Werefate

And it was a beautiful night. I always find the night sky with these stars which are so beautiful. The thousands of stars, blinking and blanketing the sky. The cool breeze after the hot summer day. The night seems calm and peaceful. And our Goddess moon shining brightly guiding us in the dark night. I stand in front of the vast ocean. The waves that are rising with the moon. The sound of water flowing and the laughter of my friends. My best friends. Lucus Adams. The future alpha of Adamsland. The cocky one. The bestest person out there. He was, is and always will be my comfort zone. Since childhood he has taken me under his wings. Him and my beautiful sister. Ashley Steinfeld. My beautiful sister. The blue eyes and blonde hair makes her total contrast of me. Me with the plain dark hair and the silver eyes . The eyes that always make me feel like a freak. No one in our pack have it. My pack were all welcoming people but I always feel like I don't belong here. I can't seem to blend in but I am forever grateful to my Goddess Moon. She found me, my parents and sister who love me to death. My Mom, Maria Steinfeld, always tells me the story with a happy face. The tears glistened her eyes. I was found when my dad , Arthur Steinfeld was running with the pack in the full moon. He stumbled on a basket. His wolf heard a small cry. Mom says I was always a fighter. If I was a day late maybe I wouldn't have survived. My dad said I was like a beautiful butterfly still fluttering even in the darkest hour of my life. Mom and dad already had hands full with my sister Ashley. My dad says when he first picked me I gave him my dimpled smile and grabbed his hands so tight that he knew he was in trouble. That he feel in love with me at the first sight. A little girl , the age of their daughter. However Alpha Nathan Adams gave my parents an options. They were of the beta position in the pack . There were werewolves who don't breed. In our world adopting is not unheard but finding someone to adopt is really difficult. You don't find the little ones being abandoned. Only the rogues does that. I don't really think about my abandonment that brings grief and sadness. So I listen to the laughter of my best friends Lucus and Ashley. The sounds brings me back from the dark place. And as I was thinking about my adoption. How I dad couldn't let go of me and immediately calmed me as his. They both of them named me Vanessa, butterfly in Greek. My sister and I grew up together. Ash was never bothered about me being her adopted sister or how our patients both treated with with same level of love , respect and support. I am beyond blessed. " Hey butterfly. Why are you using your brain so hard? " I look over me and see luke smirking at me. The girls die for that dimpled smile and that annoying smirk. But sometimes I really want to slap that smirk off him. Such cocky little s**t. " Yeah luke. You never use your brain so someone has to. " I heard my sister choking on her laugh. " Hey careful. Are you alright? " I can't hide the concern out of my voice. " Yes mama Goddess. " She rolls her eyes, f*****g rolls her eyes. " One day your eyes are going his your brain on how much you keep rolling it." I hear lucus laugh. " Take that you little shit." Luke may be cussing her but the adoration in his voice can't be faked. My parents are the first one that made me believe in love. Then I always knew lucus and Ashley were the end game. They have to be mates. I mean the childhood love and all makes me want to vomit something. " Who are you calling a little s**t?" Ashley runs over to luke to kick at his shin. On return luke embrace her and kisses her in lips. She melts. I divert my eyes to the waves. Feeling like an intruder. I always knew them being the endgame. But seeing them together has always made me uneasy. I am a firm believer of mate. Ashley says she will be with lucus forever. But what if that's not true. What if she belongs to someone else and luke to someone's else. Aren't they searching for a heartbreak? We werewolves always start dating from 18 years. Once we meet our wolf. Once we are fully adult. Having s*x is not a big thing. We are tactical race. We know the power of touch and affection. But everyone knows their limit. I mean until the wolf no one finds their mate no imprinting. So having affection towards others just seems like an invitation to further heartbreak. I am scared for them not being mate. So even though seeing them together has always made me uneasy. Has always made my stomach gnaw I look up towards the sky and pray to Goddess Moon. " Mother make them mates. They love each other. I know actually loving someone before the change is foolish but they both are what you created. I pray for their happiness. I pray for my parents to always be happy. And for me I pray that I get what you have stored for me. Amen."