Hybrid Carlisle 's Alpha Mate

　DamonI had become the Alpha of my pack, the blue moon pack, the strongest Wolf pack in the Kingdom of the Angels and in the coming days, it would be a countdown to my 103 years of life, making it 85 years since I had been leading the pack, after the tragic death of my father during the last pack wars. The angst I felt for aging was being felt by not just me but everyone around me, especially my mother, the Queen mother who spent far too much of her time praying to the goddesses Cersi and Luna to bless me with my own mate, as time was running out before I would be forced by nature to become a rogue if I did not find my mate soon. The moon goddesses had decided to place a time clock on wolves, a thousand years ago when the barriers and rules had been put in place for all supernaturals. Now, if we passed the age of a hundred and a few years to it without a mate, we would lose our powers and for a wolf, to not be able to transition. It was a worse fate than a death sentence, it wou

(Carlisle) I wake up with the worst migraine, my head feels like it has been stepped upon a thousand times, struggling to open my eyes. Raising my hands, I try to get a feel of my surroundings. Lastly, I remembered I was in the forest being grabbed by trees, letting out a scream, my eyes flying open.I’m in a room of some sort with decor that seems expensive but dark and there’s a girl not much younger than me staring at me with wide eyes, the bowl of soup she’s holding clutters noisily to the ground as she stares at me. “Uhm hi? Where am I?” Instead of granting me a reply, she takes steps backwards and races out of the room, shaking my head at that awkward encounter, I continue to survey my surroundings. The room is painted brown with small splatters of white as if to give it life. The draping looked like they had the same material as that of the one in the throne room back at my father’s palace... “the palace, father” I murmured to myself. I need to get out of here and find a

　(Carlisle) I’d just finally left my hiding place in the bathroom when I heard footsteps in front of the door, my heart skipped a beat before I pushed myself out of my fear and stared at the door. It was Damon and a woman who looked so much like Arabella, she had to be his mother, she had the same color of hair as his, a beautiful golden brown, she had green eyes just like her daughter and she looked regal, my heart ached as it did everytime I saw a mother around her child, what would my other look like? Did I truly take the color of her hair? Did she have the love for me I see other mothers have for their children? Snapping out of my reverie, I find Damon and his mother right in front of me, “Carlisle, meet my mother, Emerald, mum, my mate”I stretch my hands towards hers in the gesture of an hand shake and shaking her head, she pulls me into a hug, immediately I’m wrapped by her scent, which inadvertently reminds me of the scent I’d remembered from the years of hugging my aunt

(Damon) By the time Kieran and I make our way to my home, it is already too late, my mother is seated at the edge of my bed sobbing with Arabella consoling her, before it is even said, I know she’s gone. Rushing towards my mum, I pull her into my arms, “we’ll find her mum, I promise, that’s my mate and I won’t let her go that easily.”Letting my wolf have free reign, I sniff through the room for her scent, my wolf growling at me as if telling me there’s something I’m missing, I’m half way out of the room when I see it, there’s a red line on the ground, it’s glowing slightly, like its purpose is to direct me somewhere, could this be leading to Carlisle? Had she made this as a way to track her? My wolf growled in agreement.Breathing a sigh of relief, she’d left a way for me to find her and I would not disappoint her, “I’ll be back mum, I know a way to find her, don’t leave the house, it’s still not safe out, I’ll leave a few of my men behind.”“Okay son. Bring her back home safel

　　After my mother had dropped the shocking statement of guardians being able to teleport, she’d ended the conversation and told me I had to rest up as I’d have to meet my people at night. I’d left my father’s land as a princess and I’d come here to be a princess too.　　Women dressed in colorful gowns had come in to fill up the tub with water, with my mum pushing me to go have my bath so I could get dressed and have the meal that had been placed on the bed next to my dress.　　After I had soaked in the tub for almost an hour, relieving my body of the tension that it had gathered from the fear of being kidnapped by the trolls and the adrenaline from leaving the trail for Damon and the joy of finally finding my mother who I still did not know much about. She seemed so well put together and so confident of herself, a trait I did not seem to have. My mind had been filled with thoughts of how her life now must be. Was she married? Did she have other children? Did guardians get to have mates l