Waking up beside Liza always made me smile, but my wolf was completely driving me crazy. He was begging me to mark her and she didn’t even know what a mate was yet.
I knew over time it was only going to get more difficult to resist but I was positive she wouldn’t let me just bite her neck. What human would?
I had to slowly reveal more about my world and ease her into everything so it didn't scare her away, and marking was something that had to come way later.
Liza rolled over and reached out for me, breaking me from my thoughts.
Even in her sleep she wanted to be near me, our bond was so strong even for her.
“Good morning.” She muttered shyly, her light grey eyes gazing into my own.
She looked away and blushed at the compliment.
“Why is our house so big if only your family lives here?” She asked randomly. My little mate was so full of questions.
“This is the pack house so most of the pack lives here, and my parents are the Alpha and Luna so they own it.” I answered, sitting up and leaning against the bed's headboard.
She mirrored my motion and sat up beside me, “What’s an Alpha and Luna?”
I smiled, happy that she was interested in all this wolf stuff.
“The Alpha is the pack leader, and the Luna is the Alpha’s mate.”
“What’s a mate?” She questioned without missing a beat.
“A mate is like a werewolf’s other half. Their soul mate. The bond is stronger than love because it goes soul deep, and they become a part of you that you can’t live without. Once you meet your mate nothing else matters, they come first and you'd do anything to make sure they were safe and happy.”
“Do you have a mate?” She said, her expression turning sad.
“I do.” I answered proudly, grinning like a fool.
“Who is she?” Liza asked, visibly becoming more upset, although she tried to hide it by turning her face away from me.
I gently turned moved her head back to face me and looked deeply into her eyes, “You. You’re my mate Liza.”
“Are you sure.” She asked skeptically, but her face lit up like the Fourth of July.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life.” I told her confidentially.
She grinned and flung herself into my arms.
My wolf was jumping with joy
I had a mate. A perfect, sexy, protective, smart, caring mate.
I was the luckiest girl in the world.
I was sitting on a couch beside Asher, watching t.v, when Becca walked into the room.
“So I heard Ash told you about us.” She said, rising one of her perfect brows.
“He did.” I confirmed.
“I also heard that you’re his mate!” She exclaimed, almost seeming happier with the news than I was.
“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 at us and slowly backed out of the room, which sent us into another fit of hysterics. 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 wanted, and that was something I wasn't 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 and they both looked ready to leave.
Asher took my hand in his and led me through the house.
Once we stepped 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.
“Go back inside.” He commanded in a voice that left no room for argument.
I was quick to comply and ran inside immediately, bumping into Jay when I stepped through the door.
“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 didn't know why I was freaking out so much. I just had a bad feeling something horrible was going to happen.
My heart was beating too fast and it felt like my throat was closing up. I couldn't breathe.
My last thought was of Asher before I passed out.
Rogue. A damn rogue was on my territory, at my pack house. What the hell did she want?
Once Liza was safely inside I walked up to the wolf.
“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've swore this rogue was her mother.
“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?”
“Liza Johnson.” She answered.
Was this some kind of joke?
I heard Jay laughing beside me.
This woman looked so serious and sincere, but Liza’s parents were dead. Weren't they?
“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 hurt. We did what we had to do to protect her from this world.” The woman explained, knowing we didn't believe her.
“Well I guess fate’s a bitch.” Jay said under his breath.
“Where's her father?” I questioned.
“He was killed when the rogues caught up to us.” She replied, looking down as grief darkened her eyes.
“Why have you come back now?” I pushed. I needed to know if her intentions were good.
“Liza deserves to know that I’m still alive. And she needs to know what she truly is.”
I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion, "What is she?"
I stood there frozen in shock. Liza was a werewolf? But she didn’t even know werewolves existed until I told her.
“Can I see her?” The woman asked and I realized I didn’t even know her name.
“What's your name?” I asked before I gave her the answer to her question.
“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 was taken aback by the tears in her eyes as she looked at me. Why was she crying?
“Liza?” She whispered, taking a step closer to me.
“Yeah?” I said cautiously.
Asher left the room and closed the door behind him, and then it was just me and the woman.
“You’re all grown up now.” She said, tears freely sliding down her cheeks.
“I’m sorry, do I know you?”
Her eyes were sad by my words but she tried to hide it by smiling warmly at me.
“I don't expect you to remember me.”
“So I've met you before?” I pushed for answers.
“Yes sweetie, I'm Mary Johnson.”
I stared at her shocked. I think my jaw hit the blanket that was resting on top of me.
My mother's name was Mary Johnson.
“My parents are dead.” I told her as confused and angry tears prickled my eyes.
“No honey. I’m still alive, but your father isn't.”
I looked at her, taking in every feature that was so similar to my own. Was that really her?