Alpha Jackson and His Human Mate

I was enjoying the morning in my tiny house. I was drinking coffee and finally, finally feeling like I could breathe. The day was sunny and beautiful and the smell from my open window that was behind the small sofa built into the wall of my tiny home was sweet and addicting. I stood in the middle of the room and sipped my coffee, still in my tank top and pj bottoms from the night before, my long auburn hair fell down my back in waves and I tried to shove it out of my face and push it behind my ears to keep it out of my blue eyes.

This was where I had always dreamed of being. Ever since I was a little girl. I finally had the tiny home and property I had always wanted. A place to stay in solitude and keep everyone away. My studio, that I had built alongside my tiny home, was filled with paintings and drawings that had helped to bring me this paradise. I had only sold a couple, but it was enough to buy my tiny slice of heaven. My property was surrounded by forest on all sides with only a dirt road that, unless someone knew exactly where it was could easily be missed. I loved that about this place. A private place that was hidden away from the rest of the world.

A perfect place to hide.

I walked out onto my little porch and sat on the porch swing that hung suspended to the left of my front door. This was my favorite time of the day here. I would sit and watch all the animals in the forest and breathe in the heady scent of the trees, moss, roots, and whatever animals were there. I had seen a few wolves here and there, one quite large and black. I had seen him from a distance. What was odd about him was how he would stand at the edge of the forest where my property line met up with the trees and just watch me. The first few times I was a little startled, but after a while I just accepted that this was his home and I made an effort to relax when he was there and just go about my morning ritual of drinking my coffee and llistening to the sounds. Every once in a while I would glance up at him and give him a small smile to let him know that I was okay with him being there. He always felt strangely comforting to me. I did not fear this wolf, even though he was quite large in comparison to other wolves I had seen. I almost got the sense that he was standing guard for me, or protecting me from something I didn't know was out there.

This morning I was surprised not to see him in his usual spot. I didn't know why my stomach twisted in bitter diapointment. He was just a wolf, he'd be back again. I sat back on the swing and pushed myself into a gentle rocking motion while sipping my coffee. This was my favorite thing to do. I could just sit here, rock, close my eyes, and be totally at peace.

Suddenly I was hit with the most delicious scent. I couldn't place it. Almost like chocolate, but some lavender and musky scent with it. I didn't know what it was, but it was relaxing me even more. It was the best thing I had ever smelled! What was that?

The smell seemed to be getting stronger, which was odd. I wasn't around anything that could smell like that. There was no chocolate nearby, I didn't have any lavender growing anywhere and I couldn't place the musky scent.

I was falling asleep and soon I was dreaming about the wolf that had watched me from the edge of the woods. Only, he stood up on his hind legs, not at all like a wolf, and walked towards me. I wasn't scared. I felt... loved. I felt protected.

"My mate, I have found you." The wolf said in a deep voice. "I will protect you. I love you."

Then he was in front of me. How had he gotten here so quickly? I could feel his raw emotions. He was grateful, sad, and happy all wrapped up in a single being. I didn't understand the emotions radiating off of him.

I watched as he walked across my porch slowly to stand directly in front of me. "You will be held above all women in my world. No one will dare to speak your name without reverence. You will be a strong and capable Luna to our people. They will love you as I love you. We will have children, beautiful children..."

This dream was incredible but I knew it was a dream, so why did it feel like a big wolf was sniffing my face? I opened my eyes and was met with dark ones that were rimmed with silver. Standing over me. Taller by far than any wolf I'd ever seen. I jumped up, dropping my coffee cup on the ground where it broke and coffee splattered all over the wooden porch. The porch swing swung violently behind me with the force in which I had jumped up. I continued to stare into his eyes not sure if I should move. Would he attack me? Should I run? Should I play dead? 

Then I realized; I was staring at the wolf I had been dreaming about. The smell I couldn't place had been coming off of him. His jet black fur smelled so good to me that it was making me dizzy and I worried I might pass out.

The wolf stared back at me with eyes that were too intelligent to just be a wolf. I knew this was no ordinary wolf. I also knew that I was about to discover something that was going to change my life forever.

I just wasn't sure if it would be for the better or for the worse.