Bequeathed to my Cold Alpha

A Possibility?

Jane's POV

I was excitedly looking forward to meeting my wolf. Although,I was very undecided about whether I would love to escape or not, I was still excited to get my wolf.

I had taken in the clothes I spread to dry outside later that day feeling a little sad. I wished Luna Hilda was there with me. I wished she had not died and left me at the mercy of her heartless and cold mate.

I had gone to sleep still feeling unhappy about how fate had treated me. But I was also excited that I was going to have my wolf and together we would protect baby Hilda.

Something woke me during the night and I sat up in bed. I checked the clock on my night stand and it was some minutes after one o'clock. I wondered what it was that woke me, then I realized that there was pain in my stomach. I stood up but fell back on the bed clutching my stomach.

I suddenly felt so cold that my fingers and toes felt numb. It was as if I was locked in a refrigerator or outside while it snowed. I tried to shout but my voice was stuck in my throat. A pain started in my chest as if someone was pressing down with all of their strength on my chest. I had to open my mouth to breathe. My breath was laboured.

Within a minute, my chest began to contract and the pain became almost unbearable. I put all my energy into standing up but I only fell on the ground groaning in pain. I tried standing from the floor but I couldn't as black dots covered every part of the room. I panicked thinking I was about to die.

The fear of dying and leaving baby Hilda to suffer gripped my heart and brought tears to my eyes. No matter how many times I blinked the black dots kept getting bigger. Seeing that I couldn't fight the pain anymore, I gave in and passed out.

When I came around again, I was still alone in the room but instead only being face up, I was faced down. I tried getting up but I staggered. I opened my eyes and tried to use my hands to push myself up and that was when I realized they were not hands but purs.

I wanted to scream but what came out of my mouth was a growl. I closed my eyes and calmed myself down. I opened my eyes and walked towards the mirror in the room.

I couldn't believe my eyes at what I saw. Standing right before me starring back at me was an immaculately white wolf with no other color on the fur. Only the snort was different.

I closed my eyes then counted to ten and reopened it. I was surprised to see that it was still the same wolf that I saw. My heart started racing faster. Was that my wolf?

White wolves did not exist. They extinct many years ago. We only heard of them from older people.

‘Hello Jane. I am Juana, your wolf’ The wolf in the mirror said

‘It is not possible. White wolves do not exist’ I said to the wolf

“Ofcourse white wolves exist” Juana said

“It is myth. I am hallucinating. This is not real” I said shaking my head from side to side. I could see that the wolf's head was moving in the mirror before me.

My wolf scoffed before saying “ You are not hallucinating Jane. You are me and I am you. Your mother was a white wolf. Your father did well to hide that from anyone”

“What you are saying doesn't make sense” I said turning away from the mirror

“You will process it all in time Jane but there is something important that we must attend to first” My Wolf said

“What is it?” I asked suspiciously before I continued “Do not suggest that we should run away from here because I am not moving an inch away from baby Hilda. I can't abandon her and do not suggest that I should take her along with us because I wouldn't take that. I can't make her suffer that way” I ranted

“Calm down Jane. I wouldn't suggest that we should leave baby Hilda or make her suffer the harshness of the reality of the unknown” My Wolf said

“Okay. Tell me what you want then” I said waiting impatiently for her to tell me what she wants me to do.

‘We are the last of our kind Jane that is why it is important that we pro create’ My wolf said and I was stunned at the reality of the fact that Alpha Jason was the only option I had if I considered having kids.

‘If you want me to pro create with a cold hearted male like Alpha Jason, then it is not going to happen. So it is better you tell me that our mate is on the way here’ I said in annoyance then returned to the mirror

“My father was not an Alpha and they had me. I don't want to be bond to an heartless male like Alpha Jason” I hissed

“Your mother was able to get pregnant and have you because fate wanted it to be so. She was not supposed to get pregnant because her mate’s blood wasn't pure enough” My wolf explained

“Let’s just hope that my mate and I too will find favour with fate and I will have kids” I said

“Being mated to someone whose bloodline is not strong is what has caused the extinction of white wolves Jane” My wolf said in mild irritation

“I don't need a strong bloodline or male. I will not allow Alpha Jason to touch me. Not even to continue to procreate white wolves” I growled

“You have to do it to save your specie from extinction. You can't let all the power that the white wolf wield die with you” My Wolf growl back

“My mate will come along and who knows he might be an Alpha” I said dismissively

“We don't have to look for anyone. Alpha Jason will do just fine” My wolf insisted

“Over my dead body will I allow Alpha Jason touch me” I growled as I suddenly started feeling dizzy. The back and forth with my wolf was suddenly taking a toll on me

“I like him. I want him” My wolf insisted

“Why?” I asked swaying on my paws

“His scent draws me in. I think he might be our mate but I need to get close to him to determine that” My wolf said which made my heart jump with fright.

It is often said that the wolf can sense ones mate as far as his or her scent was near. No! It can't be. I will never accept to be mated to someone who was incapable of loving his own child. I screamed in my head.

“Alpha Jason can't be our mate” I said in panic

“It is a possibility. A familiar scent is calling out to me” My wolf said. I was shivering but I didn't know why.

My head began to swim and before I could process anything further, I passed out. I didn't fight it. I was exhausted.