"You've got to be kidding me..." I heard someone say in a low voice. I turned around and saw the goddess' gift to womankind.
(I'm being sarcastic but he might seriously be thinking that about himself. Why is he my mate? Goddess, why him of all pe...
I took my phone from under my pillow and turned off my alarm. I stretched my body before swapping my pajamas for training clothes. I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth then went to the dojo. My father was already swinging his practice sword when I got there. I took mine.
"Morning papa!" I greeted while swinging my practice sword at him.
"Good morning, Ki-chan. You're energetic today. Excited for your big day?" He greeted back as he blocked my attack.
(Yep, that's right. Today's my sixteenth birthday.) We continued to spar as we talk.
"What's there to be excited about? It's not like I haven't met my wolf yet or not known what my wolf colors are- (Yeah, I'm special. I've met my wolf, Mirai, since I was seven. She's my best friend ever since and she's a beautiful black wolf with white underside. Her eyes clear as the silvery moon, just like mine.)
-besides isn't the first shift supposed to be painful? Why should I be excited about that?" I sweeped his legs but he quickly backflipped to avoid it, kicking me in the chin in the process. I shook my head.
"Well... you might also meet your mate today. Don't you young people like that?" He swung his sword towards me, smoothly connecting his movements from one slash to another while I barely block his attacks.
"Young people? You talk like an old man, papa. You're only 34 years old. Besides what's the point of looking forward to meeting my mate? He'll probably reject me if he knew I'm his mate, and that's going by how my schoolmates normally treat me." My father stopped in his track. I also stopped and took a good look at my father.
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Nobuyuki Tsukikawa. First son and supposed heir of the Tsukikawa clan that is until he had me. My father was wandering out in the world to widen his view and to better himself in preparation to becoming next Alpha. He was supposed to be out there for five years but he came back to the clan after just two. The reason was obvious. There in his arms, wrapped in swaddling clothes, was me. It would have been a happy occasion if not for several reasons that: a) I had wolf ears and tail, clear evidence that I'm only half-werewolf; b) my mother wasn't in sight. My father told them she died after giving birth to me; and c) my father wasn't an emotional wreck after his 'mate' died, making the clan elders believe my mother wasn't father's mate. Since then, he was taken out of the candidates for next Alpha and we've been outcast to our own clan.
"I'm sorry, Akira. If only your mother told me what she was, you wouldn't be as discriminated as you had been. At least then, you'd know your full identity." My father sighed. I hugged him.
(Let's not tell him I'm being bullied at school. He might go on a killing rampage.)
(Agreed.)
"Papa, how many times have I told you I'm fine with how things are. They don't get close to me, I get my peace and quiet. It's perfect." I flashed him my happiest smile.
"Besides, didn't mama tell you that I'll eventually discover that side of my family tree when the right time comes? I believe her. Don't tell me you don't believe in your own mate?" I teased.
"Of course, I do. I just wish we could've learned earlier. Maybe then, you wouldn't have to go through all the bad times." He ruffled my hair. I pouted at him and he just chuckled.
"I got through all of that with you, papa. Besides don't you know your daughter's quite strong?" I flex my biceps comically. I heard him laughed heartily. I smiled too.
"Yes, yes, my little girl's quite strong. She had been papa's strength ever since. Now, do your cooldowns. You're gonna be late for school if you don't get ready soon." He did his stretches. I did mine too.
I went back to my room to prepare for school.
(Meeting my mate in school? PLEASE. I'd be lucky if he's one of the few that do not bully me but ignores me nonetheless. I'd be very lucky if he's one of those who had talked to me in a few occasions and I'd be extremely lucky if it's HIM.)
(Oh oh you're talking about HIM, right? That's one beautiful specimen of a man. I'd be very happy with HIM.)
(Of course you would, Mirai. Here's to hoping he's the one?)
(Mmm-hmm. We hope he's the one.)
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Author's note:
This is my first written series. ( I normally write oneshot fanfictions) So, I accept constructive criticisms to help improve my writing. Also, English is my third language so I appreciate if anyone points out any mistakes I've written. I'll try to update regularly, at least 3 times a week. Comments fuel my passion to write so drop a few for me. Thanks in advance!
