Alexander's POV
Mom's eyes always twinkled when she looked at my dad. Her eyes would visibly lit up when she saw him, and vice versa. When things got tough he used to lay his head on mom's shoulder while she caressed his face, soothing him. I was four years old when for the first time I asked my mom about my dad.
"Why do you smile when you look at him, mommy?" My head was on her lap, playing with her fingers, I looked up at her. Her fingers were combing my hair softly. At my question she smiled warmly at me. I loved it when she smiled.
"Because he's my mate and he makes me happy." She pecked my forehead, pushing back my hair.
"Mate? Yuck!" my nose scrunched at the word, and mommy laughed.
"No, my little wolf. Having a mate is a beautiful thing. You will have one too when you grow up. And you must love her with all your heart, okay?"
"But mommy! I love you the most. How will I love her with all my heart?" I sat up, my eyes widening in fear as I looked at mommy.
"You will, my love. Your heart-" she takes my hand and places it on chest where mommy says my heart is,
"-will make new space for her. You see little wolf, you must protect her heart too. Never hurt her okay?"
"Okay mommy. I will take her heart and put in my safe box then it will be safe!" I jump up throwing my hands in the air.
The sound of my mother's laughter fades as I blink my eyes to the present. My darling mate stands in front of me, with her arms crossed as she looks at me with a raised eyebrow. She looks breathtakingly-beautiful. Her hair, now open, cascading down her back. Her eyes narrowing at me, the green in them a little brighter than before.
Emerald.
My now new favorite color. Her lips forming a slight pout, and I wanted to take her in my arms never letting go. She was telling me something relating to Damon and Soph, and now asking if I'm even listening to her. My sweet mate. As if I need her words to listen, her eyes talk enough to me. Shaking my head to clear my thoughts I smiled at her,
"Yes, darling. I'm every much listening to you ramble about your new favorite ship. And no, my love, you cannot call them dophie from now on." I chuckle at her attempt to make a ship name for them. God, she's cute.
Rolling her eyes and huffing at me, she swats my arm.
"You're so rude. Meanie." She sticks her tongue out and I laugh. Pressing my lips to her forehead I caress her face.
"The things you do to me, sweetheart." Inhaling her scent in, which never fails to calm me. I move towards my mother. My precious memory awakening love for mother strongly. She looks up from where she was sitting with my father and smiles. I love her smile. Returning her smile I sit next to her, hugging her close to me, which takes her by surprise.
"I love you mom." I close my eyes as my mother tightly hugs me to her.
"I love you more, my little wolf." She replies and I pull away groaning.
"Mom! Seriously? I'm a man now." I puff out my chest and she laughs. My heart filling with warmth at the sound. I look towards my mate to find her shaking her head smiling.
"Alright everyone! This was fun but my social battery is dead and I just returned from war so please excuse me and my mate for we shall take our leave." Standing up I say moving towards Cassie, taking her hand and pulling her away.
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The Lycan Pack's Luna
Fantasy"Please...." I whisper "What was that Commander?" He says as if he was in pain. Why was he in pain? "Not- Not th- the Left side .... please ... I- I beg you" I stutter out and he steps back as if seeing me in pain was breaking him but why? I don't...
