Noah Kingston    Mom and I stayed up for hours to talk after they left. Never in a million years did I think that this would be the explanation for our connection. I was planning on meeting her dad, figuring out who he was, and then going from there. Her Dad was going to be the key to the puzzle of Hope. But no, it was her mom. Auntie Tempie, as I used to call her. I missed her for a long time. So did Mom. We never really found out what happened to her. She obviously had a baby, got married and changed her name. That sure does explain a lot. And Hope had no idea about any of it. How could Tempie keep such a pivotal part of her life hidden for so long? It must have been killing her. We actually considered that as a possibility.Now that I know who Hope is, I am even more drawn to her. She is something special, down to her DNA. It makes total sense that I can’t stop our connection from growing so strong, so fast. The connection started befor

Hope    Okay, I believe in true love and all that. But a Soul Mate? One person who was made, just for you.  That is a little farfetched for me. Is Mom going to go along with this? She doesn’t speak. She just looks intently at Delilah. “Think about it Tempest. How many times did he call you that? I know he told you just how important you were to him. He was adamant about it. He made it clear that you were the only one for him.” Mom nods her head. Still thinking about what she is hearing. Deciding if it was true.   “My husband was my Soul Mate. It’s a very special bond. Stronger than any other. When you find your Mate, you are drawn to them immediately. You can’t avoid it. You need to be near that person. The more time you spend with them, the closer you get. The more powerful the bond will be.” Delilah goes on to explain. We are both listening intently.   “Do you re

Hope    Did I hear that right? My Father was her teacher? Okay, I need to process this. Her teacher was her Soul Mate. They dated. They marked each other as theirs. And they got pregnant with me. How did they manage that, without anyone finding out? That must have been crazy. I need to take some pointers from Mom. Lol.    “What?” I asked. “We can talk about that later sweetie. I will tell you everything. I promise. You need to know what you are up against.” She assured me. Alright. This is very strange. I don’t think Dad is going to be as accepting as Mom. And I’m also younger than she was. Not by much though.   “Hope, Soul Mates are bound to each other, no matter the obstacles. Our people don’t let things like that stand in our way. We are on your side one hundred percent. Don’t worry. We will help you with all the logistics. You need to spend time together

Hope   Alpha. He’s the Alpha. I understand the concept. He’s the leader. The man in charge. But what does it entail? I have a million more questions. I stopped walking as soon as he said that. I assume he realizes I want an explanation. “Okay, so I will just briefly explain.” He says. “My Dad was the previous Alpha. My Mom is the Luna. When Dad was killed, his first in charge took over the position until I could. He taught me everything I needed to know. His name is Knox. He was little older than Dad. He’s very trustworthy and he would risk his life for anyone in our pack.”    So, when did you take over?” “Five years ago, when I turned 18. Normally, I would have been older, but under the circumstances, I did it after I changed into my wolf. He still helps me with things since I work outside of the community. And our pack is so small that I don’t need to do as much as some other Alpha

Noah   I think Hopes introduction to my wolf went really well last night. He wanted to run and play with her and smell and lick her. But I made him understand that she would be in more pain if we did that. So, he kept his distance. But he was definitely drawn to her. He seemed as protective as me. That’s good. You want your wolf to be on the same page as you. I had no doubt he would be. He has been wanting me to take wolf form in front of her for the past week, so he could meet her properly.   I was so glad that I could pick her up and spend a little time with her before class. This separation is no joke. I felt like crap until I pulled up in front of her house. I wish I could take that pain away from her. But we have to wait until she’s 18. She walks outside and I can already smell her. My reaction to her is so powerful now. It grows every day. I have to keep my wolf from coming out. He’s as excited to see her as I am.&n