The Refugee's Mate (Werewolf Story)

Chapter 3: 911

Liam

I wish it was a nightmare.

I don't mean to sound grim, but I had one good thing in life: only one. And now it's taken from me.

Sure, one could argue that I knew it's coming. Of course, I did. Eventually. They're 17, so it's not like it's their birthday and I was clueless about it.

I never expected them to be mateless like myself, but I thought I had more time with them. Much more time.

But that's (werewolf) life for you. Anything can be taken away in the blink of an eye. I should probably be glad I had the opportunity to say goodbye to them.

Actually, scratch that. I didn't.

What I should be happy about is to have had one more time with them. One last time, even if I didn't know that at the time. Most people never get that.

Tears come to my eyes.

I knew what I was in for. Every teen wolf does. It's not a secret, you learn it early on in life. My mom taught me: you get one mate. That's it.

And if by any chance, the person you're with is not glowing their eyes when one of you turns 18, they're not gonna end up with you. It's that simple.

We can talk about (mate) rejection all day long. No one is saying anybody is forced to be with their mate. But let's be real here for a second.

Though Jeb isn't their choice, Emm is NOT gonna reject their mate, especially him being the (oldest) son of the Alpha.

Not that I want them to. I don't wish my situation on anyone. It'd be incredibly selfish of me to want an unmated relationship with them. Now that they're mated, I mean.

Plus, they would only suffer. And that's the last thing on my mind.

Yeah, it's hurting bad. My eyes can't stop the tears from falling down my face.

Anyway, I shouldn't have said I lost my only good thing. Though there's no comparison, I need to focus on work right now.

Even though this is hurting me like hell and it'll for a long time, I don't have a choice in the matter. Not even Jeb has a choice. Alpha's heirs CAN'T reject their mates. There's no Alpha without Luna.

Damn, I can't believe Emm is the future Luna. No wonder they're so heartbroken about this. Though being mated to Jeb Collins is reason enough, if you ask me.

Mom arrived home from work. She puts her stuff down, go to the restroom and then checks up on me. I'm in my room, feeling utterly devastated.

"What happened?" - She asked immediately after seen my state.

"Emm got mated away from me." - I muttered under my breath, still sobbing.

Evidently, my mom knows of my relationship with them. She likes them for me and it was saddened to hear they weren't my mate back in April.

"Oh my Goddess! To whom?" - Mom gasped at the news, jaw dropped.

"Jeb." - I replied, almost as a whisper. It's like my mouth refused to enunciate the words. But she understood it. Wolf hearing, am I right?

"I'm so sorry, son. But now it's best if you stay away from them. He already doesn't like you. If Jeb catches you near his mate..."

Mom dreaded saying those words. I can feel the fear in her tone. Little did she know.

"He already did. This afternoon." - I interrupted her, sulking.

"What?! What were you two doing? What were you doing with Jeb's mate?" - Mom yelled in terror.