Waking up beside Liza always makes me smile. But my wolf was starting to drive me crazy!
He wanted me to mark her and she didn’t even know what a mate was yet.
And it was getting more and more difficult to hold back. But I was positive she wouldn’t let me just bite her neck. What human would?
Liza rolled over and reached out for me. Even in her sleep she wanted to be near me. That’s a good sign.
I was so lost in thought I didn’t notice my little mate’s eyes flutter open.
“Good morning.” She said, pulling me back to reality.
She looked down and blushed.
“Why is our house so big if only your family lives here?”
My little mate is so full of questions.
“We’ll you see, It’s kinda the pack house so the entire pack lives here, but my parents are the Alpha and Luna so they own it.”
“What’s an Alpha and Luna?”
I smiled. I’m glad she’s interested in all this wolf stuff.
“The Alpha is the pack leader, and the Luna is the Alpha’s mate.”
“What’s a mate?”
“A mate is like a werewolf’s other half. Their soul mate. Their bond is stronger than love because it goes soul deep. They become a part of you that you can’t live without. And once you meet your mate nothing else matters. Your mate comes first. You would do anything for them.”
“It sounds like you know this from experience. Do you have a mate?” She said with a sad expression.
“Yup.” I answered proudly, grinning like a fool.
“Who is she?” Liza asked, getting more upset.
“You. You’re my mate Liza.” I told her.
“Are you sure.” My little mate asked and her face lit up like the Fourth of July.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life.” I told her firmly.
She smiled and flung herself into my arms.
My wolf was jumping with joy
“Is that why you’re so protective?”
I have a mate. A perfect, sexy, protective, smart, caring mate.
I’m the luckiest girl in the world. What did I do to deserve this?
And would my happiness last?
I hope so.
I was sitting on a couch beside Asher, watching t.v, when Becca walked into the room.
“So I herd Ash told you about us.” She said, rising one of her perfect brows.
“I also herd that you’re his mate!” She exclaimed.
“Word travels fast around here.” Asher chimed in, shaking his head disapprovingly.
For some reason Becca and I found that funny and we burst out laughing.
Soon all three of us were laughing until our stomachs hurt.
We were just settling down when Jay entered the room. He took one look and slowly backed out of the room.
This just made us laugh again. My sides were aching by the time we calmed down.
I loved that I could laugh, have fun, and be myself around Ash and Becca.
They make me feel excepted, and that’s something I’m not used to.
I didn’t notice I was smiling like a fool until Ash waved a hand in front of my face and said “Earth to Liza.”
I chuckled and stood up. We had 20 minutes until school started.
“We should leave for school.” I suggested.
They both nodded in agreement and got up.
Asher grabbed my hand and led me outside.
I had the feeling someone was watching me again so I looked over my shoulder and saw the same wolf I saw the other day.
“Who’s that?” I whispered to Asher.
He followed my gaze and when his eyes found the wolf he tensed up and growled. What the hell?
“Go back inside.” He commanded.
I was quick to comply.
I ran inside and bumped into Jay.
“What’s wrong?” He asked when he saw my scared expression.
“T-the wolf. A-Asher. Outside!” I couldn’t string together a sentence. But Jay got the message and bolted outside.
I don’t know why I was freaking out so much. I just had a bad feeling something horrible was going to happen.
My last thought was of Asher before I passed out.
Rogue. A damn rogue was in my territory, at my pack house. What the hell did she want?
Once Liza was safely inside I walked up to the rogue.
“Shift.” I commanded.
She shifted and went behind a tree as Jay ran outside to my side.
“Behind that tree.”
She walked out from behind the tree and I was startled to see grey eyes and blonde hair like Liza.
If I didn’t know Liza’s parents were dead I would have swore this rogue was her mom.
“Why are you on my territory without permission?” I asked in my Alpha voice.
“I have come to see my daughter.” She said in an even tone.
“Who is your daughter?”
Was this some kind of joke?
I herd Jay laughing beside me.
This woman looked so serious and sincere.
But Liza’s parents are dead. Aren’t they?
“I know what your thinking ‘Liza’s parents are dead, this woman isn’t her mother.’ But believe me when I say I am.
“Liza’s father and I had to flee the country before we were attacked by a group of vicious rogues, and we decided to leave Liza so she didn’t get caught up in the werewolf world.”
“Well I guess fate’s a bitch.” Jay said under his breath.
“Where is her father” I questioned.
“He was killed when the rogues caught up to us.” She said sadly.
“Why have you come back now?”
“Liza deserves to know that I’m still alive. And she needs to know what she truly is.”
“What is she?”
I stood there frozen in shock. Liza is a werewolf? But she’s never shifted, and she didn’t even know werewolfs existed until I told her.
“Can I see her?” Liza’s mother asked. I realized I didn’t even know her name.
“What is your name?”
“Okay Mary, you can see Liza.”
When I opened my eyes I was surprised to find myself in bed and not by the front door where I passed out.
I sat up when I heard hushed whispers from behind the door.
“Can’t you wake her up?” A woman asked.
“She needs rest.” Said a male that I recognized as Asher.
“Bu-” the woman started to say but Ash cut her off. “She’s awake.” He told her and a moment later the door opened.
He stepped towards me and a middle aged woman with shoulder length blonde hair and grey eyes stepped out from behind him. She looked oddly familiar but I couldn’t put my finger on how I knew her.
I saw tears in her eyes when she looked at me. Why was she crying?
“Liza.” She whispered.
“Yeah?” I said cautiously.
Asher left the room and closed the door behind him.
“You’re all grown up now.” She said, tears freely sliding down her cheeks.
“I’m sorry, do I know you?”
“I’m sure you wouldn’t remember me.” She stated sadly.
“Am I suppose to?”
“No, no dear.”
“Well, um who are you?” I didn’t want to sound rude but I really didn’t know who she was.
“I’m your mother.” She told me.
I stared at her shocked. I think my jaw hit the blanket that was resting on top of me.
“My parents are dead.” I told her.
“No honey. I’m still alive, but your father is dead.”
I looked at her, taking in every feature. It it really her?