The Unwanted: Fate’s redemption

Chapter 2

It had been a big celebration for Talon’s birthday as expected nothing less for the Alpha’s son after all the pack had gathered into their home with an absurd amount of presents and well wishes for the young Alpha with a three-tiered birthday cake at the end. Late into the night, Elara sat beside Talon on his bed giving him a small smile as she watched him open the gift she got for him. She always tried to find whatever Talon wanted each year he had a tendency to forget her birthday but he was always so busy Elara shrugged it off this time it was his eighteenth and she had tracked down the present it was a limited edition and had been hard to find when he finally pulled the wrapping off and opened it Elara looked on hopefully as he took in the watch, she had spent a chunk of her savings on it “do you like it?” She questioned when he hadn’t spoken.

“Yeah... Yeah totally. I mean I wanted the blue-lined one but yeah it’s cool” he shrugged before setting it aside. Elara attempted to keep her cool refraining from looking dejected over his reaction and kept a smile on her face “El, we need to talk” he suddenly said. Those blue eyes stared at her but she didn’t want to hear it instead she crawled onto his lap, her legs on either side as she straddled him.

“I don’t want to talk. It's your birthday, Tal we should celebrate” she whispered leaning closer to his neck, he always smelt so good a nice earthy scent mixed with cinnamon.

“We need to” he spoke firmly she already didn’t like where this was headed “El you know...” he sighed “You know we aren’t mates.”

Elara froze on the spot “So what?” She suddenly mumbled as though it didn’t matter.

“So what? So we are both eighteen now and maybe we should you know cool it. I mean we have mates out there waiting for us after all” he explained his hands firmly held her hips but it wasn’t welcoming more at a moment's notice to throw her away.

“It doesn’t matter to me, Tal” Elara leaned back her fingers brushing the golden locks of his hair “You are who I want.”

Talon sighed “'El... And what if we find out mates then what?”

Elara faced him, she wanted to cry, her heart inside her chest felt as though it would c***k open and bleed out but she wouldn’t waver not here, not now her mother had taught her better “I...” She said softly “I just want to be with you” Apart from her thought she could cling to him with it but she knew it was really just a loss of her dignity. A conflict was in her she almost wished he knew his mate and if he caved to Elara just for one night now knowing who his mate was she would feel the pain of his unfaithfulness it was cruel she didn’t want to face that but the shame was seeping into her stomach making it twist and tense.

“El... We are eighteen. I'm going to take over the pack in a few years I need to focus seriously and if we have mates out there wouldn't it be better to wait” he spoke his jaw was tense clearly in irritation as he lifted her from his lap. It was very final and Elara stood on her own two feet not wanting to sink to any more embarrassing lengths in front of him. She wanted to quickly scurry away without even a goodbye she had loved Talon for so long and her chest burned from the amount of pressure that sat upon it, she was holding back tears and pain needing to refocus it and no doubt she would have to feel her mother’s wrath when she returned home so instead she thought on her feet. Talon seemed to notice her verge of tears and relented a little his hand reaching for her own.

“Tal... I love you”

He stared at her for a while taking in her no doubt sad features while Elara simply felt pathetic “How about we have a deal? When we are twenty-one with no mates still we will take each other as a chosen mate?” her eyes almost lit up at his words they weren't much but at least a partial into a compromise. There was still hope for her.

Talon seemed to regard her for the longest time before she finally nodded “okay, if by twenty-one somehow neither of us met our mate we will become chosen mates.”