Her Devious Mate

I found myself running through the dark on four furry legs. The pitch-black night had nothing to offer but stillness and mist. I tried to figure out where I was and why I was running. My foggy vision started to clear up a little as I heard crunching noises beneath me. I was in the forest near Greenwood’s trashy neighborhood. I wanted to know where I was going, so I picked up speed. I ran as fast as I could, dodging trees and rocks, jumping over hills and fallen roots. Soon the forest started to disappear, and a clearing came into view. As I got closer, there was a small old cottage sitting in the middle of that serenity. I slowed down as I got closer. I was in wolf form, so walking into the house wasn't an option, given that a big white wolf was very easy to spot. I looked around for the closet window to peek through. The nearest one I could find was at the same height as my wolf. I pressed my face to the window to see inside. The house inside looked like the '80s; it was old and sad. The floor was wooden; the furniture was worn out and half broken. There wasn't much in there. There was no TV, no radio, no sofa. Just two plain single-seat sofa's in the middle around a coffee table and a vase on it. The wooden stairs that lead upstairs had broken rails. It made me depressed to look inside. As I was about to move, I heard a loud thud, and someone came rolling down the stairs. Behind the fallen person was a man whose face I couldn't make out. The person on the floor was a guy. He crawled, cowering away from the man. The boy's nose was bleeding, and there was a black eye forming. He was handsome, even with the bruises. He had beautiful grey eyes and brown hair. He looked tall and muscular. "Why isn't he defending himself?" I thought. Out of nowhere, a girl showed up and knelt next to the boy. She was crying and hugging the boy. The man brutally grabbed her by the hair and pulled the girl away. Fresh tears streamed down the girl's face as she screamed for help. The man dragged her with him out of view. The boy that lay on the floor tilted his head to face me. It was as though he knew I was there. He crawled to the window and pressed his hands and face to the glass. The blood running from the mystery boy's face was now smudged all over the glass. His eyes were begging me... "SAVE ME” he screamed! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ BEEP!!! BEEP!!! BEEP!!! My eyes flew open, and I sat up on my bed. I had sweat all over my face, and my heart was pounding against my chest. It was that dream again. The same dream I've been having for the past few weeks. The alarm clock on my bedside table was still ringing and made the most annoying noise. I slammed the palm of my hand on the snooze button smashing the digital clock. Cursing under my breath, I laid back down, pulling my pillow over my head. That was the 10th alarm clock I've broken in the past six months. "Ugh, dad will kill me," I thought to myself, pulling my pillow tightly over my eyes to keep the light out so I could get some more sleep. I had a late-night yesterday, plus the dreams weren't helping. I wasn't in the mood for school. Don't take me wrong; I loved school. I was on patrol duty, which meant I had to run the perimeter with the guys until the morning shift showed up. I don't get why dad had to give me night duty the night before school reopened again. Being a werewolf was a pain in the ass. I loved it sometimes. The strength, the adrenaline, the hearing.... but other times, it sucked. We were not the slaves of the moon, and we weren't monsters. We defended what was ours and lived in peace. But right at this moment, I had no peace. Who is this guy I dream about so much, and why is he asking me for help? "ROSALIE! Get your ass out of bed now, or you will be late on the first day back," yelled my father, pulling me out of my thoughts. Since he was yelling, he must have been in his office located above my floor. I didn't bother to reply but just rolled out of bed and stretched. I walked into my bathroom and stripped off my clothes, turning on the hot water and stepping into the shower. Instantly my muscles relaxed and calmed me. I couldn't stay in here for too long. I quickly scrubbed and washed and got out of the shower. I pulled on my bra and undies and wrapped my towel around me, and quickly brushed my teeth. As I walked out of the bathroom a familiar scent filled my nostrils. I looked around and saw a figure lying on my bed. I sniffed again and knew the smell right away. "Good morning, Adam," I said out loud. Adam sat up on my bed and looked at me. His eyes traveled from my foot to the top of my towel and then to my face. He smirked. "I should come here at this time more often. Maybe one day you will walk out of there naked," he said with a wink. Now, if it were some other guy besides Adam to say that, he would probably have a black eye by now. But it's Adam. The guy looked like a God, but to me, he was my best friend and my Beta. We grew up together and have been through so much that I don't think our friendship will ever drift away. "Maybe on that day, you will lose a few essential jewels from your body," I said while lifting my eyebrows. His expression changed, and he covered his manhood. "What are you doing here exactly?" I asked and turned to my dresser. "I wanted to see if you'd forgotten or still remembered that we had school today," he explained." plus, you've been having those dreams again. You wanna talk about it?" I looked at him, and his face showed concern. I didn't reply and turned around. I was wearing my bra and undies underneath my towel. So I dropped my towel to the floor and pulled on my skinny black jeans, and looked through my cupboard for a top. Adams has seen me naked many times, especially after we shifted back to human form. He always provided me with clothes at those times. I pulled out a black round-neck t-shirt and then pulled out my white leather jacket. I put my t-shirt on and went to my full-length mirror to look at my outfit. The black t-shirt was body fitting and hugged all the curves above my waist, and the jeans did the same for below my waist. I pulled my hair into a messy ponytail and put some cream on my face. I don't use makeup or even dress up like a girl unless I have to. That means unless my father "demanded" me too. My wolf liked the dressed-up me. But I didn't want to be like those sluts at school. So I stick to who I am and do not try to impress anyone. Even though I don't try, guys still seem to get impressed. I've got light brown eyes almost close to hazel. My hair is dark brown with red highlights and reaches down to my butt if I leave it open. And I've got some nice curves. I'm not cocky, but it's just that being a werewolf gives you great physic. "I wonder if that guy from my dreams would think I'm hot? " I thought to myself. *Babe, your already hot.