Destined For You

Prologue

Derek

8 years ago....

Beams of green and red city lights melded together as I drove back to my hotel, my mind too numb from the past few hours. The once vibrant pink and orange sunset sky over the Tucson skyline had now turned dark illuminating the sprawling city. For such an arid place, it was truly beautiful. Nothing I was used to being from Washington, a state with endless views of the ocean, sharp shorelines, and a brooding sky. However, I was pleasantly surprised with the beauty and life of the city; my wolf huffed in agreement, although he badly wanted out after the stress of today.

I was Alpha of the strongest pack in America and as such, I am a leader of the werewolf community, despite being one of the youngest alphas. I often end up settling disputes between packs, which is why I am currently in Tucson, Arizona, and not at home with my pack where I should be. Two packs with a century-old rivalry, the Midnight Pack and the Red Paw Pack, were warring over unclaimed territory in Texas that had the potential to be lucrative in real estate. The territory was closer to the Midnight Pack which reigns over most of California; however, the Red Paw pack had already staked claims to the land and had already placed Emissaries in the area to immerse themselves in with the local humans. We decided to meet in Tucson because it was the middle point between our three packs and wasn't too big of a city to put our wolves on edge.

I could understand why the Red Paw pack felt entitlement toward the land as Emessaries are critical to the werewolf community. They are usually werewolves who have a human mate who would not survive the first shift, as humans are not allowed to live with a pack. However, Emessaries can also be humans who know our secret. Emissaries help keep a pack's secret and help get resources for the pack. I have Emissaries in the FBI, local police force, Congress, Microsoft, and various other companies. As a werewolf, humans are automatically drawn to my air of power and confidence.

I think my wealth and strength are why most of the other Alphas look to me to lead them and reassure them, especially in disputes against another pack. It has been centuries since we have had an Alpha King and Alpha Queen making the packs restless and gravitating toward anyone with the ability to lead them. I don't want to lead them but I also want the werewolf community to be a united front again. Not only are we killing and fighting those who should be our allies, but we are also trying to survive against a growing rogue army. I huff at the thought of the feud between the Midnight and the Red Paw Packs. Without fail, they find something to feud over.

I sigh again thinking of my own pack, we are all still haunted by our past. The NightShaw pack hasn't always been a leader, a pack that others look to for guidance. Under my father, we were the most ruthless and feared pack which made us pariahs of the werewolf community. I took over as Alpha almost 30 years ago, making me about 60 in human years.  I shudder at the memories that flood my mind. This was a dark time for everyone. I think for that reason, my own pack feels the restlessness more than others, especially since they have been without a Luna for so long. Others view me as cold and authoritative, but I am only this way to keep my pack in line and protect them from themselves.

As my mind began dragging me into darkness and anger I feel my wolf stir. I'm not exactly sure why, there is no danger around; it was only me and one other car already at the stoplight in front of me. As I get closer to the light I feel my wolf, Theo, get even more anxious. That's when I smelt her, my mate. The person destined for me from birth. My other half, My soulmate. As the strongest Alpha, many were getting suspicious of my ability to rule my pack and guide the others as I did not have a Luna by my side. What kind of Alpha can't find his mate?

I chuckle lightly. Who would have known that my mate lived in a place completely opposite of what my wolf and I needed? Is truly ironic. However, I begin to worry that she would not be able to handle the shift, making me angrier by the second. How could the moon goddess destine me to someone as delicate and innocent as her? Her brown hair glowed red under the stoplight. I could tell even under the red light that she was tan and I could see the youthfulness in her face. She was too beautiful and too perfect to be in my world. I didn't want to corrupt her with the darkness of my world and I could not leave my pack behind to become an Emissary to be with her. How could you do this Moon Goddess?

As I sat at the light admiring how beautiful she was, she turned and looked at me. Even in the darkness, my wolf could make out her beautiful vibrant green eyes that instantly melted away any anger or darkness within me. I could see her suck in a breath. Could she feel the mate bond even though she was human?

She turned away as the light turned green and she began driving to her destination again. I felt a sudden compulsion to not want to be without her and all sense of exhaustion and frustration was replaced with exhilaration. I began to follow her black Cadillac down the road, down her road. I stayed a good distance away not to scare her but within enough distance that my wolf could still hear her. She was listening to music, rather loud. At the stoplight, she was listening to Eminem and now she was listening to Linkin Park. I smiled at her diverse choice of music. I would have never expected such beauty as her to listen to music like that. Maybe she wasn't as delicate as I thought... maybe she would survive...The loud thrill of her cell phone pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Hello?" she answered in the most angelic voice I have ever heard. I wonder what my name would sound like coming out of her mouth, maybe while she was..... I shook that thought out of my head. I can't think about that or I will bring her by my side where she belongs.

"Yeah, I am almost there! I am so excited. I want to spend one last night together before we all go off to college" she sang. College? How old was she? If she just graduated high school she couldn't be more than 18. My heart dropped. She hasn't even lived yet, experienced the world. Taking her now would sentence her to death. My wolf whined. We couldn't bring her back to the Pack yet. I wanted her to experience what it's like to live a human life and build her strength for the shift. However, I still couldn't find the strength to leave her just yet.

I continued to follow her to her destination. As we pulled into a neighborhood, I could hear laughter from multiple girls, her friends most likely, float from the house at the end of the street. Through the window, I could see what looked to be a small party. My wolf growled at the guys in the house but I reigned him in. We can't go storming in there claiming she's ours, as much as I want to. Every bone in my body is begging me to go in there and take her to my pack where she belongs but I know she's not ready. She needs time, I need time to prepare the pack for her.

I watched as she got out of the car, seeing her body for the first time. My wolf growled in approval as did I. Even for 18, she was curvy. To feel her body pressed against mine, to feel every inch of her curves. I sighed in frustration and I tried to clear those thoughts from my head and imprint the image of her in my mind. She was normal height for a girl maybe on the taller side, I would guess around 5'7". Her legs were muscular and toned but her hips were a little wider than other girls her age. Her cleavage was clearly visible in the shirt she was wearing. I growled at the thought of the young boys in there looking at her, as beautiful as she is. I don't want anyone looking at her like that, she's mine. I heard the steering wheel of my car groan under the weight of my hands, dissipating my anger. I looked at her one last time before she entered the house and I was again awestruck by her beauty.

For a week, my wolf would not let me do anything but follow her around, not that I was complaining. I soon needed to go back to my pack but I just wanted to enjoy her for a little longer. I was not sure when I was going to be able to come back but I sent for her Luna Guards to come here and protect her while I cant.

The Luna Guards are special guards born with a special connection to their Luna. They are able to sense when she needs help and they have an overwhelming need to protect her. Every Luna guard is born with the triple moon symbol which has two crescent moons on either side of a full moon. I knew she would be safe with them while I prepared my pack for the arrival of their Luna. Maybe by then, I will have defeated the rogue army I mused. 

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Thank you for taking an interest in my story! This story will follow traditional cliches but with a unique perspective. If you are not looking for something unique or different I would not continue to read. My goal is to write something interesting, fun, and exciting without being repetitive. I hope you will enjoy it! I plan to update at least once a week. 

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