The Blue Moon's Prophecy

Chapter 3 - Mixed feelings

Chapter 3 – Darius’s POV

It’s about midnight right now. But I’m still sitting in my home office, doing some paperwork (because as future king of the wolf there is a lot of that) and trying to distract myself from my mate. The girl I took home today.

I feel like an absolute jerk for taking her with me like that, for taking her away from a place she felt relatively save.

As her mate I can feel her strongest emotions and right now, that’s fear and confusion. I promised myself that I would never make my mate feel like that. I promised to keep her smiling and happy. But right now, she doesn’t even know who I am. She doesn’t remember.

I feel angry at the people the people who did this to her. I want to make them all pay for what they’ve done. They need to know that they can’t just make the future queen of all werewolves forget all her memories and get away with it.

She might not remember, but I remember it like it was yesterday:

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It happened all around 11 pm in Alpha Dorian’s pack, one of the most powerful packs around the  world. It was the darkest and coldest autumn night of the business trip. I was sitting at the desk in my room, in Alpha Dorian’s pack house, doing some paperwork, as my beta, Killian, storms in. He only says 3 words, but they cause me to experience an unpleasant shiver down my spine.

“IT IS BACK!”

Killian rushed to my desk and planted his hands on my paperwork and answers the question I had been asking myself for a few years now. As if he could read my mind. “You’ll find her. I know you will. But only if you come with me and stop hiding in your office.” After he said that he took both of my wrists and pulled me up. “Alright, enough sulking. Let’s go! It was seen on the south border”

As soon as we were outside, I shifted into my wolf and sprinted off into the direction Killian pointed. After running for about 30 minutes, my wolf hearing picked the sound of someone else up, running on bare feet. It was pretty close by. What weirded me out a little bit is the faint smell that’s been coming from the same direction ever since I’ve been hearing the footsteps. The smell was sweet and probably the first thing ever able to calm my wolf down.

This could only mean one thing…

My mate was here. While holding to that thought I sprinted in the direction of the smell. Killian followed me as quiet as possible. After running another 5 minutes we are standing on the edge of a clearing, on the bottom of a pretty large hill.

That’s when I saw her, running down the hill, with the shadow that we’d been looking for behind her.

Why isn’t she shifting?

I can smell her wolf.

Is there something wrong with my mate?

What are we going to do?

I put a stop to the questions that where running through my head, knowing that asking the questions wouldn’t get me anywhere. Killian turned to me with the last question I asked myself written all over his face. I mind linked him to distract the shadow so I could attack it and save my mate. As I turned back to look, I could see her tripping on one of the stones and tumbling the rest of the hill downwards till her head hit a pointy rock. In my head, I started to feel an annoying pain in my forehead. It must be because of my mate. I can feel what she feels. Physically I feel pain and tiredness and emotionally I just feel fear. A lot of fear. I promised myself and her, right then and there, that I would make sure, She’d never feel like that again.

I motioned for Killian to take his position while I took mine myself.

As soon as I told him to, Killian started to growl as an attempt to distract the shadow. It worked! He looked over. And as soon as he did, I took my chance and jump on him.

In the corner of my eyes, while rolling over the grass with the shadow, I could see my mate laying almost lifeless on the ground. It gave me the determination to keep on and win the fight.

The shadow kicked me in my ribs, breaking one and creating a loud noise. Since I’m fighting a shadow, I couldn’t really do much to him. I could touch him, but I couldn’t hurt him. It must have been some kind of spell. At some point during the fight, the shadows bright red eyes started to glow even redder. It’s like what happens to a wolf’s eyes when they are mindlinking someone.

As soon as his eyes returned their normal red state, the shadow jumped off me and retreated into the forest. I immediately ran to my mates side. She could barely keep her eyes open. The wound on her forehead was still bleeding pretty heavily. She must have lost a lot of blood by now.

The urge to shift back to my human form was really strong, but I didn’t want to scare her, since she clearly couldn’t feel the mate bond. I just nuzzled and licked her face till she calmed down. I pushed my head against her shoulder as if to tell her that everything would be alright. I know she could see the worry for her in my eyes and maybe even feel it. She had a questioning look on her pretty face. Like she was trying figure me out. And I wanted to tell her really bad. But I also knew that right now is not the time for that. She was probably not even going to remember all of this.

My head is brought me back to reality by my mate, who was starting to close her eyes. I could see the struggle she was having with herself to keep them open.

I would love to be able to help her, but I couldn’t. And as a mate, that was even worse: helplessly having to look at your newly met mate who is going into a sleep she might never wake up from. It’s scary.

My heart started to beat faster in my chest as I felt the panic inside me rise. There was no way the moon goddess would take away my mate as soon as I met her. Is there?

Where is Killian?

The moment my head started to think of where he could be, Killian jumped out of the bushes on my right and we both shifted to our human form. I picked her up and ran with her in my arms the direction of the hotel.

I could hear my mate’s heartbeat slow down, which only causes me to speed up. I knew that I would be stronger and faster as my wolf. But I wouldn’t be able to carry an unconscious human being that well. The forest portraited exactly how I felt on the inside. Dark, cold, hopeless, helpless and even a tiny bit depressing.

