MasukYes. My mate was my Alpha, Alpha Knox White but then he chose her over me.
The day I returned from four years of training, I witnessed Knox getting all gaga to a she-wolf I never met.
My brother, June, told me her family had recently joined our pack the day I left. Their pack had been devastated by a rogue attack. Only leaving a few members alive, that had now joined our pack. I thought she must be her mate since Alpha Knox was already twenty-six. But that changed when I accidentally brushed his arms when I tried to get myself a beer inside the fridge. It was twelve midnight and I decided to celebrate my birthday alone. I wasn't a fan of huge birthday parties anyway.
Our arms brushed each other and made a spark. It was not an ordinary spark but the familiar spark when you found your mate. I had looked up into his forest green eyes, and he was looking down into my amber ones. We stood there like the world stopped, looking at each other like nothing interested us. It’s just me and him. And then our breathing hitched. Everything went silent. As if the clocks stopped ticking. My wolf perked up and excitedly wagged her tail.
"Mate,” she said.
At that moment, my heart swelled with pride, happiness, and excitement. I had waited all my life for this moment, for my own fairy tale to be written with him. My mate had finally arrived. I had found my prince charming. I had found my future. And it was Knox. He was perfect. My best friend from childhood and I were destined to be one. My wolf howled in joy! My wolf expected no less from him.
Just for a second, I saw the same feeling reflected in his eyes. But it was just for a brief second before it quickly vanished.
"Knox, you are my mate," I stated with excitement in my voice.
“Uhh, there's something wrong here,” he said. His baritone voice echoed in the kitchen.
“Wrong? Knox, you’re my mate. Can’t you feel it?” I asked, frowning. Hopping Knox was confused. It's okay, most of the first time wolves meet a mate they will still feel confused.
"That's impossible, November. You know my mate is Emerald. She is your future Luna."
"No, you're my mate, Knox. Didn't you feel it?" My wolf refused to be denied. We both don’t want to be rejected.
"I’m sorry you know I love Emerald more than anyone and I have chosen her as my mate. I have made my choice. You will find another mate because I can’t be with you."
"But, I am your destined mate," I whispered, begging to be accepted as my heart started to break.
"I don’t believe in fate or destiny, November."
And with that, Know left me leaving me drained, hurt, and trembling. I stood there rooted, not able to move or breathe for what felt like hours but had probably been only seconds. I heard him slamming the door of his office. With that shutting of the door, Knox took and killed the dreams of a fairy tale I slowly crafted from cthe hildhood of what it felt like to have a mate and everything that I had ever wanted for my life. He took it all, destroying everything and I was defenseless. How could I start when I'm already at the end? My begging has ended.
“What about it? Do you want to rub a lemon in my wounds? Go ahead,” I replied to Zeus, I told him and slapped his hand off my chin. “Go ahead, mock me. Insult me. It’s okay. I’ll die anyway,” I added as tears warning me to drop.
Zeus took his face mask off revealing a face that would have rival Knox’s face. He was handsome or beyond that. But my wolf refused to acknowledge another male wolf other than our mate.
“So you’re really a rejected she-wolf,” Zeus said, not minding what I just said. “You're rare. Rejected females, especially a highly skilled warrior are very rare,” he added, smiling, showing me a set of pearly white teeth and a dimple on his right cheek. “How about if I’ll help you?”
“Help? Are you nuts? You can’t help to restore a severe bond so leave me alone!” I yelled and pushed him away from me. I know he saw my wretched face. Dark eyes bags due to sleepness night, chapped lips, and probably pale face.
I don’t care if I look dead. I just want to numb the pain even if its temporary.
“Well, we can establish a new bond. You and I,” he replied making me stop from my track.
“Stop playing with me,” I said and pointed my finger at him. “And don’t ever say a word about bond or anything. I do not need your pity!”
I never wished to be saved. I know how it felt like to find your mate and only to be left and rejected. It hurts the hell so much! I don’t want any other she-wolf to suffer as well.
“I’m serious.”
I looked at his stunning cyan eyes.
“Don’t mess with me. You have a mate out there. Wait for her.” I replied and turned around to continue walking away.
“She’s dead.”
