The Hybrid's Broken Rogue Mate

4 - Awaited mate

~ Clay ~

"Good morning love birds." I called teasing my mom and dad as I walked into the kitchen where the were dad with a mug of coffee as he hugged mom from behind and held her waist, while mom was busy serving plates. A smile immediately mirrored their faces and it soon erupted one in mine.

"Morning bug". Dad called. I still don’t know why he still calls me that name till now but I don’t mind it in the slightest.

"Morning." Mom said offering me a sweet smile as she held out a plate for me which was stacked with pancakes. I took it gladly before sitting on one of the bar stools by the kitchen counter. Not long after a mug of coffee followed and I couldn’t be any happier. I like this. One of my favorite times. Mornings before a day kicked in and brought along its own issues.

Mornings were our families bonding time unlike most who enjoyed dinner time. Mornings were not clouded and when you tended to live in a pack house which had people all over the whole time you resulted savoring any time you got to be at least alone.

I found this as a routine for both my mother and father and in the end I became part of it and so did my little brother. And in all this moments we’d get to see the Luna and alpha at their most relaxed moments at least outside their bedroom. Dad would be either the one preparing breakfast for the four of us since we woke up earlier than all the others, or mom would be. And since I could remember I never once witnessed them apart. If dad was preparing breakfast mom would be by his side watching him and handing him whatever he needed. And when it was mom doing the cooking it would mostly be as I’ve found today. But there were times when I would be late and find them dancing by the large window that was on one side of the private dining or catch them watching the sun making its first appearance on the east horizon. It was a nice scene to wake up to and somehow made me like mornings even more. It was an unspoken rule between the four of us to always ensure we have a peaceful breakfast. All other issues would come up after the sun had risen and we were ready for the days activities.

Sam walked in with his hair wet and mom gave him a pointed look at that. She was about to scold him when he raised his hands up.

"Clay, can I use your blow drier mine broke and your room is locked before you say anything." Sam immediately let out.

I immediately stood up before I got that pointed look from my mom. I may have said mornings were peaceful but still we couldn’t use it to escape form my mom’s scolding whenever it was required. Not even my dad was spared in this regards.

"Come along." I called him before I start being questioned on why my room was locked. That has been a habit that had me receiving ear pinches among scolding’s from my mom since I was nine. She at some point gave up but whenever it’s an inconvenience like right now I’d get an earful for sure and the scolding awaiting Sam would fall on me. It was cold in the mornings and Sam walking around with wet hair was sure to rise a fuse.

"Couldn’t you use a towel at least." I questioned knowing well he probably run out of those.

"No, they are all dirty." He answered not even slightly bothered by that.

"And whose fault is that." I prodded.

"Stop pissing about, its not like its my fault.” I’d give it for the kid. He didn’t even feel an ounce of guilt. We were so different that at times it was hard to believe we were related. I sighed at his response already getting tired.

"Yeah, like not taking out your clothes for laundry isn’t your fault. If you have to lock your room at the very least don’t have bugs growing in there." I scolded. I couldn’t help myself. I guess my mother’s ways had rubbed on me.

"Its too early for this Clay, and not everyone is a clean freak like you. some of us don’t have time." He answered and I couldn’t help rubbing my head as I felt this conversation would end up with me just winding myself for nothing.

“And what are you so busy with, friends all the damn time and having girls one after the other." I couldn’t help but reprimand him.

"At least I have a social life and its not like I’ll be the next alpha so I don’t have to be stuck up like you and wait for a mate that might never show up or might be dead long ago." At that I just shut up cause he hit a nerve. At twenty two and still I hadn’t found my mate. It was a sensitive subject and even though every one wants me to have a chosen mate I’m a bit reluctant of that fact.

I should have already taken over the pack from the moment I turned nineteen but for the reason of not having a Luna I cant. And even though dad doesn’t complain, I can tell the pack still talks.

I opened my door and ushered him in and ushered him to the bathroom before walking back to my window and looked outside. The sun was yet to rise but soon it would be. I looked into the fading darkness just willing my mind not to wander of and enjoy the coolness that the mornings brought about. Sam walked out after he was done but I couldn’t even look at him. In a few minutes maybe when what he had said wasn’t running in my mind so vividly. I wasn’t hungry anymore but not showing up would have my mom not happy so I shoved down all the emotions and walked out heading back to have my breakfast.

