“Ohh ok. Where to begin. Well, do you know where your mother and I are actually from? No? Ok, well we are from a town about 10 hours from here. It’s called Haven Creek. It’s a beautiful place surrounded by the woods. It’s a small town with people always moving through there.Your mama’s pack was hidden in the thickest part of the woods, far away from everyone in the town, kind of out of site out of mind. Human’s don’t know it is there, I wasn’t supposed to know either. I came to Haven Creek when I was 18. Your grandparents and I were fighting all the time. It was my fault, I was hiding a secret from them and it was making everything tense. I chose to leave. But I found myself in Haven Creek and it didn’t take long for me to realize it was where I was supposed to be,” he looked out the window as he spoke, as if he was seeing the memory play out in front of him. I glanced at the clock. 1 minute.
“What was your secret?” I asked as he put his blinker on and started moving toward the next exit to get off the highway.
“Well. I’m getting to that in a minute. But as far as Haven Creek goes, your mama was born into that pack. The pack was called Haven Moon. This is where your grandparents still live.” He looked at me as he said this, knowing it would be news.
“So she lied,” I said, recalling my mother telling me her family, her parents, were dead and we were alone.
“Yes, she did. And again, she had her reasons.”
I shook my head in disbelief. “Keep going.”
He nodded and kept talking as we made our way turning onto a road, then another, then another until we reached a long straight one that he settled onto. The timer was now counting up instead of down and it read +2 minutes.
“Your mom and I met one night at the restaurant I was working at. I served her table, she was gorgeous, young and full of life. We talked all night and… into the morning. I woke up that morning next to her, just as beautiful sleeping soundly. I knew we couldn’t be anything more than that, but laying next to her I didn’t care. We spent sporatic nights together. She thought I didn’t know what she was, she still doesn’t know that I know. But the more days we spent together the more I was drawn to her. I loved her. Even though I knew she could never truly love me back. Until the day she came to me with a pregnancy test in hand. She was scared, but so excited. She wanted the baby, but she knew that she couldn’t stay where she was and have it. She couldn’t have my baby and live to face her pack.”
“Why not?”
“Because somewhere out there she had a mate. And she lived in fear that she would find him and he wouldn’t want her because she had a fling and a baby with a human bartender.”
“So mates are real?”
“Yes, they are. And I am not your mother’s. That is why we didn’t work out. We tried, especially for you once you were born, but when she looked at me, I wasn’t the love of her life. Wolves feel a pull to their mate, they need them. And I could never fill that void. So I left, but I stayed close because I couldn’t bear to be away from you.”
“Mates are destined? That’s what mom told me. I have a better half out there who would save my soul.”
“Yes, in some sense of those words. They were destined for you. I’ve seen people find their mates. Wolves can have humans for mates, and people I knew in town were mates of the pack. That is one of the reasons I knew about the werewolves and your mom’s pack.”
“What is the other reason?” I asked noticing his lip twitch slightly and his hand run through his hair. This is it, I thought. This is the biggest secret. He hasn’t hesitated until now.
“Your mom isn’t the only one who lied, honey… I’m not human.”
“But…. you’re not a wolf. I can smell you, you smell human.”
“I know that, I am physically human. But, I am also.. not. I’m what is called an elemental.”
“Which is…” I asked, prodding him on because I was still lost.
“I, um, well, I can control one of the four elements. Specifically, I can control Fire.”
I watched him carefully, I watched his ticks and watched for signs of lying. His heart rate was steady, he seemed stressed but not from telling a lie.
“I’m listening,” I said finally.
Instead of speaking, he raised his hand between us and a small smile formed. I watched as his eyes began to glow a soft orange. Then a soft blaze caught the corner of my eye. I looked down and saw a fireball forming in his palm. It was small, controlled and so beautiful. I felt a gasp leave my lips as I truly understood what was happening.
“Ok…” I studdered out. “So elemental huh?”
He retreated his fireball and his eyes returned to normal hazel and his smile grew as he looked at me.
“I’ve waited forever to be able to tell you. Truly, I’ve wanted to all your life. And I actually planned to wait a little longer until you turned 18. Because this is only half of my secret. The other half, will be harder to grasp. I have reason to believe that you, are also an elemental.”
“Um, wouldn’t I know? Wouldn’t I be able to… do that?”
“No, you wouldn’t. Because elementals cannot control the elements until you are 18. So, uh. That’s a good place to explain I guess. So there are only four elementals alive at once, one per element. When an elemental dies, then another takes their place. Each element searches for a soul that has the traits that embody what that element stands for. I’ve been an elemental since I was 18. It was the secret I was keeping from my parents that led me to leave. I couldn’t tell them and it broke me apart. See there are some out there who hunt the elementals, feel their power is too great and they shouldn’t live. We are always in hiding. The water elemental died, when you were just one. I was with you, at the park, when it happened. I felt a part of my heart break and I knew what it stood for. I fell to my knees and grabbed my heart. You walked over to me and grabbed my hand. You were so small, so tiny. I kept my eyes closed trying to get through the pain and then I felt it. Rain. All at once it was pouring on us, and as I looked around, I realized it was raining on only us. I looked to you and you were crying because I was, you were confused why I was sad, but your sadness came down from the clouds. And it was then that I realized your previously brown eyes were shining blue. I scooped you up and kissed you and as fast as it came, the rain left and your eyes changed back, except this time to a hazel blue where they settled to forever. Your elemental powers weren’t suppressed until you were 3, then they went into hiding. Your mother never knew, and I never told a soul. The other two elementals still search for the missing water elemental. But I am 100% sure it is you.”
