The Purple Wolf

Chapter Five- Preparations

Two months went by fast. Way too fast for my liking. My mom spent the entire two months planning every single step of our trip.

Finally she decided that the smaller packs were going to go to the hotels we were staying at and attend a party organized by the Order. So it was going to be EXTREMELY boring.

The bigger packs would decide what they wanted us to do when we got there. We were going to spend around three to four days at a place. However, some of the bigger packs invited us to stay for a week or two so that the mated females could say goodbye to their friends.

We were going to start from Texas and make our way up. It makes no sense to me since we are in Virginia and are going to have to loop back up here.

Texas is broken up into four packs so we were going to stay in a hotel that is located right in the middle of the territories. The parties aren’t just for our pack they are for any pack that needs to find mates.

My mom had planned it so that our last stop was to be in Nevada, and we were to stay there for three weeks just to evaluate our numbers and other such pack stuff before we return.

She also said she would join us at Nevada just to help with all of the things that needed to be unpacked for that pack. Either way I tried to stay out of as many details as possible.

“OMG!! Only two weeks before we get going!” Val reminded me. She had started a count down, and every day she would remind me about it.

“That’s just great.” I responded irritated. I was in a bad mood due to my wolf. She hadn’t stopped winning about our mate. The only times she would leave me alone was when we were running.

“Um, Eva? What’s that?” I turned to see Valentine pointing at my back. She had a confused expression on her face. I had sat on my tank top making the back lower.

“What is it?” I asked worried.

“A bruise? Well kind of.” She said tilting her head to one side.

I tried to look at my back, but of course I couldn’t.

“I can’t see it.”

“Of course you can’t stupid. You’re not an owl.” She responded matter of factly. I rolled my eyes at her.

“I need a mirror.” I said and hopped off the bar stool I was sitting at.

I walked to the hallway and up to the large mirror that occupied half of the wall. I turned and looked at it.

My jaw dropped. It looked purple like a bruise, but more like a tattoo. It seemed as if it was slightly faded. The wolf was howling up. It was just above my bra clasp.

“What is it?” Val asked confused.

“Oh it’s a bruise. Yeah, I was running and I hit a huge rock hard. It must have left that bruise.” I lied. I had no idea. And then my wolf spoke up.

‘Mate, it’s our mate.” She said happily.

‘What do you mean it’s our mate? Since when does this happen?’

‘Power, rareness, alpha’ she said.

‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ I asked her with no luck. She left my head.

“Are you sure, Eva? I have never seen a bruise like that.” She said still pointing at it.

“It was a hard rock.” I shrugged trying to keep myself in control. I tried to keep a bored expression on my face, while I was freaking out on the inside.

“You know what, Tina wanted me to go help her pack her medical junk.” I said. Val had her ‘I know you’re hiding something’ expression and I had to leave before she started asking question.

I waved and dashed out the front door. I ran to Tina’s small house. It looked like a miniature version of the pack house. I knocked and waited. Her car was out front so she had to be home.

I heard footsteps and then the door opened.

“Oh, Eva, how may I help you?” she asked. She was wearing her regular white t with jeans. Her hair was down and she had no shoes on.

“Well, I had a few questions.” I said.

“Oh, alright, come in.” she said and moved out of the way.

“Thanks.” I said and walked in. it was a tiny house. The living room and kitchen were not separated. The only way you could tell where the living room started was by the carpet. I could see down the hall, she had a few room for injured people and one to herself.

She motioned me to sit and then sat across from me on her small couch.

“Well I was just curious about mates and what happens if, let’s say I girl finds her mate to be extremely rare or powerful.” I asked, she looked at me and crossed her legs with her hands intertwined holding her knee.

“Well, I know that white wolfs and state alphas tend to be very over protective and th-“she began but I interrupted.

“No I mean like do they get a certain change or mark indicating that they are their mates?” she looked at me and squinted.

“Well yeah, as you know the alpha usually gets a small mark on his chest indicating his strength.” I did not know that. In fact I had no idea that that happened.

“And their mates get a similar mark when they are claimed.” She finished.

“What if the mate is not claimed?”

“Well then I have heard that if he is both rare and alpha the mate gets a mark somewhere on her body to indicate that she is indeed his mate. It’s like a warning to stay away, if it is seen.” She said.

“How does the mark start to form?” I asked.

“Well one or the other has to have already identified him or her.” She said.

“Let’s just say that a girl happened to smell her mate, and a few weeks later a mark started to appear. Is that possible?”

“Yes, it is very possible, but I have never heard it happen. Eva, have you been talking to your dad’s mate?” she asked me. Why would she think that? Then it clicked, my father was a white, alpha. His mate must have a similar mark.

“Yup, I was just wondering if it was true.” She looked convinced with my lie and stopped squinting.

“Well if that is all I’ll see you Thursday.” She said.

“Thanks Tina.” I said and got up towards the door.

“Any time Eva.” She responded as I walked out the door. I thought back to my last visit with my dad.

His mate, Diana, must have a similar mark. Finally something came to mind. She had a mark but it was white. It was paper white, but not a wolf; it was some type of symbol meaning purity.

I walked back to the house slowly. All my thoughts were jumbled up and I couldn’t think about just one thing.

I kept checking the mark; it seemed to be getting less faded. Within three days it was a solid purple wolf.

I tried to only wear clothes that would hide it. Unfortunately it was starting to get warmer, and most of my shirts had low backs.

Besides the fact that I was dressing like a nun, everything else was going normally. Including the Thursday lessons. At first Tina talked about finding your mate, and then she went on to talk about the biting and claiming, and then she got to the mating part.

I learned that when you are claimed, your mates “family” mark resides on your shoulder. Most of the time he marks you as soon as he sees you to show others you belong to him due to the scent change. But when he does so, the female goes into heat a few months later, depending on his strength.

After they mate her sent changes again to show that they are one.

Most of the girls already knew most of the stuff she was saying, but the younger girls didn’t. Sometimes Rachel and I would sit beside Tina just to watch the 14 or 15 year olds cringe at her descriptions. Their faces were hilarious.

For some odd reason Tina had decided to show the group a video on child birth. It was fine at first; all it was showing was the growth of the baby inside the womb. But then at the end, it was horrible. Rachel and I were wide-eyed at how gross it was. Val however, awed at the baby.

After the shock of the scene, we continued on with our regular life. We were going to start the trip in less than three days know. Everything that needed taking was being packed into one large truck.

We were going to take planes to our destinations so the people left at the house were going to ship off the female’s personal items that she didn’t want to be lugging around on the plain.

I didn’t bother packing my room up, I was returning here with or without a mate.