Fated to Overcome

The Connection

Future Beta Noah's POV

Surprisingly, I can easily handle the fact that Damon is a Lycan, which is a supernatural that was thought to be extinct 200 years ago. What I am having a hard time processing is how he could get so lucky as to have a mate like Remi. Damon and I were best friends growing up, but things changed between us over the past few years. Not that he noticed though, because he is so self-absorbed and inconsiderate to take note of anything that doesn't involve himself.

For the past 22 years I have always been told how precious the mate bond is, and I had always faithfully waited for my mate out of respect. Last year I had met my mate and where others would be super ecstatic, I was brutally crushed. To find out that you are mated to the girl that throws herself at your best friend and future Alpha, and then she rejects you on top of it for this unrequited love obsession was not easy for me to process. Jennifer didn't even so much as to give me a chance or even to try to get to know me. I have spent my time living in Damon's shadow, but I am growing tired of it.

I feel ashamed of myself for developing such adoration for Remi in such a short time. The moment I met her I felt some sort of connection that I couldn't explain, but the best way to describe it is as experiencing rain in the middle of a drought season. All the hurt and anger of my rejection had dissipated and now in place of it was a tingling sensation of hope. For what, I am not certain. The only thing I am certain of is that whether it be a friend or acquaintance I will stand faithfully and loyally at her side no matter the cost.

Remi's POV

I ran out of the meeting room passing by my naked mate and trying to hide my face from the audience we had. I was full of various emotions that I was not ready to deal with and knew I just wanted away from there. Following behind me was my father, and he quickly grabbed me and pulled me into a hug in the middle of the pack hallway.

"Remi, I know there is a lot happening right now, but we will sort through things. You are not alone, my daughter. I am here and I will not leave you alone to deal with things that you're not prepared for. I raised you to face things, not to run away from it. We will face things together." My father always had a way to understand me when others did not.

"You're right. I never felt such strong and irrational complex emotions before. I am not acting like myself. I still haven't been able to talk to Dante about his love confession, and now I have a mate that looks at me with love and the next moment his eyes are full of disgust. I dont know how to process these things given such short time. I just dont want to lose myself, nor do I want to place my trust in someone for the sake of infatuation. Father, you have set such a high standard for any other man in my life, thank you. Thank you for teaching me to have self-respect and helping me find my self-worth. I will take things one step at a time. I know the mate bond is strong, but it doesn'tfeel like he is my beloved. I am confused." My father's face quickly relaxed. The visible worry slowly gave way to pride beaming on his face, but he looked at me reassuringly.

"We will figure it out. Perhaps your situation will be different.." Foot steps quickly approached and Alpha Luke stood before the two of us with Dante by his side.

"Demetrius, we should take some time to discuss things over a few drinks tonight. How about I get rooms for you all and you can stay for awhile to figure things out?" Alpha Luke spoke looking flustered by all the events that happened this morning.

"I agree, that would be a good idea. I was hoping we could go to our rooms to freshen up. We had a long travel and after the events that happened I am sure we could all use some rest." My father smiled politely.

"I mind-linked the omegas. They will escort you up in your own rooms on the fourth floor. I will also have them stop by your rooms for lunch and dinner to show you the way to the pack cafeteria. If you would like a tour of the pack house, either Beta Randall or Beta Noah will be to your use." Shortly after the Alpha spoke, I found myself being led to my room by a kind she-wolf named Brittney. She had short golden hair that complemented her hazel eyes that were eccentuated by her freckles.

"Here we are! This is your room. If you need anything, please let me know. I will be at your service." Brittney's timid voice made me smile.

"I would like for us to be friends. There is no need for you to wait on me hand and foot. I do not have an appetite for lunch, and I'm feeling rather fatigued. How about you come fetch me before dinner and we can hang out a little before we go?" Her eyes grew wide looking like saucers.

"I would love to be your friend! I can't wait! Dinner starts at 5, but I will come at 4PM. That should give us enough time to get to know one another and to have a makeover!" Brittney squealed hugging me before she ran out of the room.

I sauntered over to the bathroom and turned the shower on. Stripping myself from my green dress and gloves, I then entered the shower. Goosebumps coated my arms as I adjusted to the hot temperature and steam fogged my vision. My body began to relax as the water washed away my stress. I began to wash myself shampooing and conditioning my long hair. Fatigue slowly was catching up to me, so I turned off the shower and stepped out while wrapping a large white towel around myself. I towel dried my hair and began to brush it, then I slipped into a baggy t-shirt to lay in bed. As I meandered over to the bed I felt a wave of pain stabbing me in the heart. I gasped for air, but my lungs didn't want to function. Tears flooded my eyes and the agony of my soul being ripped apart lasted until I passed out onto the floor. Blackness was all I saw and numbness was all I felt.

"REMI! REMI! Please wake up!" I couldn't see yet, but Brittany's pleading sobs made me try to attempt to open my eyes, which felt utterly unbearable.

"What is going on in here? Remi..." The disheartened voice of Beta Noah spoke as I heard his footsteps approach me.

"Brittany, go get the pack doctor. I will tend to her." Beta Noah commanded with urgency. I could hear Brittany run out of the room, and then I felt Beta Noah slowly lift my shirt. Though he was seeing parts of me I had never displayed to anyone, I trusted he was not doing it out of lust or desire. My instincts told me to trust him and I felt a connection with him that caused his touch to ease some of the pain engulding me.

"That bastard...I hate him." His malice causing his voice to sound husky and I didn't miss his annunciation on the word him. I wasn't sure as to what he was talking about, but the moment his hand caressed my stomach the pain seemed to fade slightly, giving me the relief to be able to open my eyes. Beta Noah sensed I was awake and quickly removed his hand and pulled my shirt down, and the moment he did the pain started to rise again.

"I can explain... I..." He stammered with a trembling voice. His eyes held tears of sympathy, and his jaw was clenched with anger.

"Can you hold me?" The words came out of my mouth before I even could figure out what prompted them. His face was perplexed, but he quickly complied with my vulnerable plea. He sat on the floor scooping me up with my head laying on his muscular chest. His earthly pine scent and the sound of his heart beating calmed me down, before I knew it I was deeply asleep clinging onto him as my life support.