The Death Twins

Marcel's mate

Marcel P.O.V

I truly am happy for Oliver that he found his mate, and he has to make things work. He knows about my mate getting murdered in front of me and he knows mates are a sensitive subject for me. He also knows all rouges are happy for him and every one would encourage him to start a life with Ruth. Ruth is amazing and she reminds me a lot of Gene. Genevieve was an absolutely amazing mate. She was ably to make a smile just magically appear on my face whenever she wanted. She was small, like Ruth, and she was a hugging machine. Hugging was the most important thing in our relationship I think. "I asked her if I was a good hugger, instead of a good kisser. It was our own little thing. Just bad luck we happened to be in a pack with a bad and abusive Alpha. Like practically all abusive alphas, he forced himself on every female of the pack even when he had a mate. Nobody knew if it was a real mate or just some other girl he found attractive and wanted her as a pet. I tried to protect my beautiful Genevieve from this monster and succeeded. But he wanted revenge on me and just on me. He did that by killing all I loved and letting me live alone. I don't even want another mate because I'm not rejected but lost someone. Not just someone. The Alpha killed my parents, my grandparents were already killed a year before to punish my parents, my little baby sister, my older overprotective brother and my beautiful mate. He destroyed everything and I went on a rage. I ran away but got chased all my life. He was set on reputation and wanted a lot of people to rule. I was on the run for five years when I found two wolves who were running too. I thought we would might stand a change with the three of us. I guessed they were high ranked, because of their size, but not alphas since they were running. I changed into human form and asked them to do the same. They shook their big heads. I asked them why but they just kept on shaking their heads. Then I heard a voice. It was through mind link and it should be impossible to mind link someone outside your pack, family or mate. But they could talk to me. "We can't change, we were born like this." A young girl voice said. She sounded like she was in her teenage years maybe younger. "How old are you?" I asked. "twelve." She said. My mouth caught flies and it wouldn't close. "What's wrong?" She asked me. "How are you this big and muscular and only twelve." I asked them. They didn't know and I asked them if they could fight. They showed me and I was really impressed. They told me they killed their abusive alpha who killed their mother and now they were running. To find out what their mother lived like before she found her mate and lived in captivity. I excepted that they were way stronger and way younger than me and we went on a journey to kill my alpha. They told me to that they would only go with me and kill my alpha so I was free and then we would live separate, free lives but we decided to help each other and Sam told me to find rouges in need and call for their help if I found any. I did and we all live together to be strong and kill all the abusive alphas. We told each other our life stories, made up stories and life lessons. We taught each other what we thought would come in handy once. Many of us had benefit of our stories and I would 100% tell new rouges the same stories again. Everything was useful and beautiful, that is what the twins taught me. I live with great depression itself for five years and they helped me get rid of it. I then found new friends and I slowly got more and more happy and found a lot of trustworthy friends. Oliver was one of them. He was punished for changing. Oliver turned sixteen and that is when most werewolves first change. His Alpha didn't want his to change but Oliver had no control over it. He changed and ran away. When he came back he got beaten up for a whole day non stop. Warriors got in and out to beat him up. When I found him he was weak and I found the urge to protect him. He was young and weak. His wolf wasn't allowed to talk to him and he knows little about the world. He knows how to appreciate things and that was a really important quality that made us so close. I was like his older, overprotective brother and I know what it feels like to have one, but I never thought it would feel this way to be one. I felt good about myself as long as he was happy and safe, but if he ever stubbed a toe, it was my fault and I should've been there to protect him. I am just happy he found friends among the rouges and now found his mate. I car for him more than anything, he is all i got, and it would be hard letting him go and leaving this pack without him, but I won't live in a pack again, definitely when I don't have a mate there. When we entered the lightning pack's territory i knew he found his mate. He was really distracted and was smelling something amazing, I knew his mate was here and his wolf would pop up soon. When we entered the pack house he saw her, and as much as I wanted to let him be with her, I needed him to help him with the boy. I let him be with Ruth for the rest of the day so they could get to know each other but I was told, they just slept together all day and hugged when they weren't asleep. I encourage hugging. It is a great way to get warm, show affection and get each others attention. It is after my speciality.