look on my father's face when he was told my mother was kidnapped. He went into a state of shock, then into a state of blind rage, then when he calmed down after a month and a bit he joined the search for her. He never stopped looking, and when he finally found her...

She wasn't even like herself. It was like the mother I had grown up with, the one who chased me around the house, comforted me when I was upset about a nightmare, and always had freshly baked cookies waiting for me as soon as I returned home from school, had became another person entirely. She was no longer the mother I remembered. It took her many years to fully come back to us. I was glad when she finally did, my father almost lost his mind.

That's the power of mates, I guess.

Now, back onto the other stuff I was going to talk about.

When I choose my outfits (yes, I am that independent and not that much of a momma's boy), I tend to go for something that I feel comfortable in, that I can change into my wolf form without tight clothes gripping me so bad that I can't even breathe normally. I'll never know how girls cope wearing those slutty, barely-covers-anything dresses. But, somehow whatever I choose makes me apparently, "Look so deliciously yummy that I could lick and eat you all up right now." That's what one of my good friends called Lexi says about me. More about her another time.

Jennifer is the b***h who can seem your new best friend, but if you get on her bad side then you're in trouble and she goes for a rumor patrol. She hates me all because I rejected her for not letting her show me a "good time." I got over it within seconds, but she still holds a huge grudge against me for it. She never makes me forget it either, giving me slight touches in public and feeling me up at any second when she has the opportunity to. I hate her, and I can't wait to meet my hopefully fiery mate that will kick Jennifer's ass the moment anything happens between us that I will never want in my life. Well, not from her, at least.

Jessica is your average, everyday slut who thinks she's amazing and gorgeous, when really she's just an ugly b***h who you need to hate or else nearly everyone except her posse will despise you. Not that I'll ever like her. I only have eyes for my mate. Jessica is a wannabe. She just assumes that she'll become the new Luna immediately if I never find my mate. All because she is Beta blood, she thinks she has what it takes to become an Alpha female when really she has no idea what business she is getting into. It's nothing even remotely similar to a fairytale.

Bianca is a mix of Jennifer and Jessica. Her stupid haircut, in my opinion, makes her look like and eight-year-old boy. But yet, all of the guys drool at her feet. Except me and a few others that I know, meaning my friends. You see, we actually have respect for ourselves and wish to give everything to our mates- from our first kiss to our virginity's. We only want them. They are made for us and chosen for us for a reason. A decision made by the Moon Goddess herself. We have many different purposes in life, and one of those purposes is finding our mates and cherishing her for the rest of our lives.

But I don't have a mate. I don't even feel a connection to her. I don't feel a bond, my wolf and I feel a loneliness that tells me that our mate doesn't exist. And for not having a mate, I get treated as if I'm the charity case. I hate it. I just want to find my mate, talk to her, and take things slow with her. I will never allow her to reject me, and I will never reject her. I don't believe in rejection. I believe that only one person is right for you, and I hope my mate is as perfect as she can be...