I should have listened to my father when told me about mates. Maybe I would have known what I could do to save her myself. Because there was nothing I would have loved more right now. If only I had paid better attention, I wouldn’t have to give my mate to complete strangers and hope for the best.

I was already growing attached to her and the thought of losing her was terrifying. I wished, instead of wasting my time with sulking in self-pity for not being able to find my mate, I had put that effort into actually finding her.

Maybe, if I looked for her a bit harder, all of this would have never happened. She would have been in my arms already and she wouldn’t have to go though all of this pain. I feel like sh*t. Knowing that not only I but she also could have had a much easier life if I stopped sulking and actually went looking.

When we finally reached my room, my sister, Haleigh, is standing outside by the door. This must be what Killian was doing while I was with my mate. She opens the door for us as soon as she sees us and takes some clothes from our suitcase while I lay my mate on the bed.

After I’ve done that I look over to Killian. But he is already on the phone with the medical team of the Pack house we’re staying in. And they came rushing in about 5 minutes later with a stretcher. They carefully lifted her of the bed, placed her on the stretcher and took her to the extra building that served as hospital. I ran after them, but while trying to enter the building, I got stopped by a big hand holding my shoulder. It was the surgeon. “I don’t think that you being with her is gonna do her any good son.”

I looked him right in the eyes. “I am the king of all werewolves and that girl there is my mate! I can and I will go in there!” The surgeon shook his head telling me that he already knows that. He also told me that if they wanted to find out what was going on with her, it would have to be without me. “If you really want the best for her, you leave her here with us, and you go back to the pack house.”

Thinking about what would be best for my mate made leaving her alone a lot easier. Even though some things still didn’t fully add up.

I left to back to go back to the packhouse. Knowing that it was the only thing I could do at that moment. This was the first time ever, that I let someone tell ME what to do. And I didn’t like the feeling one bit. The only person who was allowed to tell me what to do, would be my mate. I would do anything for her.

I walked through the halls back while my wolf was howling in my head, trying to claw his way out, commanding me to turn around immediately and sprint back to my mate. The pressure used to do so made my headache even worse.

As I was walking through the halls with my head held down, I bumped into another wolf. It was alpha Dorian. He looked at me and immediately knew something was wrong.

With him losing his wife and his daughter, I knew he would understand me. And so, I told him the entire story. From the monster we had been chasing for years, to finding my mate, to the weird surgeon who told me to leave her behind in the hospital.

“Man, that’s terrible.” He answered with a knowing look on his face, just like I knew he would. “If I were you, I would try to get some sleep tonight and try to get in again tomorrow.” He advised me.

Taking his advice, I tried to get some sleep. But because of the worry, sleep wouldn’t come to me. I just laid there turning and tossing in bed, fully awake, waiting for tomorrow to arrive.

It was about 5 am, when my beta burst in my room with a worried look on his face. “The surgeon in gone!”

“Why would you wake me up for that?” I asked.

“WELL, BECAUSE HE TOOK HER MEMORIES WITH HIM!” He screamed. Killian didn’t even need to specify who he meant with ‘her’.

I jumped up immediately, threw on some basketball shorts and a simple white shirt. I was full of rage.

Why did I listen to him? I’m such an i***t. I didn’t even know it was possible, but I started to feel even more regret for leaving her behind with the betrayer of a surgeon. He would pay for what he did to my precious mate. He should know not to mess with the future king of all werewolves. I kept balling my hands into fists and my wolf kept wanting to come out. He was scratching and growling for me to set him free to murder that surgeon. And as much as I waned to, I knew that we wouldn’t be able to find him. So I set my eyes on the most important thing to do: get into that hospital, to my mate.

It was raining outside, but I felt like there wasn’t enough time to seek for a jacket. I mind linked my sister to call off the rest of the business trip while running to the hospital together with my beta.

I took the first person I see outside of the hospital by the collar and lifted him up from his feet. “If you won’t let me in this time, THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENCES!!” I screamed. While being so close to the boy’s face, I could clearly see the fear and intimidation in his eyes.

He ran inside as soon as I let him go.

All the while he was inside, I waited outside patiently, but he didn’t come back. I just took that as a sign of being allowed inside.

Together with Killian, I walked in the hospital in.

At the reception, sat an elderly woman with her head down in submission. I didn’t even need to ask her: “You can find your mate on the third floor, seventh door on the left.”

I thanked her and ran upstairs, not having enough patience to take the elevator. I stopped in front of the door the receptionist referred to. I could hear the paramedic I threatened outside begging for her to wake up.

My heart rate went up. Killian put a supportive hand on my shoulder. I took a deep breath… and motioned for Killian to enter the room first, because I was too nervous to go first.

He opened the door and went to stand next to it, holding it open for me. As soon as the people in the room saw me, everybody went quiet. The only sound still heard was the beeping on the heart monitor. My hands were shaking, that’s how nervous I was. Just seeing her, laying there, so lifeless, made me want to stab some ones eyes out.

