When I was little I always loved the idea of having a mate. I think that stemmed from the fact my parents used to say "Your mate is your other half, the part of you that your heart searches for. Once you find them you are complete, even when they drive you nuts!"
In my memory I can still hear my mom saying that while looking at my father with nothing but love, and him returning it with complete devotion.
Not to brag but my parents were relationship goals. Having said that, it doesnt mean that they didn't argue. My mother could be a force to be reckoned with if provoked.
My mom was a beautiful woman with dark brown hair and loving brown eyes, which I have inherited. She loved Greek mythology, that's how I got my name, Artemis for the Greek Goddess of the moon and the hunt. My mom was a school teacher and at five five didn't seem like she was a fighter. But looks can be deceiving, my mom was once one of the pack warriors and one of the strongest females of our pack. When she got pregnant with me though she retired. But even so she still is a warrior at heart, infact that's how my parents met.
My father, was one of our best warriors, he was so strong I knew no one could ever beat him. He had black hair that he kept trimmed short and hazel eyes. He was a large man at six two with broad shoulders and thick but lean muscles. My mom always said he was a hunk, and he would flex for her making us laugh.
Goddess I miss them! They died in an accident when I was only twelve. We had torrential rains that year, so much so that the river rose and overflowed wiping out the bridge as they tried to cross it to come back home.
My mom had been at a conference for some new studies they wanted to implement and her car broke down. Naturally my father went to pick her up, leaving me at home with a babysitter even though I said I could take care of myself till they got back.
Had I known that was the last time I would ever see him, I would have hugged him and begged to go with him. Who knows maybe I could have convinced them it was too dangerous to cross. But that's not what happened and there is nothing I can do to change it.
Even now that they have been gone for so many years I can still hear them clearly on this point though about mates. So imagine my surprise when my own story did NOT go as I thought it should.
After my parents died the Alpha and his family took me in, he and my father were good friends growing up and he was devastated at my parents passing.
"You will live with us now, and when you are of age, you can move back to your family home if you wish but for now you must stay here"
I think it was the most he had ever said to me at that point in time. Over the years he truly became a second father and the Luna a second Mother. So imagine the surprise we all had at his son Blaze being my mate.
Remembering what my parents had told me I was happy and wanted to accept him and did. Our wolves were ecstatic because they had already loved each other since I was thirteen.
Blaze had been away at a neighboring pack learning their fighting techniques. Being three years older than me he didn't really pay any attention to me till now.
But something feels off, he doesn't seem to be pleased about this at all. Could it be that because he is twenty- one and I'm only eighteen that he doesn't find me attractive?
I thought it was supposed to be all heart eyes and rosey glasses, but I guess I was wrong.
Taking my hand he leads me up to his chambers on the fifth floor. With a look of resignation he pulls me over to his bed and starts stripping me of my clothes. I try to tentively do the same for him but he brushes my hand aside.
Once he removes his clothes he scoops me up and repositions me on the bed closer to the headboard. Without any warm up at all he positions himself at my entrance and pushes his way in.
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT IT HURTS!" I scream in my head while biting my lip, whimpering he notices I'm in pain and starts playing with my clit.
After awhile I start feeling this pressure and want him to move or something. Feeling me fidgeting he begins to move.
At first yes it still fucking hurt, but soon I started to feel something else. Meanwhile this whole time Blaze hasn't really looked at me, more like he's concentrating really hard on something.
I start to feel like something is coming, something so good and amazing but have no name for it. Losing myself in this chase to reach this unnamed something I moan out Blaze's name.
Which appears to have been the wrong thing to do. He stops moving and pulls out of me leaving me cold and frustrated.
"Don't talk to me! How am I supposed to imagine my girlfriend if you talk?" He yells and I feel something in me shatter.
"The only reason I'm going along with this is because I have to! I don't love you, but my wolf loves yours so I'm stuck with you. If I could I would take your wolf and give it to my human girlfriend. It would be better than being forced to mate with you but I have obligations to fulfill. So lay down shut up and produce an heir. Infact I think I have a gag around here somewhere," he says leaving the bed chamber to head to his closet, that's basically a room in his room.
Disgusted I leave the room in a daze, walk down to the third floor and go to my bedroom. Once inside I bolt the door and go to my shower turning it as hot as I can get it and I get in, I begin scrubbing.
I'm scrubbing so hard that my skin is bleeding from the abuse it's taking.
"You worthless human how DARE you put us in this position!" My wolf screams at me.
"DeJaa it's not my fault how can you be so cold?" I ask crying.
"You heard him he needs me but not you, humph if I could I would have chose a different human!" She says disgruntled and that's it my tether snaps.
Blocking her out I begin to pray,
"Dear Moon Goddess, please accept me into your embrace. Give my wolf to another who will make her happy, and allow her mate to be able to be with her. Give my mate to this person."As if she is trying to break through to me I feel the moonlight hitting my window. As I turn towards it I feel that if I go and submerge myself in the light of the moon the Goddess will hear my pleas.
Stepping out of the shower I start making my way to the window. Reaching for it I jump when I start hearing pounding on my bedroom door. Not wanting to stick around I open the window not caring that I'm naked and jump out my third story window.
Landing in a roll I managed not to break anything, getting up I run into the forest away from the house.
I head to the lake remembering that a small boat is docked on the shore I head strait for it.
Taking it without the owner's permission is not a nice thing but a necessary one. Reaching the middle of the lake bathed in the moonlight I again begin to pray.
"Dear Moon Goddess, please accept me into your embrace. Give my wolf to another who will make her happy, and allow her mate to be able to be with her. Give my mate to this person." Looking up at the moon I continue.
"If only to make them all happy I would gladly remove myself from the equation. If I can't be by yourside because I will no longer have my wolf so be it, just take me from them." A lone tear falls from my eye as I hear the screams from my mate's wolf. My wolf reached out to him when she realized her mistake.
You see she didn't truly mean what she had said to me but it's too late now the damage has been done and I will no longer listen to her.
Looking at the moon one last time I say goodbye, and let myself sink into the lake's depths.
I watch the moon as it's light filters through the water till my air runs out. Sinking down into the dark ...a watery moon is the last thing I see.
YOU ARE READING
Split Spirit
WerewolfWhat happens when your wolf hates you? Not only that but your mate, the one made specifically to love you can't stand you, but your wolves love each other? Well this is the story of how I took my fate in my own hands to free myself and to let them b...