I locked my door once again. Its not like I had trust issues or anything to hide I just like the idea of this space being just mine and I didn’t like anyone messing with it. I liked that I was the only one who had access to it. That kind of made me feel like it was my own. My little haven.

I walked back in and I found my mom smiling at something I didn’t know what they were talking about and I didn’t want to be part of it for now. This mate thing has been what had my pack ridiculing me and to top that fact that I can’t ascend the alpha without a Luna who would be my mate it just makes matter worse. All my age mates have found their fated one’s and that just about left me and being the next alpha that didn’t sit well with people and as days go by the keep talking. It’s not like I’m the one in control of assigning mates but I’m held accountable which I’m not complaining I understand since I’m their to be alpha hence their need to feel titled to make talks of my life. Its not like my father isn’t good of an alpha, he’s doing a better job than what I’d do if I was an alpha already. So why they keep pushing me I don’t get.

'Clay," I looked at dad who had called me.

"Mmmh" I answered back looking at him now.

"Your mom is talking to you." He said looking at me with disappointment and I lowered my head. If I dared to do that while we had company my dad would have my head for that. An alpha bowing his head so randomly to his subject. But right now, he couldn’t care, to him I was showing disrespect to the Luna and his wife at that.

"Sorry mom." I said. I had mind to walk away but that would just worsen everything. I looked up waiting for her to say whatever she was saying then maybe I can excuse myself and go take Doug out for a much needed run, maybe then we would be able to calm our thoughts and heart ache. She gave me one look and immediately looked at Sam who coiled under her gaze. On other circumstances this would have been funny but not now, cause she somehow figured and this is a talk I didn’t wish to have not now.

"Samuel." She called in that you’re in trouble voice and my seventeen year old brother suddenly looked like a toddler.

"Its nothing mom, its just that my head is a bit displaced. I’m sorry again for ignoring you." Mom looked at me and went to say something but dad held her hand and whatever language they spoke had my mom letting go even though she would pin a look every once in a while at Sam.

"Do you want more coffee she asked and I shook my head while Sam went to say something as he held his mug but the look he was given shut him up and he lowered his mug. I felt sorry for him. I’d have defended him but that would just bring the issue back and have my mom telling me how well she knows her sons and so on so I just shut my mouth and had my breakfast.

After breakfast I excused myself and went for a run as I left my mom scolding Sam, as they walked by the balcony to watch the sunrise, don’t think they’ve ever missed doing so unless an emergency occurred or they were away.

I walked by the tree line and shed my clothes before letting Doug out and then sprinted along the forest without a destination. Though I didn’t want to worry my mom by closing the link I didn’t want them talking to me now. I needed to let my mind ease and breath. So I closed off all the links. And proceeded with my run till I was next to the river. Doug was standing by the bank as we watched ourselves in the water. His massive size standing there with a demeanor that screamed sadness. The golden eyes glowing and his black fur blending with the fading darkness. The red patches on his ear tips and tail, blending in with the darkness as well. A grunt left his mouth. He was upset and saddened. Looking up a howl left his mouth a sad one that we were sure was heard all over. Doug didn’t understand why the goddess had still not given him his mate. A werewolf especially one of alpha blood would be able to scent their mate as soon as he turns sixteen, others mostly was at eighteen but it was not limited to that.

Six years and I was still yet to find whomever my mate was. maybe Sam was right maybe we didn’t have a mate or our mate died long ago. I really didn’t blame Sam for thinking that. He too hadn’t found his and even though its just one year whose to say he wouldn’t be like me. Even if he didn’t want to say it I knew he too was upset that he hadn’t found his mate and he tried to distract himself with everything considered fun to a teenager. But I’m glad he didn’t have all the kind of pressure I have surrounding me from everywhere.

We shifted back and I stood in place of Doug and looked at the inviting water. The river wasn’t deep like the lake which was not in our territory but I felt the need to deep myself in it and it wasn’t the fast time. I walked to the middle with the waters reaching just past my waist before lying on it and sunk myself inside. I didn’t want to swim just laying in the cold waters having them numb my skin from the cold. After a while I let myself float and just lay there. Letting the numbness the cold water had pushed onto my skin to just numb even my heart. Where was she. Did she even exist. I let my thoughts linger to her as pain tore through me. I didn’t want to be subjected to the packs ridicule anymore. Why couldn’t she just show up. I thought as I felt Doug start pacing with distress and before I could gather my thoughts that’s when I heard it.

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