Chosen Warrior 2

Blake

Ever since I was thirteen, I have wondered how my mate would be. Would she be a good Luna? Will she be as beautiful as I'd hope she'd be? Will she love me the way I already love her? My father has always trained me harder than any other member of our pack. Any free time I have I must practice, I train, I work out, not because I want to look buff like my best friend Tyler presumes to do so, since his goal is to look good for his future mate. But, because I need to make sure I am ready to defend and protect my pack at any cost. I do it to be able to defend my future Luna at all costs. She will be half my soul after all, and if I can not defend her, then I am worthless as an alpha as well. I train just as hard or double, I time myself running and shifting. I practice my tactics against multiple attackers and work harshly on maintaining my session higher than anyone else.

I turned eighteen today. The packhouse has been filled with members running about all day. Our ladies have been busy preparing food for all the guests. Members have been clearing paths and cleaning their homes to accommodate all our guests arriving from allied packs, and neighboring packs. The whole pack house was filled with members of my pack, and from guests that were already arriving as we speak.

I had already bathed and gotten myself ready for the ceremony since early. I am not the kind of person to wait until the last minute. I have very little patience and as my mother puts it, I'm very temperamental, but can you blame me? I just like things to be perfect. I have been like this since I was small, and I don't care what anyone has to say. I will not bother with someone who wants to waste my time, nor will I amuse arrogant people.

I take my school, and my work very seriously. I expect the same from my pack members as well. My father has been a modeled alpha, respected by many, including myself. We are a strong pack, and growing stronger each day. As of tonight's ceremony, I will be taking over, and all the responsibilities of our pack will be under my care. I intend to do as my father has taught me. Work hard, protect, demand.

I started making my way down the steps of our packhouse. I immediately went to the kitchen to get a bite to eat. My mom and dad seemed to be busy holding a meeting, but I kept my nose away. I still had a few hours before the ceremony commenced, so any matters that went on now...were still out of my jurisdiction.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed one of the sandwiches that were already prepared. I began to make my way to the living room to sit since the dining table was completely covered with platters of food and appetizers.

As I made my way, my eyes diverted to the ground. I heard the clash of the front door open, and I was immediately  engulfed in the most beautiful scent I had ever known to exist, magnolia and honeysuckle. A beautiful mixture of some of the most beautiful and exotic flowers in all existence.

"Mate." Alexander proclaimed inside my head.

I immediately placed my food down and walked towards it. When I opened the door, there was nothing there.....Nothing.

No one in sight but a few male members of our pack, who instantly gazed upon my presence as I came outside, standing on top of the deck.

"Good afternoon, Alpha Blake." They greeted in unison. Although I wasn't alpha yet, they greeted me with the same respect. I glanced around, unable to make out where her scent was coming from. My eyebrows narrowed, Alexander wanted to run towards the forest in front of us. I declined his demand and went back inside the house.

If she is here, she will eventually find us.

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The ceremony had begun. Father called me over to start our ritual and gave me passage to become the new alpha. He began with a speech, my mind and gaze diverting everywhere... I could smell her, but I didn't know where her scent was coming from.

"Mate" Alexander pranced around like a pup. I was trying to focus but it was rather difficult because he kept yelling louder and louder.

"Mate, mate, Blake, .....go.get. mate!"

"Shut up Xander... I need to focus on the ceremony. After we are done, we will go in search of our mate. For now, SHUT UP." "Fine, but you have to find our mate." He yelped happily.

The ceremony continued, we did our ritual. Dad cut his hand with a dagger, I grabbed it from his hand and did the same. We joined our hands and asked our elders for their blessings.

I could feel how my bond with the pack increased. Members vowed before me, wishing me well, blessing me, others proclaimed faithfulness. It felt so good to feel all this power. I could feel all my senses heighten and increased by the second...there it is.....her scent again.

I opened my eyes. Diverting my eyes everywhere trying to find her. Then I remembered, with so many guests tonight, we'd usually accommodate guests in the rooms upstairs. Some members that stayed in the packhouse didn't mind sharing rooms with someone else that had come to visit from another pack.

I went upstairs and stopped at a door. I could smell her sweet scent. "Mate.. she's inside... Blake, get our mate, Now." He demanded. My heart raced at a million per second. I grasped the door handle, quietly turned the knob, and went inside. I meant to turn the light on, but just as I was, I was pinned against the door.

One hand over my lips to stop me from speaking, the other soft hand interlaced my fingers in hers. I could feel the burn, the feel of sparks surging from my skin and onto hers as we touched. It was a spark that made me feel excited, wanted, loved. "Shhh..." she placed her lips close to mine. I wrapped my hands around her waist, pulling her close to me. I claimed her lips vigorously, making my tongue dance in a sinful matter along with her tongue, her kiss was as sweet as candy. I pulled apart for a second, to gasp for air. "Mate..." we whispered in unison.

"She wants us, Blake.... she wants us, I can feel it. Claim her, mate with her now." Xander demanded. I took her, making her mine. She felt so intoxicating, good to the touch. Her body was a mere perfection of love and lust. The room was completely dark, keeping me from seeing her beautiful face... but I didn't care, she was mine.

