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Chapter 6

“Uh, is Luca in here? I need to ask him a……” Adam walks in and I feel like the earth has stopped spinning, and nothing else exists on this planet, only me and him. Adams' green eyes lock with mine and the scent of campfire and cinnamon floods my senses and I feel my heart beat increase and a comforting warmth overwhelms me. Mate.

My wolf stirs inside me and I feel our fates intertwining irrevocably. I want to run to him, to hold him, envelop myself in his scent and lose myself in his warmth while he kisses me till I can no longer remember my own name.

Adam is my Mate. Suddenly he breaks eye contacts and reality comes crashing down around me, he looks me up and down and his face twists in confusion before he runs out. A part of me wants to run after him but I keep my feet planted to the ground, running after him won't help at all. Adam doesn’t want me and it would do no good to prance around the pack dressed like this.

“Huh that was weird, let me go check on my brother, think you can finish getting ready by yourself Roman?” Luca queries and I still have no idea what really just happened so I simply nod and Luca gives me a hug saying he will see me down at the party.

I spent a few minutes just standing in place trying to work through everything that just happened. I came out of the closet to my closest friend, I found my mate, my closest friend's brother is my mate, my mate saw me, saw Roman, my mate left me. This is what happens when I try to be me, this is why I can't be me.

In a panic I strip the tuxedo off my and try to place it back in the garment bag exactly how I found it. The dream was nice while it lasted, but now it's gone. It was brief but hopefully it was enough. For at least a minute WIlla was gone, I had an accepting best friend and a gorgeous mate.

Slipping into the black dress, Luca was right. It sits flat on my chest with a square neckline, then below my ribs it falls in a soft a-line style till just below my knees. The fabric feels like thick satin, and there's a subtle slit in the skirt on the left side that stops mid thigh. I know my Mother is expecting heels but I instead opt for my trusted Doc Martens boots and simple gold jewellery, including a golden chain belt with stars and moons to match my nails.

I call for my mother to come in and do my make-up and hair knowing it will mean more to her than it will to me. Overjoyed with excitement she pulls some of my hair from around my face and pins it back “so the world can see my beautiful face” as she says then she defines the rest of my curls to sit in a waterfall over my back and shoulders.

Then she gets started on my make-up where My mother keeps scolding me for blinking every time she comes near my eyes with eyeliner, mascara or the dreaded eyelash curler. I can’t help it though, my eyes are sensitive and I am not used to it, she perseveres through and with some subtle gold eyeshadow and blush I look kinda pretty.

Once my make-up is complete her ocean eyes get glassy and she excuses herself before she cries in front of me on my big day. I stand and look in the mirror and the girl looks pretty, maybe this is the girl Adam will love. I can try to be her, at least for tonight, for my parents, for my pack and for my mate.

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“Thank you all for coming today, as you all know today is the 18th birthday of my pride and joy, my beautiful daughter. Everyone, let's cheer for Willa!” my father announces to the pack as I descend the stairs into the grand hall of the pack house.

I see my parents holding up a glass of champagne in a toast to me and my mother is once again tearing up, I also see my friends, Greta is standing at the bottom of the stairs in a beautiful white dress, and next to her is her mate James who is tucking her into his side with an arm around her shoulder.

Luca stands not far from them with his raven haired little sister Althea, and I can see the disappointment and understanding in his expression at what I'm wearing. I think he expected me to come out in the dress but was still holding out hope that I would wear the suit.

My eyes continue to scan the crowd and while I can see almost every pack member here but I can't find my honey blonde mate, He really did leave after seeing me. I give up searching and decide to simply enjoy my party.

I spent well over an hour mingling with pack members and accepting their birthday wishes for me. As expected most of the questions I get today are centred around if I have found my mate yet. Many wolves discover their mates on their eighteenth birthday and it's a very exciting prospect especially when my mate will be their next Alpha.

I try to be subtle and evasive when shrugging off their questions, it's already bad enough that Adam was fated to me, he doesn't need me telling the whole pack about it before he rejects me. Rejecting one's fated mate is a taboo that is looked down upon by most wolves as a mate is a blessing gifted to us by the Moon Goddess herself.

Adam doesn’t deserve to also be shunned by the pack for this mistake so I will stay quiet.

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