The Alpha Can’t Sense His Mate

ZADOK

A loud howl woke me up from my sleep, and I felt Kir pacing in my head, fighting to be let out. I put up a mental wall between us, not interested in any of his rants.

I looked around and realised I was alone. My heartbeat accelerated, and I jumped to my feet. Where is Ithra?

For the first time, Kir bulldozed through my mental wall, and his frantic chants made me stand in attention.

Mate! Mate! Mate!

He chanted without stopping. Confusion clouded my face. What was he talking about?

Mate! He growled. Go to mate, Now!

Just when I wanted to inform him how ridiculous he sounded, an intoxicating scent wafted through my nose, driving me to the brink of sanity. Pineberry and rose. I’d never smelt anything like it before.

A loud howl entered my ears and my heartbeat increased. The pull from the howl was irresistible, and every part of my being pulled me towards that direction.

Mate! Go to mate! Mate!

Kir ordered in my head. His voice was clear and commanding. He was just at the brink of my skin, any minute now, I knew I would be transforming into my wolf.

I breathed a scent in the air and it made my wolf madder. Before I could take a step forward, Kir burst out of me, forcing me to the background. I watched him immediately take off in the right direction.

He didn’t even smell the area. He moved with the agility of the Alpha wolf he was, the descent of his paws shook the ground as he raced towards who he believed to be his mate.

My heart felt fragile. I felt a sense of foreboding as we approached the forest’s heart, very far away from where we camped. I remembered Ithra and for some reason, I felt I was headed towards her.

Suddenly, Kir stopped in his tracks, and when I looked through the window of his eyes, I saw a white wolf, standing on a rock and howling to the moon. My heart nearly burst out of my chest as I felt a piece of me come together.

Mate! Kir growled and as though she heard his possessive chants, she turned around and our eyes met. The moment her eyes touched us, a tingling sensation erupted within me, adding pressure to the beating of my heart.

Red. Her eyes were red. It reminded me of someone. Ithra.

With a powerful run, Kir pushed forward and within a twinkle of an eye, we were stood in front of our mate. And she was everything I wanted and more.

Kir didn’t waste time. He rushed towards her, pushing her to the floor and attacking her with aggressive licks. At some point, I felt disturbed on behalf of our mate.

Kir licked her entire body, chanting the word mate to our hearing at the end of every lick. It was a sight to behold. As much as I love to see our mate in her primal form. I ached to see her in person.

A lot of thoughts filled my head and I felt a gnawing feeling in me. I couldn’t pinpoint what it was, but there was something. Like a sense of foreboding and danger.

Suddenly, a thought struck me and I felt disoriented. I looked at my mate, wondering if this was a dream. How on earth was this possible?

I was under a curse. One that I was in the process of breaking. How exactly am I able to sense my mate? And most importantly, how did she get into the dark forest?

It’s not real. I concluded, and Kir growled at me.

“How dare you say our mate is not real?”

I didn’t bother reasoning with him. If this was indeed another test from the dark forest, then we were treading on dangerous grounds. I forced my way to the front, trying to return to my human state but Kir was not letting up.

For the first time, we battled for power and ended up half-transformed. Our mate got on her paws, finally able to breathe without Kir hovering over her.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

The battle ended with me lying on the floor, breathless. I felt the sweet sensation of the presence of our mate and her scent made me want to bury my canines between her neck.

I fought my primal urges, and with the hardest voice I could muster, I ordered. “Transform. Now.”

I could feel the hurt that passed through my mate’s eyes at the thickness of my voice, but I couldn’t let myself be soft.

“If our mate decides to reject us because of you, be ready to live your life without a wolf!” I heard the angry threats of my wolf before he shut me off completely.

However, I could feel him trying to comfort our mate through the bond. Traitor!

Our mate remained in her wolf form. So much so that I started suspecting her motives. “I said transform. I want to speak to you.” I said with gritted teeth.

It physically hurt to speak to her like this. But it had to be done. I needed to see her true form and have her give me answers, or confirm my doubts.

While I thought about my next course of action, Adira fell on the floor whimpering in pain. She folded into herself, and I felt my heart waver. What is going on?

“What did you do to her!” Kir returned, his fury blazing down the walls between us.

I rushed towards her, bending to my knees. Before I could ascertain what went wrong, a mop of red hair greeted me. My mate returned to her human form. With how much pain she seemed to be in when transforming, it pointed to one reason.

It was her first time transforming.

My heart shook as I took in the familiar clothes that were now a shadow of itself. “Ithra?” I asked, hoping that I was wrong.

It wasn’t even possible. It can’t be her.

The few seconds she hid her face from me felt like a thousand years. “Look at me,” I called softly, withholding myself from touching her.

My mate turned around, and to my greatest shock, it was Ithra.

I drifted back, shocked to the core. “It isn’t possible. You are a witch, how did you-” I didn’t finish my statement before a familiar voice spoke into the air, drawing our attention.

“Sorry to interrupt your reunion, loves. I guess I’m right on time.” She smiled, and I felt the stink of dead meat-heavy in the air. “And I brought company too.”

I watched with shock as rogues in their multitude surrounded us, with their fangs bared and ready to attack.