I picked her, sitting her on top of me, slowly placing myself inside her, she winced for a second as I broke her virginity. I made her straddle me, she rocked her hips slowly as her pain succumb. She felt so so good. I grunted involuntarily at the feel of her. I gripped her hair softly, moving her head to the side, I exposed my fangs and marked her. She winced for a second as she felt the piercing of my canines. I retracted my fangs, licking her wound, sucking it gently to ease the pain. She moaned at my touch, making me growl profusely at her melodic voice.

Her moans were utter ecstasy for me to hear as she rocked her hips on top of me. She continued her pace on top of me, rocking her hips, she grasped my nape, kissing my chest and lips. She kissed my neck, and I moved my neck back to allow her more space. I could feel her breathing erratic, I moved my arms over her back, tightening my grip on her waist, she lifted herself a bit, gripping my neck as I felt the piercing of her fangs. It stung for a second, I could feel her now. Her every being, I felt. The love and lust she had for me. My heart was content. "She loves us Xan.... she loves us, and she wants us!" I said to Xander, he pranced around happily.

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I woke up early the next morning. It had been the best damn night of my life. I had found my mate. Regardless of not being able to see her last night, I was bound to find who she was. I turned around as I laid on my stomach... but no one was there. Her scent still lingered in that room... but, she wasn't here. Only a rose, and a single note.

My love, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I can't stay. I promise, I will be back one day soon. I love you with all my jeart. I hope you can forgive me, I didn't mean to leave, but I must. Until we meet again. My love is forever yours. -S.

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Blake (Five Years Later)

It's been five years.... five fucking long-ass years since she's been gone. I can't explain our bond. The fact she's been gone and I still have not become weak it's incomprehensible. I should be dead, or weak, or,... I don't know. I just can't explain it. I have gone so many times to ask the elders of my pack about this, and they have no answer. I thought maybe of the possibility of asking for a second chance mate, perhaps she's forgotten all about me, but they came back saying I was denied my request. I must wait for her to come back.

I thought she would have come back right away. I was hopeful. I still am in a way I guess, but the fact she hasn't come back yet, is making me bitter inside. Xander hasn't talked to me in I don't know how long. He wants to go and keep looking for her. But, I just can't keep getting distracted and leaving my pack unattended for so long to seek her anymore.

I've thought of hiring special men to look for her... but how can I? I don't even know how she looks like. I don't know who she is, her name, nothing.... all I know is her smell, her touch on my skin, the sparks her touch makes on my skin, her taste on my lips, her mark on my neck. How am I supposed to describe these things to them so they can find her?

Knock knock

"What?" I storm, I've been secluded in my office for the past three days. I'm swamped with pack work and business. I haven't left my office other than to sleep and bathe. I don't allow anyone to disturb me when I work. Not even my parents.

"Alpha, your parents are asking to speak to you." Informs Tyler, my beta. "Not now, I don't have time. Tell them I will call them next week or something." I say, without raising my head to speak with him as my pen continues to write.

He sighs heavily, "What Ty? I have no time for bullshit right now. Alright?" I narrowed my eyebrows, I was starting to get annoyed. "Blake, you need to tone your damn voice man, those are your fuckin parents for fuck-sakes. They just want to know how you are.. You haven't spoken to them in over a month, man."

"And what? I'm busy... now if you have no other business, get out. I have work to do." I say as I grab the glass cup by my right, full of whiskey, drinking the whole thing in one go.

"Ah, man... you're unbelievable," he says shaking his head in disbelief.

"Get out, Ty," I demand.

"Look, I just want to remind you about this weekend, we are throwing the welcome home party you asked to host manually for all the college graduates from our pack."

"And?" I narrow my eyebrows as I keep writing away on my files.

"And, I would like for you to be their man... my sister is coming back this year from college too." He says with a stupid smile on his face.

"What about it Ty? Do you want me to make her feel special or what? I can't just take work off just to accommodate your little twin." I snapped, I was seriously getting pissed off.

"Fuck, Blake, that's not what I meant. Look, I get it... all these rogue attacks we've had these past few years and your mate being MIA is getting to you. But you gotta look at the bright side, Blake."

"Bright side? And just what exactly is the bright side for you, Ty? That I lost meaningful men and loyal members to those fucking rogues? That I almost got you killed last time too, you remember Candice, your mate right? It was my fault she's dead too...Or what about the fact that my mate is somewhere out there not giving a shit to come back?" He hangs his sight, nodding slightly. I was so hoping he gets out so I can continue with my work.

"Look, I'm sorry, ok.... but you gotta stop being so damn hard on yourself. If what you say is true, and you still feel the bond between her and you being this strong? Then wherever she is... I'm sure she is probably hoping to find a way to come back to you." he says sternly. "And by the way, I know you meant to try your hardest to save my mate... but it was more my fault than yours she is gone. Don't be so hard on yourself for it."

I smile a bit, guilt still lingering inside of me. I'm hoping that he's right. My mate's out there somewhere, and I hope she comes back soon.