Alex's P.O.V
~Dream~
Waking up I found myself on a mountain. The mountain was directly in front of a huge glowing sun. Around the mountain was a forest.
"Greetings child." A loud manly voice boomed.
I looked around confused. "Eh Hello?"
A figure appeared in front of me. It was a man. He was wearing Egyptian looking clothes as was I. His toned chest was on show and his blonde hair was wavy and reached just bellow his ears. His eyes glowed gold.
Wow..I wished I looked like that.
A loud hearty laugh echoed. "Thanks son."
"Son? Wait.. Are you my dad?" I stood there puzzled.
The mans laugh boomed again, "Yes son. I am."
Tears welled up in my eyes as I ran to my dad embracing him in a hug.
Behind him was a sun gold wolf which I real sued was Nuntis. He was sitting beside a light brown and blonde wolf.
My dad realized I was confused, "Let me explain, that is in fact Nuntis, beside him is my wolf, Omaha.
Nodding a sudden realization hits me like a bullet.
"Where have you been? Where's mom? Is this a dream? What's happening? Why are we in Egyptian clothes? Whe-"
"Son you ask a lot of questions." He chuckled. "I shall tell you all in time. This is just a dream my strong boy but I will return, I need to train you of course. Until then." My dad slipped away. The scene around me turned to black.
~End Of Dream~
Jumping awake I screamed for my dad.
Looking around I was seated in a car. Sitting beside me was Jadia. She looked disheveled as if she had the same dream I did. "What the.."
We said in unison."I see your parents both visited you." Markus chuckled.
"How did you-"
"They always used to do it to me until your were around 10." Markus answered.
"That was weird." Jadia said holding her head in her hands.
"You look so much like her you know." Markus smiled as if remembering a memory.
"She said the same thing." Jadia smiled.
"Alexander you look more like your mother, but you still have you dads mind and ears." I smiled lightly.
We pulled to a stop in front of a mansion in the woods. "Home.." Markus smiled as he got out.
"Go on and explore if you want I'll get the bags." Markus said looking at both Jadia and I.
As I got out of the car I looked around before going over beside my mate. It feels weird to say it.
Our mate!, Nuntis snapped correcting me.
Our mate, I agreed.
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