* said a voice in my head. I turned and glared at Adam, who had a smirk on his face again. "Stay out of my head, will you," I snapped back. He laughed and pulled me onto the bed and sat beside me." we will figure out who the guy is, and we will help him. I'm here for you," he said softly and hugged me. Adam was the best friend a girl could have. But now I needed to know who the guy in my dreams was. I got up from the bed and walked back to the mirror and started to fix my belt, and let my mind wander on this dream boy. I came out of my thoughts when Adam cleared his throat. I turned to look at him, and his expression showed obvious concern. Before he could say anything, I quickly pulled on my jacket and picked up my bag from the table. "Let's go," I told Adam and picked up my car keys, and walked out of my room. As we walked down the hallway, many people greeted us. The house was swimming in the aroma of bacon and eggs, fruits, coffee, and tea. The Omegas we're cooking up a storm in our kitchen. Our wolf noses could pick up a lot of scents. My room was on the 3rd floor of the packhouse. Adam, my brother Jayden, my gamma Jason and I shared that one floor between us. The whole pack lived in one area, and it felt like living in a small village with one big house in the middle and tiny dwellings surrounding it. We had the pack elders and their family's living in the packhouse with us, while the others had their own. Adam and I walked down the spiral stairs as made our way into the kitchen. I placed my bag on a stool and picked up a plate for food. *Hurry up and eat quickly. We're running late for school* thought Adam. I rolled my eyes and carried on, blocking him out. I had some extra Alpha training growing up and gained the ability to block out people's thoughts, especially when we were in wolf form. That didn’t come naturally, but Sensai yogi taught me well. I could also talk to my brother telepathically cause we were twins, but his mind is so filthy, I would rather not peek in there. I quickly ate a piece of toast and bacon and drowned a glass of orange juice. I saw Adam waiting near the doorway, so I picked up my bag and walked towards him. "Saying goodbye to your old man won't kill you, Rosalie," came a voice from behind me. The only person that called me my full name or was allowed to call me my full name, Alpha Greg Storm. He looked all big and scary but was the nicest person you’d meet. I wasn’t biased because he was my father. It was true. I had witnessed the great things he had done, and I prayed that one day, I would be a fantastic Alpha just like him. He stood there awkwardly with a smirk on his face. I turned around and walked up to him. He immediately opened his arms and hugged me. "Bye, daddy. I will see you in the afternoon, ok" I said as I kissed him on the cheek. "Bye, pumpkin. Be a good girl, ok and make sure your brother doesn't get into trouble, please," he said with a chuckle. I gave him one last hug and then walked out of the kitchen to see an impatient Adam standing at the door. "Took you long enough," he said and threw me my car keys. We walked out and towards my baby, my Aston Martin Rapid. We all owned expensive cars cause of the adrenaline rush. But we would alternate between Adam and me. Sometimes it would be his jeep, and the other times my rapid. "You wanna wait for your brother?" he asked. "No! He can find his way to school. He's probably still asleep," I replied and started my car. We took the 20mins drive in silence. I was so sleepy. I’ve been sleep-deprived for weeks now. Those dreams plus perimeter runs were wearing me out! As we drove into school, I parked my car next to Jason's and turned it off. Adam got out and went to the boys sitting on the picnic bench on the other side of Jason's range rover. I picked up my bag and made my way over to them. I said hi to all the boys and then lay down on the bench and placed my head on Adam's lap. Adam put his jacket over my face to cover the light; he knew I wanted to sleep. Before my sleep could consume me, there was a roar and then a lot of chatting. I guess the school bus had arrived and that only meant it was time for class. All of a sudden, I felt Adam stiffen. I pulled the jacket down a bit and peeked over it. His eyes were wide, and he looked like someone had just hit him. He slowly started to get up, and I moved to sit up in case I fell. I saw him staring at the bus. His eyes fixed on the door, and then he took a deep breath in. I followed his gaze to see a beautiful girl walking out of the bus. She had long brunette hair that was in a neat ponytail. She had gorgeous blue eyes, but they had sunken in as if she was very tired or sick. Her complexion was pale as well. She wore skinny black jeans and a grey sweater. The skinny jeans showed off her long slender legs and screamed that her sweater hid a great figure. Adam started to walk towards her, but I held him back. He gave me a confused look and turned back to the girl, only to realize a guy had his arms wrapped around her shoulder. Adam flexed his muscles and let out a little growl. But I ignored