After Erik, Lenny, and Darren had left I mosied my way back to my apartment and plopped down in the chair on the porch.
“Why?” Serla barked at me when we could be sure that we were completely out of earshot of anyone else. Not that anyone could hear her. I’m not sure why she waited actually…
“Why what?” I asked as I leaned back in the chair and draped my legs over the side of it. I tilted my head back and looked up into the sky. Nightfall was looming and the clouds were gathering again. There was little doubt that it would begin to rain again soon.
“He is our mate! You feel the bond as strongly as I do!” Serla was very clearly unhappy with me and I really couldn’t blame her. I did feel the mate soul bond. I felt it in every muscle of my body, in every beat of my heart.
I was bull headed though and I wasn’t ready to give up my independence yet. I wasn’t ready to throw myself into being a Luna, which was a position that wasn’t at all appealing to me. I just wanted to stay here with my miniature porch garden, my chair, and the quiet. I wanted to stay here where everyone left me alone.
“I… I know… I know… But…” There was something else too. Something that felt so odd when I was close enough to him. “You felt it… didn’t you?”
“Felt what?”
“It was almost like the mate bond was… Off? I don’t know how to explain it Serla. It felt right… like everything I’ve ever wanted, but at the same time it just… It didn’t feel whole.” I could feel my brows knitting together the more that I tried to explain.
It was strange. It was not at all what I expected. Something about it… I sighed before adding. “Maybe I just expected something different.”
Serla sighed and slumped on to the floor to lay, crossing one paw over the other and resting her muzzle on top. “I think that you’re over thinking this. I think that you’re trying to make logic out of what is a gift and blessing from the Goddess.” Her ears were down as she spoke to me. I hated seeing her upset, but I couldn’t help what I was feeling.
“What if its not, though?”
“What do you mean?”
“What if this wasn’t a gift from the Goddess? What if there was some magic at work? What if…” I trailed off and leapt from my seat, which startled Serla into sitting bolt upright. “What if it’s the candle…”
I quickly darted inside, leaving the back door wide open as I made a beeline straight for the candle. Quickly I pulled open the kitchen drawer that held the lighter. I clicked it on and hovered it over the wick of the candle until it lit. I took a deep breath and held it in, thinking to myself of wishing for a kitten to show up at my doorstep. With all my air I blew out the flame and waited.
“It’s not the candle, Emma.” Serla spoke as she trotted into the kitchen.
I moved to the front door and opened it, looking all around the porch in hope for the kitten to be there. Nothing. With a sigh I walked back into the apartment and closed the door. “One could hope. Imagine, how incredible it would be to have a candle that granted every wish you ever made on it.”
“I don’t believe that the Goddess would grant that type of power to any mortal, no matter how good intentioned that they were.” Serla shook her head and stretched out on the floor next to my bed.
I couldn’t exactly disagree with her. I couldn’t imagine that the Goddess would give anyone such a thing. I still thought that me finding my mate was some type of weird coincidence. I couldn’t shake it and hoped that having Darren over tomorrow for a chat could possibly shed some light on this. I know that it's not right to question the Goddess but…
I sighed to myself and went to change myself in to dry clothes. I settled for a set of sweatpants and an overly baggy shirt. I wasn’t expecting company until tomorrow, and no one really bothered my otherwise so this shouldn’t be a problem… right?
A lot of things that I thought wouldn’t be problems had ended up as problems for me within the past two days and it was beginning to get a bit concerning. I just shook my head at the thought, hoping to pass it from my mind for the time being and returned to the kitchen to brew a cup of tea. I knew I’d reached even my caffeine limits for the day.
As the kettle heated the water I turned and leaned my rump against the edge of the counter while looking at Serla. She flicked one of her ears in acknowledgement but didn’t say anything for the time being. I wrinkled my nose as I kept replaying the events of the day in my head. Eventually I heard the ‘click’ of the button on the kettle. Long ago, I’d opted to upgrade to an electric kettle with automatic turn off… As I learned the hard way that it was easy to boil out all your water on the stove when engrossed in a really good book. Whoops.
I turned and poured the hot water into my mug and dipped my tea bag into it. I rested one elbow on the counter and set my chin on my hand as I dipped the bag in the water repeatedly. Something I heard you weren’t really supposed to do with tea but I was far to distracted to even notice the automatic movement.
It was odd, feeling like I was in this daze. Almost like I was me, but also I wasn’t me. As though I were watching my life play out in front of me in such a weird and predictable way. I suppose I should find some solace in it, to almost be able to anticipate what would happen next… Though… That also meant that there would not be any real excitement in my life either… Or would there?
I groaned in frustration at the merry-go-round of thoughts in my head before sipping at my tea. Serla didn’t even bother to ask what was wrong, she could hear my thoughts as well as I could and unfortunately didn’t have much to offer in solution either.
Once I had sipped down most of my tea I set the cup in the sink and crawled into my bed. I pulled my blanket over my head and once I was comfortable, I could feel the exhaustion of the day begin to catch up with me. I opened a little spot in my blanket to the outside world to be able to breath comfortably through while keeping the rest of me warm.
Eventually my mind blanked enough to start drifting off. Today was coming to a close… Finally.