Whoa. Ok, Elemental and werewolf. That was a lot to process.We continued on like that for hours. Asking questions, answering questions both spoken and unspoken. A Part of me felt betrayed, there was so much I didn’t know about my parents, so much they had kept from me. But there was another part of me that felt like everything finally made sense.I woke up to the sun streaming in and the my father humming along. I yawned and stretched before glancing at the clock. My dad had noticed I liked the timer going so he left it as it was. It now said +9hr45min so I knew we had to be close.“15 minutes out, Raine.” My dad said, answering my unspoken question.I nodded and scooted over so I could rest my head on his shoulder. I had always felt oddly connected to my dad. My mom used to wave it off and tell me everyone felt that way about their fathers when they were close to them. But n
Oh shit. My mate. My wolf was howling, this man was handsome as hell and his scent was doing things to me. My knees were weak just from looking into his eyes and it felt like time had stopped. I watched as his eyes changed back from their wolves to his and then he looked me up and down. Then suddenly his expression changed and his nose crinkled as if my scent repulsed him. “What is your name?” He asked me quietly. “Lorraine Molina,” the alpha said, answering for me. “A rogue? You’re a rogue?” he asked, disgust lacing his voice. “Matthew…”the alpha started presumably to explain who I was and everything but my supposed mate was too busy being a royal asshole to hear him. “A fucking rogue… of all the women I get paired with a filthy rogue,” he said as he took strides toward me until he was right in front of me. My heart was breaking with every word b
The anger rolled off my grandmother in waves and she stood up and began pacing. She was ranting in Spanish, clearly fuming and my grandfather’s eyes had narrowed into slits. I could feel the anger rolling off both of them in waves. “Please, you do not need to worry, I am alright. I accepted his rejection, and I just want to move on.” I pleaded. “You should have seen it,” my dad butts in, “That punk told her she was weak and unworthy, and then when she accepted his rejection he collapsed onto the floor and groaned uncontrollably at the pain while Raine stood strong never letting her emotions escape for his enjoyment. I was really proud. Clearly you both know and like this Matthew, but anyone who rejects someone based solely on rank does not deserve Raine.” He was basically bragging about me letting the gamma suffer while I held in my pain but I allowed it. It was technically the truth. My grandparents absorbed what
{ Unknown POV } His nightmares seem to be getting worse. I cannot find what the cause is and no matter what I do it seems I am not enough to cure them. I am not what he needs, or should I say who. There is no way that he remembers her, there is no possible way he misses her. Yet somehow I fear that it is her touch that he needs and not mine. I hold his tiny body in my arms as I rock him back to sleep in his chair. His head slumps against my shoulder and I hear his breathing even out. I release the sigh I was holding and stand, taking both of us back to my room. I had been trying, with no prevail, to move him into his room. But night after night, the bad dreams woke him if he slept anywhere else. At just 2.5 this sweet boy had been through more hurt than most do in a lifetime. I tried to make up for it, I spent all the time I could with him but I was not his mother. No, she doesn’t deserved to be called
{ Raine }My dad shook me awake a few seconds before I heard a smooth voice come over the intercom in the plane announcing that we were landing.I looked out the window and took in the sght that was Spain. I felt my smile grow as my excitement did too. I coudn’t believe I Was in Europe. I’d always wanted to come here, I had felt a pull to Western Europe since I Was a kid and now I felt like I finally knew why. All these questions from my life, these weird feelings were all making sense lately and despite how much pain I had experienced in the past two days I could not be more thankful for the answers that came with the pain.I watched the runway come into view and the numbly walked with my dad through the airport and to our rental car. The pack was a long way away and we had a few hours to kill in the car to get there. We settled in, grabbed some pastries at the shop next to the rental location and then went
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{ Raine } The moment I turned around and opened my eyes I knew I was in trouble. I had tried to fight it but my wolf was too strong, too excited by our new mate. She forced my eyes open and when mine met his I was a goner. She howled and howled, yelling MATE over and over with so much joy I was honestly confused. How was she so excited when our last mate broke us to pieces. I was in an internal debate when I saw him take a step forward. I instinctively took a step back. A low, warning growl came from his chest and I froze in place. My wolf was reassuring me he wasn’t angry but I couldn’t help the overwhelming hesistation. He apologized and tried to explain. I could tell he was holding himself back and that worried me. Did he also not want me? He extended his hand and introduced himself. I hesitated but eventually gave him my hand and I drew in a breath when my hand met his and I felt the butterflies. Th
When I felt the tears stop I opened my eyes and looked at the three men surrounding me. They all showed concern and love. I squeezed my mate’s hand but before I could say anything the small weight on my shoulder began to move and make the cutest little noises. His head came up and he looked at me and then at his father. A small smile formed when he saw Alexander that melted me heart. My mate was his whole world and I could see the love in his eyes for his dad. But despite his dad being close by on the couch he stayed in my arms. He looked back to me and his small voice asked me as his head tilted to one side, “What’s your name?” He spoke with a bit of a slur and I wasn’t surprised because of his age. It just made him more adorable. “My name is Lorraine, but you can call me Raine if you want,” I told him. “Rainey,” he said in the cutest toddler voice that I had ever heard. No one had ever said