THE MATING STRUGGLE

CHAPTER 1 Believe me when I say “I needed a drink” my anniversary was so close, and the holidays did seem like they were going to be a whole lot of merry. Well at least I thought it was. Here I was minding my own business like I usually do, tending to the chores in the house. When someone knocked at the door and immediately I could smell mischief. My werewolf powers didn’t let the footsteps go unnoticed. Like how a human would behave I opened the door and asked what she wanted. You wouldn’t believe what came out her mouth. Yet again “I say” I need a drink. I walked to the evening bar, leaving my eight year old baby at home. I needed to. I was feeling my throat uprooting from my chest. And I know it’s probably going to be hard before I got drunk after the one shot of whiskey I had taken. Explaining to the bartender. “a rather irrelevant topic” I said to him, do you know how poisonous this drink is? I went on further complaining about the amount of sugar used in making this. “I am the mate of an alpha” I said, my drunkenness took the better of me. The bartender looked at me in distraught, almost like I could read his mind, he said “who is this freak?” Well…. Permit me to be a freak as today is the day I felt the awful need to stab my mate Trevor with a pencil, of course, it would have no effect. But it’s the thought that matters. “I exclaimed” and the stranger who sat next to me indulged in the conversation, he could see I was in despair and needed someone to talk to. “what’s wrong?” he asked! I’ll tell you, since you asked “I wanted to anyways” well today is the day I take the caul of, there I was at home when a strange lady knocked my door and said to my face “This is where the father to my child lives” I looked at her with disdain, hoping she was crazy or homeless. I asked if she needed some money so she could be on her way. But she insisted and said she recognized the scent and the man she was looking for is the alpha of the Gaul pack. I was appalled when those words escaped her lips. I got up and marched down to the hunting ground where all new members of the pack were initiated and I looked for him and there I found the Gaul head of the Gaul pack. I confronted him about the news I had just received and he looked me dead in the eye and said “Elena, I am an alpha and I can mate with as many she-wolves as I want” That drove me to a curve and it was as if my canines drooled with venom. I wanted to rip him apart till he couldn’t scream. But there was so many of the back members and his beta would remain faithful to him regardless of his irresponsible behavior. I left the hunting ground and after I did that’s when the waves of sorrow became even stronger, I had held so much contempt in, I needed a way to ease my pain, even though I would have to be influenced. So here I am. T The stranger sighed at me and said “I am not a woman and I cannot feel your pain” I looked at him telling how much I had loved Trevor and how much a family really meant to me as my mother was human and after my father died, the alpha of revolt pack after a battle for territory with the hidden crescent. It was dire that I soon found a mate and then came Trevor who I thought was a reasonable alpha, now he just acts like a dog in the streets. The stranger sighed once more and said “what do you want to do now? As grief and sorrow comes occasionally and no one is immune to it.” I looked from left to right and behind like I didn’t know that question was for, I didn’t have an answer then, until it hit me. I am going to call the pack elders to review the knot and severe sacred ties with Trevor and take my child and leave back home, I haven’t seen my mother and brother in a while and the situation I face now is them extending an “olive branch “ The stranger looked at me again and sighed this time it was longer, I could tell that he had so much in him that he hadn’t let out and I was curious to know so I asked him what grief had told him and he said “grief said, I am what everybody is involved in, I am really, I cause so much pain , shatter a lot of families. The good times they have! Lurking around being blood thirsty for attention. In their detriment, they ask for me boldly. Ignore? No it cannot, cause it to seek attention. But yet I have instilled strength in weaker people, I have created a whole mother world of wisdom and art, I have thought inconsiderably without faults. Death has become a mercy to some. And growth to others, it has made insecurities a personality , it has made a tree lose its branch and a dark ink to bloom in the dark. Side by side, our hearts with dreads, our mind with worry! I will not condemn you as that is a choice we have control over”. This seemed like a lot, the bartender said, while offering a free drink on the house. The stranger was a weird wolf and it seemed like he had no pack and was alone and trust me, lone wolves don’t do that well without a pack. I kept this thought inside though. I asked his name, I did really want to know. He had such good insights, I said He said, him name is Peter. At second glance he did look quite fine with dreaded hair and blue eyes and even though he sat I could tell that he was above six-feet. I marveled only to a platonic state not one of lust. I stood up and was about to leave when he asked what my name was. I looked at him and said my name is Elena and it was a pleasure to meet him. We both did feel the same. He said he hoped he sees me again and I couldn’t lie I also did want to see him again but he shouldn’t know that. I mean, after all my heartbreak is still so fresh. As I left the bar I could feel his gaze at my behind. The one time I felt like the werewolf power was a blessing and not a curse. I walked back to the house and had another slight altercation. "my my". now Trevor is just someone who just gets on my nerves, I do not want to see him anymore or even breathe the same air as him, my body itched as I thought of him. I wanted revenge...but it was best that I left and leave him to deal with his loss " which was me" arrogant prick.