Fates Intertwined

Eight

I enter the kitchen to find Alpha Sirius cooking. He had 2 plates set up on the counter. His back was facing me, and I couldn't help but staring as he was very large with broad shoulders. He wasn't wearing a shirt and he was sweaty from all the steam.

"Good morning." He greets as he places the food on the plates.

"Morning," I greet back as I take a seat. I look around as the house was completely empty.

"I told people not to come till you." I nod as he sit across from me. I pour some juice in my glass and stab my bacon with my fork and start eating it.

"Mmmm, this is so good." I moan. I look up to see Alpha Sirius clenching his jaw which was really weird but he looked down focusing on his food.

"I had a strange dream." I tell him.

"What did you dream about?" He asks.

"I really don't know." I say and he frowns. "I really don't remember anything." I exclaimed further.

"That's odd." He says under his breath. Our conversation ended there as we both ate in silence.

"I have work to do, so you can see yourself out." He said as he stood up leaving me alone.

This was so awkward, yet it's so understand because of what happened last night. I finish my breakfast and pack up the plates properly on the sink. I back head upstairs to take a shower and wear clothes I wore last night. I finally leave the house ready to go back to my parents. I feel a lot of eyes looking at me as I hear whispers behind my back.

"I can't believe she's going to be our Luna."

"She might have asked a witch to make her Alpha's Sirius mate, I mean looked at her."

"She took Cecelia's mate, I can't believe the nerve she has to walk around without feeling shame."

I block out the sense to listen to people as I slowly walked back home. I've ever been more exhausted than today and I was so drained, not just from the lack of sleep, but from having to be surrounded by so much negative energy.

"Mom, dad," I shout calling to my parents as I entered the house. By now majority of the people will be out doing their own thing.

"Luna." A young boy said bowing his head, and I smile awkwardly as I walked past him.

I see my parents working downstairs as they seem excited to see me. I pout as I walk up to my dad and give him a hug.

"Sweetie, what's wrong?" He asked patting my back.

"Dad, I don't want this. I don't want to be Luna." I tell him, letting all my frustration out.

"Come on, let's go talk upstairs." He takes my hand leading me to my room as my mom followed behind.

"Tell me what's going on, did that man do something to you? Do you want me to go kill him for you. He may be the alpha, but you still my precious daughter." I smiled through the tears giving him another hug.

"He didn't do anything, I'm just not ready to be a Luna." I explained.

"But sweetheart, this is a great opportunity." My mom spoke.

"Mom, don't you get it. I'm not meant to be a Luna and how is it possible that I get to be Luna?" I look at both my parents who didn't seem surprised.

When a woman mates with an Alpha, she has to come straight from a bloodline of Alphas. It only happens once in a blue moon that an Alpha mates with a regular wolf. As much as I remember my family are just ordinary wolfs.

"Sweetheart, there's something we must tell you. I think it's about time that you know." My dad said holding my hand.

"What is it?" I look at him with a frown.

"We come from a bloodline of Royalty." My mom. I bursted into laughter thinking this was a joke. I look at them both and they looked serious.

"Tell me you kidding?"

"During the reign of Greythorne, our ancestor princess Agatha, who was the 8th princess in line of the throne. She was mated to the silverclaw clan, a powerful pack during their time. Turns out she had another mate, the Alpha of silverclaw caught her with the other man and she eloped with him afraid for her life. There's so much to this story I can't explain everything to you at once." She explained.

"But how is this possible, there's nothing in the history book that mentions anything about her?' I tell my mom not sure how to digest everything she just told me.

"She was a disgrace to the royal family, that she was removed entirely in the history books." My mom exclaimed.

"How do you expect me to believe all this?" I ask them.

"There's a diary where she documented everything till the moment she died, but since the royal family wanted to remove her from existence, her children hid the book never to be seen, but there's one thing that can prove we are from the Greythorne Royal family," she pauses and looks at my father. I stare at her waiting for to explain further.

"There's a birthmark only the royal family can get." I pause thinking for a while, which immediately clicked.

"It can't be..." I gasp covering my mouth. I had a birthmark hidden on the right side of my rib cage that was close beneath my breast. A paw that look like a tattoo thou it looked like a faded drawing.

"This is a lot to take in, can I please get some time to my self." My dad kisses my forehead before leaving my room.

This was too much to take in. It felt like a bomb thrown to me. This was supposed to be a normal visit, then from there I get back to my normal life. How could this all happen.