"no please don't kill us. I'll do anything but please don't harm us.",I plead .I cry my heart out begging for our lives.
A tall man had a sword coated with silver and he intended to drive into my chest. I couldn't see his facial features clearly as he had a black cloak covering over his head.
Tristan was next to me tied up. The ropes were also coated with silver so he was weak. He couldn't break free and save us.
The man moves from me to Tristan and I beg the moon goddess that this man doesn't do anything crazy.
"Say goodbye to your beloved" ,he says then drives the silver coated sword into his heart . Tristan looks at me one last time before he breaths his last breath,he dies saying my name.
"Noooo!!!!"
I wake up breathing heavily. My chest rising and collapsing.
Thank goddess it was all a dream. I think as I see Tristan still sleeping peacefully on the couch.
My hands were shaking I try to calm down. This was the most realistic nightmare I've ever had .
I reach out for the glass of water on the small drawer next to the bed but it slips from my hands and falls to the ground due to my shaky hands.
Tristan wakes up ,
"do you just enjoy breaking glasses?". He walks sleepy to my side to hand me the bottle of water water when he noticed me shaking.
"What's wrong? ",He suddenly becomes alert,he sits on the bed close to me.
"Bad dream?".
That was all that was needed to be said for my tear glands to become active. I begin to cry ,I was so scared. Terrified by everything happening.
"I'm so sorry",he pulls me into a hug to comfort me.
I cry on his shoulder. I tried so hard not to cry but I couldn't hold it in anymore.
Everything happening had me choked. From the banishment to fighting for my life to segregation and almost dying again to loosing my voice temporarily now this scary realistic dream.
"I'm here now you don't have to be scared",he whispers running his hands through my hair.
You also make me feel conflicted Tristan. One time your nice to me then next thing you do things that hurt my feelings. I don't understand you.
He releases me from his hug and uses his fingers to wipe off my tears.
Why act so nice when in the morning you wouldn't be nice to me ? I'm not ready for this emotional rollercoaster. I can't handle another overwhelming feeling.
"Drink the water. Try to relax. "I drink the water and try to calm my mind. To think tonight I was going to sleep like a baby.
"Now try and go back to bed". He says tucking me back in.
I don't want to get back to bed I don't want that dream to continue.
I hold his hands as he was about to leave.
"What?",he asks perplexed.
Let go off your pride,Rainha.
I tap the other side of the bed.
"You want me to sleep beside you?"he questions then laughs nervously.
"I can't" he says very coldly.
I look at him with pleading eyes ,mum would always sleep with me when I had bad dreams when I was younger.
He looks at me for a long while I knew he was trying to make a decision. He mutters some words under his breath before saying,"Okay fine".
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Writer's POV
Dixon and Lucas sit on the dining table awaiting breakfast.
"Do you think she can change him?",Lucas throws the unexpected question at Dixon.
"I am hoping she will. Tristan has been through a lot and he has so much burden he carries on his back yet he still manages to maintain the strong alpha demeanor that isn't easy"
"True but that is what I don't like . He is werewolf too and he needs to be kind to himself."
"I agree". Dixon nods in agreement. Tristan may know how to be kind to other but never himself. He could forgive others for their mistake but never his.
"Good morning Lucas, Good morning Dixon". Charlotte walks into the dining room and give both men a peck on the cheek.
"Good morning Charlotte".
"How was your night princess?" Lucas asks. Charlotte rolls her eyes at him.
"Fine and yours ?"
"Great".
"How come Tristan isn't here ,he's usually the first".
"I'm here". They all look up the stairs as he descends holding Rainha's hand.
Their eyes open wide. They all thought the same thing.
He allowed a woman sleep in his room?.
Dixon and Lucas weren't so surprised knowing that she is his mate but they didn't expect him to welcome her into his room. His room was like his sanctuary.
Charlotte's look was of surprise and somewhat betrayal. He had promised her he would stop sleeping around with woman and wait for his mate.
All that was in her mind right now was to yank that woman by her hair but she had to stay collected. Tristan would have an explanation for this he always did.
" Sorry I'm late". He pulls out a chair for Rainha and she takes a seat beside Charlotte.
He rings the bell on the table and the maids come in with their meals.
"Thank you".
They hold hands to say the prayer before meal. "Thank you dearest goddess for this bountiful meal may it strengthen us and may we continue to live for you".
Charlotte clears her throat. She gives Tristan an 'i need an explanation 'look.
"Meet my mate Rainha".he just says bluntly.
"What?!!" ,She squeals out of excitement and gives me Rainha a tight hug. She loved love.
"Why am I the only one surprised here?"
Lucas chuckles as she pouts. " You guys did it again. Left me out again"
"Stop making a fuss about it's no big deal". Tristan says taking a bite of his sausage.
Charlotte looks at Rainha as he said that she could tell she was hurt. She could see it in her eyes.
"How can you say that. It's very much a big deal!". One thing she won't allow is for Tristan to disrespect his mate right Infront of everyone.
"What's your name dear?" She turns her gaze to Rainha and ask the question. She gets no reply from her so she looks at Lucas and Dixon worried. They didn't know what to say they too didn't know the name she bears and also were eager to hear it.
"She can't talk for now " Tristan breaks the awkward silence.
Charlotte gasps putting her hands on her chest.
"Her name is Rainha Rodriguez".
"Nice name ",she compliments her. Rainha only smiles back at her.
Charlotte still wondered why she can't talk. What did Tristan do this time ?
"What happened why can't she speak?"
"PTSD I guess",Lucas the one they fondly called doctor replied. His great love for medicine earned him that name.
"What's that ?"
" Post traumatic shock disorder".
She looked at Tristan dead cold in the eye. What has he done to his poor mate.
"Now we came to eat and not chat. Rainha is clearly uncomfortable with all your questions",Tristan says and with that not a single word was uttered on the table again.
YOU ARE READING
Alpha Tristan
Fantastique"There's a story behind his pains and cruelty that he doesn't even know...."