I slowly turned my head back at him. And saw honestly in those beautiful cyan eyes…
November’s Point of View“Knock, knock,” both of us turned our heads to the door. It was Jared, Zeus’ cousin. When I first saw his face, Iris decided to hate this guy. Like literally hate him on the spot. “Zeus bro, the old man summoned you,” he said but his eyes immediately roamed my body. “Like right now.”Zeus groaned. “Alright. Can you please take November to the camp with you? I want to let her see the training grounds,” he said.“Sure thing,” he replied. Zeus thanked him and left.“So uhhh, about my clothes?” I said. Jared looked at me huffed. "Zeus will get you some new clothes later, now let's go, you've already made me late," he growled, changing his attitude towards me and I followed him out with a frown.He is an asshole, both my wolf growled and I muttered an agreement.I ignore the stares I get from all of the dragons we pass and follow Jared out into the forest. This place is unnerving, the trees creak and I swear I can hear voices in the wind.I sigh in relief when
November’s Point of viewAfter the old dragon king kicked us both, Zeus and I decided to walk. “I didn’t decide anything,” I say, softer. “She did.” I tap my chest. “She probably came when I was… not okay.” Understatement of the millennium. “She dragged me off wolfnip and let me shake it out while she burned the bad nights to cinders. She told my other wolf to sleep while she looked for somewhere safe which was a lie of course.”Zeus chuckled.“And she brought you to my grandfather,” Zeus says, the smallest of smiles, proud and sad all at once. “To me for us to discover as mates.”I look at him for too long and then break eye contact because I can feel my face going pink again. Teenage me would be so shy. “Am I safe? You will never reject me, right?”He looked at me seriously.“I don’t think I will ever do that. You will be mine and I’m yours, November.”“You promise?”“Yes. Just let me fix you, my broken mate.”I stared at Zeus, my heart burst in joy. He was a tall man and he was
November's Point of View“So care to tell what are you doing here, Novy?” Zeus asked. Novy? Why did it sound so amazing? “I…I don’t really. It was my other wolf.”“Hmm… at least she made sure you were safe,” he says, as if he can read exactly where my mind is. “She brought you to the only place where dragons won’t hunt: a dragon’s nest.”I rolled my eyes. Safe? For real? How many times have I gotten knocked out?“You mean a dragon’s living room,” I mutter, glancing at the throne. Zeus’s mouth tips, almost a smile, like he wants to laugh but is saving it for when I’m not shaking. “Living room, then.”The old King looked at me. “You were carrying two wolves. That’s odd.”“I… yeah.” My throat thins. “And both of them are at rest.”“And you, Zeus, you claim her as a mate? You said you rescued her after the rejection and addiction of Wolfnip, right?”“Yes Grandpa,” Zeus replied, scratching his head. Big old Grandpa stood up and took his crane beside his throne and before Zeus could e
November's Point of ViewI woke up inside an entirely new room. It was one hell of a room, and I thought it belonged to royalty. I think I never belong to it, as if my existence was stained in this pristine luxury room. Okay, I might be exaggerated but honestly, this room was kind of you see in a magazine, Forbes maybe? Ugh I don’t knowNo, seriously. The whole room screamed like I had never belonged in, the stone floor vibrating in slow, patient booms that settled behind my ribs. Heat rolls across my cheeks, dry and clean, like someone ironed the air. For one unglamorous second I think: I thought I was a trespasser, alright. Then the second second arrives, and then I look up at the ceiling and see a red dragon painting the size of a cathedral perched like a suspicious housecat on a throne of crystal. Who the hell painted such enormous paint?Right. The King’s lair. Which is also, apparently, Zeus’s grandpa’s main hall. Wait! I remember Zeus taking me to a room.Don’t ask me how I got
Zeus’s Point of ViewShe was confused. I know, okay? She thought I was at the heard but I was now standing with grandpa who called me last night for an urgent meeting.I had to fight hard for November not for her to die. Having a two wolf in one body was new for me, especially the other one was a moon wolf, the species whom my grandfather’s ancestors hated the mostHe was so annoying, I was trying to explain but he wouldn't shut up. “Granpa, November made a good point, if she stays here then I can teach her how to get along with dragons, with us.” I explained. “And can you make sure she doesn't turn into the monster that killed our ancestors?” Jared pipes in, my other half brother.I run my hand through my hair in frustration. “Yes,” I replied and looked at November who seemed like wanting to cry."Very well," Grandpa said and looked at me."What?""She may stay in the herd," he muttered quickly before he could change his mind. Her eyes widen and her mouth opens and closes several
November's Point of ViewWhen my Iris woke up, she tried hard to stand up despite failing.She growls furiously in my mind and sends blue fire running through my skin where it touches the chains. I feel it warm the metal momentarily before it becomes cold again. Cold Iron was also created to stay a cold temperature, it is nearly impossible to heat past -15 degrees C.I have no idea how it was ever created to be that way, but I do know that this entire room is made of it.This confinement and lack of energy is making her angry, and that is never a good thing. Although my wolf just lay there unbothered and watched Iris like she’s insane. There are three kinds of werewolf, the rabid evolved one, called Lycans which has a thick fur and almost unpenetrable, coward and good rival a dragon was now living with humans. And then the ordinary wolves, those who retain animal form but bigger and stronger but silver is their nemisis. And there’s ancient and magical that already extinct when magic







