Long lost Luna

Discoveries

David’s POV:

At 35 years old I had given up on finding my mate. I’ve been running my pack, the shadow pack, by myself for 15 years now. I’ve never taken a chosen mate. I am perfectly capable of running my pack on my own and if I’m going to have a Luna, she needs to be the right woman. I don’t want to make a mistake.

Last night I was meeting another alpha, a potential ally seeking trade in neutral territory. At a Mexican restaurant in a human town. The minute I walked into the restaurant I was hit with the most beautiful, intense scent. As the smell of wildflowers and honey flooded my senses my wolf Jackson roared in my head.

*MATE*

I about barged in to find the source of the scent before I remembered where I was. Human town. Being that Alpha Damon hadn’t arrived yet, I had my pick of tables. I took several deep breaths and forced myself to stay calm as I slowly followed the smell until I saw her. She was sitting in a booth with 2 other women, drinking a strawberry margarita. She was a sight to behold, bold green hair, bright blue eyes, large glasses framing her face. She was wearing a sexy red knit dress and her smile was stunning but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. I knew immediately that she wasn’t a wolf because she didn’t even look my direction. If she was a wolf she would have felt the bond immediately just as I had.

I had forced myself to walk past her booth and since I had luckily found the booth behind hers empty I sank down in the opposite side of her booth seat. If not for the back of seat separating us, our backs would have touched. I ordered a tequila on the rocks and suddenly my mission for the night had turned from alliances to eavesdropping. I already knew my mate being human was a complication, but by the end of the night I learned I had much bigger obstacles ahead of me. My mate is married, and her husband sounds like a real weak piece of s**t. She already has two kids with him as well, 2 girls I learned, a 2 year old and a 1 year old. My blood boiled as I heard her and her friends talking. Her friends seemed familiar with her situation and she definitely didn’t sound happy in her relationship. I also wasn’t very happy hearing her friends talk to her like it was her fault for staying with him. To me it sounded like she doesn’t feel like she has a choice. It also sounded like her husband kept her away from her friends, so this was a rare night out for them. I gathered they were out celebrating one of her friends recently having a baby. Even then, it sounded like her being out had already caused issues with her husband.

Jackson was angry. He demanded we protect her and take her back to our pack immediately. I knew better, this was going to take time and strategy. We can’t rush this or push our way into her life with brute force. I made myself a promise last night though, she would be ours, we would protect her and cherish her, no matter how long it took to figure things out.

As Kate and her friends left the restaurant when they were done with their evening, I carefully followed her home. As I sat outside her apartment my enhanced wolf hearing could hear every word of the fight that ensued. I heard every sob as she cried, I heard her comforting her babies. I heard her husband yell that he hated her and her begging him to let her go and let her be happy. I heard her husband’s pathetic excuses and attempts to gaslight and manipulate the situation. Classic narcissist behavior. It took everything in me to not barge in there and end him.

Once her house was quiet for the night I went to the hotel I booked for myself. I called my Beta Sawyer and updated him on the situation. I hadn’t even intended to stay the night in human town, so I need him to run the pack in my absence while I figure this out. After I hung up the phone I went deep diving on my mates history. Anything I could find in public records, social media and all corners of the internet. I stayed up all night and everything I found pushed my need to make her mine and give her the world stronger. And I knew in my bones that this was just the surface, that public information wouldn’t reveal everything.

I found out that this is her second marriage. Her first only lasted a year and a half before they separated. Her and her current husband have been together for 5 years, married for 2 1/2. Her kids are adorable, and I can tell they will be just a breathtaking as she is when they grow up. Her biological father has a wrap sheet a mile long, lots of drug charges and several DUIs. She has one sister but they don’t seem to have much of a relationship. She went no contact with her mom 5 years ago. She’s been through so much just from what I can find. My mate is strong. Way stronger than she ever should have had to be. Eventually I had to stop digging when I found a police report from 15 years ago that stopped me cold. A r**e kit number and hospital summary attached.

How she has survived so much, I’m not sure, but I know one thing for sure. Once I have her, she will never suffer like that again. I will treat her like the queen she is. I will be devoted to her.