Alpha, King, Mate

One Day

The first few rays of sunlight started peeking through the forest when the first warriors headed towards the battlefield. I myself was in my room, braiding my own hair so that it would not be in the way if I had to run or fight. I was nervous for the fight. Humans did not match up to werewolves that well, specifically in hand to hand combat. It was the first rule I learned: Be smarter, not stronger. 

I was also worried for Aris in a way. I had never seen him in his wolf form but if it is anything like his human form I'm guessing it will be big and scary. I wasn’t worried that he would get injured on the battlefield, I knew you had to be a pretty good fighter if you wanted to be an important Alpha, I was more concerned with what would happen after the battlefield. If they lose he will be the first to hang. 

Just the thought of him dying made my stomach turn more than I was willing to admit. I hated this feeling. I was caring for someone I hardly know on top of everything else. I had to tell myself that he would be fine. I needed to focus on myself and my own people. 

After finishing up my final preparations I opened the door to see a werewolf standing there. His back was turned to me, but the minute I opened the door he turned around. He was tall, though not as tall as Aris, but still taller than most werewolves. He looked rather young, maybe a few years younger than me. 

"What are you doing?" I asked him, as he continued to stare at me without saying a word.

"I have received strict orders from the king to keep you in this room during the battle." The boy said to me in a stern tone. 

"I am one of the leaders." I said, trying to keep my anger down. "I need to be there."

"King Aris has given me orders to-" He started but I cut him off by slamming the door in his face. Obviously the boy was just going to keep repeating the same stupid phrase over and over again. I looked around my stupid room. It only had one window in it high up in the wall, and not even a child would be able to crawl through that. 

I kicked one of the chairs angrily. That stupid asshole! He f*****g faked kindness during the preparations but now I am suddenly to weak to be there? 

All throughout the day I kicked things around and cursed Aris with every colorful word in my vocabulary. I also cursed out the door, aka the young man that was forced to be here, and myself. I did this to hide the fact that I was incredibly anxious to see if my friends would return safely or not. As the day went on, I even managed to convince myself that I did not care if he returned or not.

I received food in my room from a scared werewolf girl who left very quickly both times she brought the food. I put the chair underneath the high window in my room, so I could look out of it. When the sky started to darken I became more and more worried. Who would make it back and who wouldn't? 

* * *

I'll admit it, I wasn't expecting this.

For three days I did not see anyone else but the guy at my door and the girl who brought me my food. The window in my room provided me with a limited view, but I saw everything I needed to see. 

The werewolves returned. They partied all throughout the night. In the morning they all packed up and went back home. 

I expected Aris to come see me, but he didn't. No one came to see me. I was stuck in that room, with nothing to do but worry about others. After a while I went back to convincing myself this was all a scam. Aris was not my mate, he had done this to trick the humans into coming here and killing them all. 

My door finally opened when the sun came up on the fourth day of my imprisonment. I had not seen this werewolf before, but he looked strong. Much stronger than the guy at my door.

"Luna, if you'll be so kind as to follow me." He said, extending his arm to show where we were headed. My stomach jumped at the sound of someone calling me 'Luna'. It did not feel like I was one. I felt like a prisoner. Like an absolute i***t for even kissing him. 

Still, I followed the man. The house had severely died down in excitement while I was locked away. We hardly encountered any wolves and the ones we did see all avoided eye contact with me. When we came out front there was a long line of cars, one of which had it's door opened and waiting for me.

I jumped in without hesitation. Again, I had expected Aris to be there. The car was spacious and could have easily fit four people in the backseat. But I was all by myself again. 

Though I was not willing to admit it, I was also worried as much as I was angry. What if Aris died and that's why I haven't seen him yet? What if I am going to die because they know we are mates? The driver had his little screen up, I couldn't even see him. All I could do was look out of the window as the landscape flashed by. 

By the time we arrived, the sky had already started to darken. The house that we pulled up to was incredible. Calling it a 'house' was selling it far too short. It was a goddamn castle. It was definitely built long ago, but by the looks of the driveway and the modern front door it had received some upgrades over the years. It was another big joke. The werewolves who had done everything in their power to humiliate humans enjoyed their fancy old architecture. It was a symbol of power to them.

The car door was opened for me and I got out. The same werewolf as before escorted me out of the car and opened the front door for me. He however did not follow me inside. Instead, he closed the door behind me and took off with the rest of the cars. Leaving me alone in the seemingly empty house.