I had had dreams about my first encounter with my mate, but this certainly wasn’t one of them.
Finding out that your mate was the killer of all twenty eight of your friends and family; obviously didn’t sit well with me.
A mate was someone who would always be there for you, no matter your flaws. I came out as lesbian one year ago, my dad wasn’t too happy to say the least but my mum, well she was way past angry.
They entered through windows, and pulled out weapons of all kind, guns, knifes, crossbows etc and started to attack my friends and family. I killed and defended with no hesitation but it was no use, because in a matter of minutes it was all over, out of my friends and family I was the only one standing.
The only question running through my head was “why, why would someone want to kill others?” I was utterly outraged but also impeccably sad.
As I looked up at my mate, I saw more of her men pouring through the windows; two standing at her side while the others guarding her back.
She signalled towards me with her hand, the men standing at her side started to advance towards me with unnerving grace. Panic started to rise with in me, I needed to get out of here now.
“Calm down, if we want to get out of here then we need a clear head.” My wolf belle said, you see every werewolf has an inner wolf; it’s basically two souls in one body if you will.
“Smarty pants” I replied, she’s always been the brains out of the two of us. While I was unpredictable with my emotions, she’s was the only one who could calm me down.
I was past the point of angry, my blood was boiling in my veins. Her men were now in touching distance, they both lunged at the same time towards me. I jumped and grabbed the chandelier above me.
“You didn’t think I would let you take me so easily, now did you?” I said teasingly, I made a promise to myself a long time ago to always go down swinging even if it was the last thing I did, so that was what I was going to do.
The pack house is like a big cabin, the whole package, wood and all. Climbing onto the bits of wood bellow the roof, jumping from plank to plank, I started to make my way towards the exit.
“Oh little mate what are you doing up there? I though we were having a great time down here.” That voice sent shivers down my spine but it didn’t stop me from getting to the exit, until I had ran out of wood.
“Shit” Belle said with annoyance. Shit indeed. There was two options, fight or flight, I needed to pick quickly for her men were closing in on me.
“What are we going to do with you, little one? It’s seems you’re cornered.
“I Would raver die than go anywhere with you, but let me ask you one thing, why?
I let belle do the talking, we were both devastated but she was angrier, yes she may be calm on the outside but that doesn’t count for what goes on in the inside.
“I have my reasons, they may not be pleasant but they are what they are.” Her men were continuing to close in on me while she talked. One of them pulled out a needle with some sort of sedative, and grabbed me from behind.
“Well isn’t this fun, I never though meeting my mate would be so, adventurous”
The man went to plunge the sedative in my neck, but I was quicker, I elbowed him in the balls and broke his nose. I grabbed the sedative and chucked it into the air. while they were distracted with catching the needle, I shifted and ran like my life depended on it, into the woods