Well, there it is, you blew this up as well. Well done Klara! Indeed, well done.
I was there when my friends met their mates. I was there when my sister turned 18 and her mate, our pack's alpha, Igor and she found out that they were mates and I am pretty sure that this was not the way a normal wolf reacts when they find their destined match from the Goddess.
Isn't this supposed to be the biggest moment of a wolf's life? You find your partner and companion for life. Isn't that a really great thing?
Apparently not for this guy, Klara. Out of all of them, you had to find this one.
I was comfortable, dressed in another male wolf's clothing, and planning on sleeping my butt off, just in case, I needed to run from this pack once I woke up. Or in case I have to fight any of the wolves that I ran to on the clearing. Instead, at one point, I started automatically stretching my limbs and waking up.
I felt a tug and sort of a hum that led me out of my sleep, which was weird since once I fall asleep somewhere, it's not that easy to wake me up.
I was expecting to wake up tied to a chair with a bucket of water being spilt on my head. However, what woke me up was his scent enveloping me and taking over my senses. I felt the hairs on my body raise to that fresh foresty scent before I even opened my eyes and I knew that something big was about to happen.
What I most certainly didn't expect was to find a deep set of green eyes to stare at me and make the entire world around me disappear in those couple of seconds.
"Mate." I released a breath realized I was holding and allowed myself a small smile.
He is so big. Goddess, he is one big guy.
I blushed instantly, not moving a centimetre for fear of looking even worse than I already did.
His hair was sandy blonde, body tall and muscular, filled out with muscle that I bet clenched along with any movement he made in moments he wanted to show off his strength. His arms were big and strong and his body looked filled out in a way that told me this guy liked his candy as much as he liked his exercise.
He was tall, much taller than me, and I wasn't a petite girl, even though I was not as tall and built as other she-wolves. My mind wandered to how his bearish form would be able to hold me, all of me, without any trouble, since every male wolf around me did have trouble picking me up or carrying me.
Made for me as I was made for him.
They never tell you the need you feel for your mate will envelop you quite so soon. I was mesmerized by his eyes and I didn't dare to look away for fear of him disappearing from my sight. I had goosebumps all over me and I simply looked him over once more, battling for words.
I wasn't sure what to do or say at the moment. How does this even work? After basking in the feeling that went through my body and feeling like the entire world has shifted and opened up anew suddenly, I thought I should get up off the bed and come closer to him. I felt the urge to sniff him, hug him, just curl up in his arms and be close to him. I wanted him near and I wanted everything with him right away.
I guess my feelings weren't shared on his end as he turned around and stormed down the hallway and out of the house. I heard him undress outside and someone in the living room muttering curses before he shifted and ran off.
My wolf nudged me to go to him, a pang we both felt deep inside made me stay in place though.
I didn't know if I should feel offended or if my mate was just a person that didn't know how to cope with his own feelings and his wolf's urges. I was trying to figure out if going after him was a good idea or if I should just stay here until he comes back, even though I am generally not the one to sit around. My wolf and I instantly felt his being away and weirdly enough, I felt a longing for someone I barely saw and knew for less than three seconds.
These moments were always described as magical. A lone wolf meeting its mate. I assumed the same would be with me when I met mine. That he would see me, smile, and run to my embrace. Or I to his, technicalities really didn't matter at the time.
I thought that he will ask me out on a date or just spend some time getting to know me. I thought that it will be all rose-coloured and beautiful.
I most certainly didn't expect the guy to run away.
When I turned 18, the age after which we are able to discover who our mates are, my parents were so disappointed that I wasn't able to find my mate in my own pack. They believed this meant that I will need to leave the pack one day when my true match shows up. To be honest, I wasn't that worried, as I always thought that the guy will eventually move in with me in the Silver Stone pack territory and that I will be able to live, work, and one day raise my pups alongside my sister and my parents.
As the years went by, they grew more and more worried since my mate was nowhere to be found. None of the wolves coming into our town in search of their mate was mine. Still, I was nowhere near bothered by that since, even though I knew I wanted a family someday, I knew I was yet too young for that. I thought college would be a good distraction for them as well as myself. I even hinted that a mate might be someone who went to the same class as I did just to convince them to let me go.
That is how I packed my bags up and ended up in the Dawn pack territory since they were one of the few territories where our universities were werewolf-only and there was no need to hide. The courses for education and literature were the best there, and that was something I always had an interest in.
That is also how I decided to go for a run on my first night while on the university tour. And ended up with a mate in a territory and pack I knew nothing about.
I sat there in silence and a couple of minutes later an elderly woman with a warm smile, alongside a tall, lean male showed up on the doorstep of the room I was in.
"Luna." The male inclined his head slightly and I let out what was half a laugh, half a curse in my native language.
Hold up, hold the heck up.
Moon and Goddess! Did he have to be an alpha? I couldn't handle my own alpha bossing me around, and I am way more certain I will not be able to handle a mate that feels like he can order me around or use the voice on me.
Besides... Me? A luna? I had no idea what I wanted out of life quite certainly. How was I to run a pack?
Easy there, girly. The guy ran away from you, it's not like you're already mated and appointed.
"Just give him some time. Bjorn can be a tad..." The guy, whose clothes I was wearing apparently, continued and then stopped again, mulling over his words to try and not to use the wrong one.
I cocked my head to the left and let out a snort. "Afraid of his feelings? Indecisive? Used to being alone? Or is he just a jerk?" I released those too fast for my own good and then, realizing what I said about their alpha, covered my mouth with my hand.