I ran over to the bed and take her hands in mine as soon as I could. Her small hands fit perfect in mine. And of course, the sparks that erupt when touching a mate were also present. They send a pleasant tingling sensation through my whole arm.

“I’m taking her home.” I said, knowing that they had to listen to me. At the end of that sentence, I could feel her hands tighten around mine.

I and everybody else in the room gasped for air because of the first small sign of life she had showed ever since she came here. Knowing that my presence allows her to move her hands a little bit made me really proud. It feels a bit like butterflies where flapping their tender wings in my stomach, making me dizzy with happiness. The giddiness inside me made me smile.

“Alright,” I continue, “If I’m allowed to take her with me right now, I promise that no one will get hurt.”

‘Well, personally I wouldn’t send her home yet so…’ The doctor hesitates to finish his sentence. But before he even can, a growl escapes my lips. I looked over to him with the most threatening look I could muster in my happy state. He and the nurse next to him did a step back with their heads held down in fear and submission

“But, of course we can make an exception for you.” The doctor says, giving in to me. “If she squeezes your hand again, she can come with you.”

I can feel the panic rise inside my mate. I knew that I was putting a lot of pressure on her, but I also knew that this was the only way I would be able to take her home. So I brought my face to about 10 cm away from hers. “If you want to go with me to save all these people’s lives, then squeeze my hand.” I say.

And about thirty seconds later, I could feel her squeeze my hands again. I still remember that  feeling of insecurity that took over my body for the first time in my life.

Did she squeeze my hands out of fear for the lives of the doctors and nurses in the hospital, or because she felt the mate bond? I asked myself. While letting go of her hands, I motioned for Killian to take her to the car. I did not trust my own arms to hold her back then. I was scared I would hurt her even more and I didn’t want that to happen, so I let him carry her.

The car was already parked in front of the entrance. With my sister in the driving seat. I went to sit in the back while Killian put my mate on my lap and hopped in the passenger seat.

The whole drive back to my families mansion was quiet. I kept stroking my mates hair. She has super soft, straight, brown locks.

When we arrived home, my self confidence had returned and I took her to one of the spare rooms myself. She looked so peaceful while sleeping, but I left her alone to let her rest.

~another sleepless night later~

I really wasn’t having it that morning. I was grumpy as hell and just wanted to be left alone. But I also knew that I had to check up on my mate.

It must have been around 11 pm when I entered her room. My bad mood went out the window as soon as I saw her. The sunrays that peeped through the window made her look even more beautiful, if that was even possible. While I stand there staring at her I can hear my sister coming up to me: “How is she? Can I see her?” She asked. I didn’t answer the first question and responded to the second with, ‘Later, when she’s awake.’ Then, I closed the door and some more complaining from my sister could still be heard on the other side of the door. I walked up to the bed and sat down next to my mate. I took her hand in mine, wating to feel the sparks again.

As soon as I did so, her eyes shot open, but also immediately closed as well because of the sunlight, which shone directly into her beautiful, dark hazel eyes.

I showed her my most playful smile, as soon as I noticed how she’s checking me out. I also brought my face really close to hers, wanting to see her reaction.

But to my surprise, it’s not a good reaction. She looked at me with an indignant look on her face. And then, she pushed me away.

“Who are you? Where am I? What do you want?”  She asked.

“Hold on tiger.’ I hear myself say. ‘One question at a time. First: You should remember who I am. Second: you are at my place. And third, I want… to be… friends with you.”

“No you don’t. I don’t know what you want, but I do know that, that’s not it.”

The last sentence she said, really hurt me. She basically rejected me. At least that’s what I could make up out of what she said about not trusting what I told her about my feelings. But instead of being honest with myself and her, I put up my most serious look, turned around and walked out of the room.

For some weird reason I had the feeling that someone or something was watching us. So, to make sure she would be save, I closed the door.

While walking back to my room I felt immense regret for locking her in that room. She must be trusting me even less by now.

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Yup, that’s how it went. I have been sitting in my office for about 12 hours now, still trying to burry myself in paperwork as my beta comes in.

“How is she doing?” He asks. I shake my head while looking down at my desk. “Not good. She did wake up a few hours ago, I only made the situation worse. She must not trust me at all now.”

“You have to fix this. You are going to fix this, right?” He continues to question me: “How will you fix this?” All of my pent up frustration comes flooding out at that point. I can’t hold it in anymore: “I don’t know yet, ok? I don’t know how I’m going to fix this.” As I say that, I can feel a pair of eyes on me again. But not the same ones that I felt me when I left my mates room.

This pair of eyes actually makes me feel a bit more at peace with the situation.

I decide to go to bed and try to talk to my mate again in the morning. AND ASK FOR HER NAME! Because I still don’t know her name. I tell Kilian so as well and he seems ok with that idea. I think he’s just happy that I even came up with an idea to save my relationship with my mate. He and I both walk out together. Both on our way to our own room.

As I lay in bed I think of all that has happened to me the last two days. There were definitely some good and bad things. That’s for sure. But the thought of building a relationship with my mate makes me all giddy and happy like a young girl.

I find myself falling into the most peaceful sleep so far in the last week. Praying that tomorrow will bring some good things my mate and my way.