him. The guy held my attention. It was him, the guy from my dreams was right in front of me. I took a look at the girl again, trying to match her features with the girl in my dreams. It was the same girl as well. The girl that gotten dragged away by the man. Adam must have been looking at my thoughts because he let out a louder growl. My hand around his arm tightens as he goes to move towards the girl. "No, Adam, let's calm down and figure this out first. We don't want to be wrong about this. It could be more serious than we think." I tried to explain to him. He turned around to face me, and his eyes were black as night. s**t! His wolf wanted out. "No one hurts my mate and gets away with it," he snapped. He found his mate. "Oh god, Adam! You found your mate?!” I yelled and hugged him. I could feel his anger going down. I pulled away, and his eyes were returning to standard color. "I wanna know who's the guy with her," he sighed. We both turned around to see the 2 of them walking towards the school door. They stopped near the stairs and started talking while the girl leaned against the railing and the boy in front of her. It was as though the girl was trying to catch her breath. The boy looked worried and slowly and gentled rubbed his hand up and down the girl's arms. Adam growled again. "Don't touch her," he hissed. I chuckled. He's already whipped. We both stared at them as if they were celebrities. Finally, the boy let his arms down and started taking off his jumper, and then a scent hit me. It wasn’t as strong as anyone else’s I’d smelt, but it was unique. It was lavender and pine and smelt amazing. I closed my eyes and let my nose do the work. When I opened my eyes, I realized the scent belonged to the boy. My eyes widened. Uh oh! I turned to Adam. "Do you smell pine and lavender?" I asked him. The smell was faint, but it was there. He raised an eyebrow but sniffed. "No, all I can smell is strawberries and vanilla. Which belongs to that girl," he replied, pointing to the girl. Every werewolf had two scents. The first scent was for everyone to smell. This scent originated from your bloodline and was a way for werewolves to tell your rank as well as alert them of your presence. The second scent was a bit more unique. This distinct scent was only for your mate to smell. Our wolves used that smell to identify their mates. It was also utilized as a calming effect. In a situation where we needed to calm ourselves and our wolves, the mate's scents were like a drug that instantly took away the anger and frustration. I turned my gaze back to the boy and begged him to turn and look at me... "PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!!" I shouted in my head... "ROSY! Will you shut up?" Adam said as he held his head. "Sorry, I didn't realize my walls were down," I whispered and blushed. Once again, I turned my attention to the boy. He was scanning the cars in the car park. Fortunately, we were standing next to my car, and just like any guy would, his eyes stared at my baby. He looked at it bewildered and then realized I was standing next to it. He brought his gaze to me, and BAM! It was tunnel vision to the extreme... I couldn't see anyone else around us. I forgot about the girl he was with, and I forgot about my dreams. All I wanted was him. I wanted to love him, protect him and cherish him... he was mine. ALL MINE! Did I just say that? I questioned myself. " Mate," whispered my wolf within me... "Our mate," said my wolf. Her voice sounded a little shaky as if she wasn’t very sure. Shit! I found my mate. But then he looked away and hugged the girl closer. I let out a growl. He touches no other girl but me, I thought. "Ahh, now you know how I feel girly," Adam replied to my thoughts out loud. He nudged me and grinned. " Congrats to you too," and as I had, he hugged me. He pulled away and had a sad look on his face " Rosy, we both have a little problem." "If by a problem you mean both our mates are together. Then that's not a little problem?" I said softly and looked over to Adam, he had a pained look in his eyes, and it seemed like I did too because as soon as he looked at me, his eyes softened. "It will be alright. Don't worry. I bet there's something about those two that we don't know," Adam said and hugged me. I hope so. My heart ached when I thought of my mate with another girl. I wanted to rip that... *Call her that, and I will rip your mate apart* thought Adam as he interrupted my thoughts. "Ugh. This situation is so stupid,” I said out loud. "We need to figure this out fast before we have each other by the throat." "Mates?" said Jason loudly. " You guys found your mates?" Jason seemed so excited. It's a big thing when you find your mate. Jason walked over and high-fived Adam. I saw that Adam was a bit down. Jason noticed too. "What's wrong?" he asked "Both our mates showed up together, and by the looks, they seem "together," I said in a sad voice. Adam's side hugged me. "Don't worry. We will figure something out." "Adam, we need to figure out who's hurting them as well. Maybe that's the key to all of this. Every time I had that dream, that man's face was blurry; I couldn't make out who he was," I added. "Well then, I guess, we have to bring them close enough to us, so they tell us what's going on” he shrugged. " I’m sure we can arrange,” I replied, and we both watched them walk into the building. A/N:- Hello wonderful readers, Please note that there are certain chapters in this book that are quite lengthy (5000 words) and may cost a little more compared to other stories. Generally stories are around 1500-2000 words but once I start writing a chapter I like to give you enough to read. Please consider this before you continue to read and know that this book is DEFINITELY worth the read. (Do read comments on Epilogue). Please do follow me on Fàcebôôk “Shazza Writes” to stay in touch and get updates on more of my stories. Also follow my group “Sweet and Saucy Cherries”… THANK YOU! Love, Shazza!