The older lady smiled at me, her chestnut skin glowing in the moonlight and the warm light that was coming from the hallway. Her black hair was braided into a long braid and thrown over her left shoulder. I was instantly drawn to her energy, feeling warm and at home.
I turned to the male and noticed his slight smirk. He gazed into me warily, trying to make sure I didn't notice the way he glanced towards the window that was slightly open a couple of times or that he was marking any exits and every single thing in the room I could potentially use as a weapon. He was taller than the lady and I knew he was over six feet, but he didn't tower over the door in the same way my mate did.
His frame was leaner as if he was honed for chasing wandering alpha mates around.
Bjorn. His name rolled in my mind a bit and I couldn't help but smile. A Norse name, such as the ones of gods in the old mythology.
Bjorn. Bjorn. Bjorn. I liked it. I liked the sound of it next to mine.
"I am gonna love her." Another woman appeared on the doorstep. She was a bit taller than me, fit, and slightly muscular. Her hair was dark and her skin was the radiant caramel and in great contrast to the guy who was blonde and as pale as a ghost. You could tell they were mates by their stance next to each other only, even though their intertwined scents and markings on the neck would give it away a second later. When her scent reached me I realized she was one of the wolves that brought me here.
I lifted my shoulders and straightened my back, feeling as if she was a complete opposite both to her mate and who was apparently her mother. "Thank you. For saving me," I said to her, smiling lightly. "and for bringing me here and allowing me to sleep." She nodded and that made me smile. "I am honestly not sure how to process all of this now." I blurted out, trying to locate my hairband that must've fallen somewhere.
The tall guy, which gave off leadership vibes, in a much different way than his mate, walked into the room, switched on the light and once he handed me my hairband, he went to the window and stood there nonchalantly.
I looked at him and almost rolled my eyes while smiling. I wasn't going to run through the window, that was sure. I looked towards the older lady who came up into the room as well, while the girl with the silky skin stayed out, protecting the door.
It looked like they didn't know that my best chance was her mother, taking her hostage and then getting out of the room. However, I had no intention of running. Just yet.
"You can ask whatever you wish to know luna. We are all here at your disposal." The elderly woman said sitting on the bed, next to my feet. I sat up a bit straighter and curled my legs inwards to create the sitting position I am comfortable with.
I didn't want all of this to just come crashing down on me. I knew that even if I ran, the information I could gather would be beneficial to Igor if no one else.
"Well... I really have no idea how all of this goes. What is the name of your pack?" I asked the woman sitting on my bed.
Charm was the way to go, always and with everyone. Being the silly little girl that had just a bit of luck at her side always worked. Of course, you have to mix lies with the truth.
"We are named the Crescent Moon pack now. Your parents and yourself might know us better as the Hati pack." She nodded her head while explaining. "The name was changed a couple of years back." She smiled at me and looked down at my arms that were hidden under the blanket, fumbling with my hairband.
I have heard of their pack. They were heavily linked to Scandinavia where they came from, before settling here, in the heart of the continent. Their territory was surrounded by mountains on one side and came out to the Grand Lake and two twin rivers that flow out of it, on the other. That was all I could pull from my memory at that point.
I placed my hand on the blanket, continuing to stretch out my hairband. Letting them think I was nervous and maybe a tiny bit scared as well. "I have never heard of a pack changing their name..." I stated, feeling dumb for even saying it.
"Well, now you have." The younger woman stepped into the room and held her mate's hand.
"I am your beta, Steph." He spoke. "It's actually Stephen, but everyone calls me Steph around here. And this is Emma, my mate, and our general and trainer." He pointed at her and smiled at me while the woman smirked and looked me up and down.
"Klara. My name is Klara." I stated. "I am from the Silver Stone pack."
"What are you doing here Klara?" Emma asked me, trying to assess my posture, my figure, the way I was holding my hand, everything. She reminded me so much of our own alpha, my sister's mate. He would also make sure to assess you in a way that made you notice, made you feel it, and feel kind of scared because of it.
Steph, the beta guy, seemed to do it in a subtle manner, that left little room for discomfort.
"I applied for university in the Dawn pack territory. In education and literature actually." I smiled, feeling that if I allow my charm to come through, they might be a bit more open to me. However, with her now leaving her position at the door, I did have my chances more open. There was still the lady in front of me, but I knew I could jump over her mid-shifting.
I kept my face blank as I continued. "I was on a faculty tour, checking out the programs and thought that a midnight run on my first night there would be a good idea." I shrugged and let out a snort. "I love to run at night, I just wasn't familiar with the territory and then I stumbled onto those rouges and I just ran. Then, I smelled you, you found me, brought me here, I found my mate, then he ran off and that's pretty much it." I said shrugging and offering them my smile once again.
"You ran from the Dawn pack to here?" Emma raised her eyebrows obviously not believing me, which made me realize why she left her position at the door.
She deemed me a weakling, someone she would easily defeat in battle. And while I wasn't quite sure I would be the one to walk away if we went head to head, I still felt the need to defend my skills and my looks in front of her.
"Yes." When that left eyebrow went a bit more up I felt the need to clarify. "I am actually quite strong. I mean, don't let the body fool you, I can endure and take a lot." I laughed while blushing and suddenly feeling conscious about the way that I look. "I am just not built like a regular she-wolf, but I am quite fast and have energy." Her eyebrows went down to their respective place at this and I could see her starting to contemplate something.
"Well... welcome to your pack then, luna Klara." The guy said a bit awkwardly.
"I guess we'll see about that." I responded, wondering where my mate wandered off to and not being able to get those green eyes out of my head.