Being The Alpha's Mate

CHAPTER TWO

"How you feeling baby girl?" my dad hands me an ice pack.

"Thanks. Fine I guess." I mutter as I lay on the sofa. We arrived to the location of the meeting, but we had paid my god mother/witch a visit.

She's one of the accients and powerful witch in the supernatural world. Esmeralda is one of the few that knows about my past and helped me throughout the years. We had to give her my bow and arrow to her so she could use her enchantment spell, so after using all my arrows, more arrows will immediately fill my pouch again. Not only that, she had to give me a potion that hides my scent for a solid hour. My father thinking that if anything were to happen, then I had to use the potion to hide my scent and escape. After, I had to do my usual test to see where my powers have improve.

The after math of the test aren't pretty. I throw up, dizziness, head ache, and I will be very tired.

"Your improving, Esmeralda says that maybe your ready to test your powers with her high set standards." my dad pulls out a frozen pizza box from the freezer and a couple of bacon.

"Is this the whole reason why I came?" I ask as I lay on the sofa with the headache setting in. Crud.

"Yes and no." my father replies.

The pain in my head deepens and my whole body starts to shake.

"Dad. Call this pack's doctor." I groan out.

After every test, I end up seeing the pack doctor.

"What's the problem Alpha Cole." a new voice enters our room.

"It's my daughter. She's heating up and has a headache." my dad fills in the doctor of what I am.

It takes them a few minutes discussing about my state of being and a new wave pain hits me, but not in my head. I let out a ear splitting scream and fall to the floor clutching my chest. I'm not going to beat around the bush, it hurts like hell. I bit my lip from having to scream again.

"What the hell is going on with her!" my dad yells.

"Get her on the sofa and make her lay on her right side." the doctor starts to list off.

I'm suddenly getting pick up and being laid on something soft. I start to thrash around as the pain in my chest increases. By now all I can see is white and nothing else. My wolf whimpers inside of me, hating how weak we may look infront of others.

"Keep her still."

"What is that?"

"Something that will take her pain away."

The last thing I heard was somebody growling and a sharp sting on my neck before I saw something bright...

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I feel cold and vulnerable. Fear laps me as I am sitting on a wooden chair in darkness. My mind is fuzzy from my current events. This never happens after one of my 'checkups' with Esmeralda, actually I never have been is this state before.

' Stop worrying Skylar, I sense no danger.' my wolf tries to soothe me.

'I don't feel very uneasy.' I whisper.

'Trust me.' And she's gone.

  I stay still for a few minutes 'till my surroundings start to change. The wooden chair I was sitting on,now is nowhere in sight and I'm standing as the darkness slowly replace by a fair good amount of light.

  A garden replaces the dreadful scene and the warmth of the sun dancing on my skin as I look cautiously around. Columns and rows of flower beds, neatly planted side by side with various groups of flowers. A stone path leading towards an orchard tree. I didn't move from my spot, in the middle of the path as I notice a shadowy figure standing under the orchard.

    I froze.

Is it him?

My heart starts to beat wildly as I stare at the figure slowly approaching. My small frame lightly shaking with fear.

"Don't worry my child." The figure comes into view revealing a tall, muscular middle age man. My guess would be that he's in his thirties and werewolf, but I don't' sense anyndanger from him, so I slightly relax. His dark brown hair, smoothed to his sides and his green eyes staring at me.

"Who are you?" My voice a whisper.

"Don't fear me, I'm here to only help. Now, listen to me carefully, danger is near and the Mother of Luna's is in need of help. Your life is more vital than hers, your blood witholds the existence of both the werewolf nation and the Mother of Lunas. Therefore your life together with Stacy are hanging by the thread. "

"How do you know this?" I look carefully into his green orbs boring into mine.

"Like I've said, I'm here to help."

   I shake my head,

"How do I know that I can trust you, for all I know you could be working for someone." I stand straighter barley making a change to my height, neither isn't making me look intimidating.

"If I was planning to kill you, wouldn't you think that I would've went for it already?" He points out.

   The man had a point, but I still can't help and feel like there is a bad reason why I've been summon to a seeing.

"I know, but please further explain." My voice to it's normal soft tone

"I can't say much. All there is that I am able to say is, you will find your mate eventually, and Stacy and yourself have to be on the look out. Your powers will improve in a few days, as will Stacy, but it'll be painful." He looks at me warily before he continues,"Keep hidden and stay away from any immediate signs of danger."
 
  I shake my head, "What are you saying?"

  The man looks me in the eye with a look of seriousness and sympathy.

"Skylar, you die so does Stacy." He deadpans. His words seem to make my insides hallow. No.

"There has to be something that can help." If  I die, the werewolf nation callopses and my kind will forever be lost. Seeing that I am targeted every day, everyone's lives are at risk with every single breath I take. I can't let that happen, I would rather sacrifice myself than to let my kind perish.

"You would have to research on that yourself." He starts to drift away. My mind starts to ache and my body weighing like a feather. My vision goes pitch black.
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  "Skylar, you die so does Stacy."

   Pain in my chest making me sitting upright clutching a thin fabric to it, hoping it'll taken the pain away. Unfortunately for me, it doesn't.

"Hannah?"a low voice causing me to snap my head towards it and go on high alert.

"Calm down baby girl, it's just me
Who?" My dad sitting with his head in his hands as he looks at me with relief and worry. I know what he was asking,

"It's him dad. He's coming and stopping at nothing to end my life." I say with calm.

  My father looks at me with anger as his body starts to shake.

"No. He's going have to get through me before he can even lay his eyes on you." He says in a low deadly way. I would be afraid, but I'm not.

I bore into the eyes of my father,

"I'm going to die." I whisper.
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