BLACK MATE

Chapter 7

When I Close My Eyes I See No One Except You.. But When I Open My Eyes I See Everyone Except You..

As I laid beside her, the short time I had with her kept flashing in my mind, I didn't know my mate's name but I do know that she is obedient towards me, she was submissive even though something about her remained dominant.

Did she even wanted a mate? Did she wanted me as a mate? Did she see through my eyes everytime I thought of leaving the world for her? Did she have any family? Who was she? And most of all what has she been submitted to?

All these unanswered questions were making me feel aggravated, how would I explain to people that I never knew the identity of the love of my life? How hilarious Marcel McBaris, you should be awarded the best mate if the century, I scoff at myself.

After an hour, the casket I ordered arrived, by then I had already cleaned her up and dressed her in a beautiful royal blue gown. I left her jet hair flowing down in waves, her lips I painted in lipgloss and adorned her ears with crystal blue earrings. She was so beautiful.

Just as they were about closing the casket, my dad walked in, I just stared at him blankly, "I can use my gift to sustain her body, that's if you wish".

I thought about it for a while and shook, would she want that? I don't think so. She has been through too much in life and not allowing her body to wither away is like another torture in another form.

So without a shred of another thought I responded, "No, I don't want to sustain her body. She deserves that freedom at least".

My dad gave me a proud smile as he said, "I am proud of you, son. Don't let her death weigh you down, she would never wish to see you like that. I have a feeling that you have a something wonderful waiting for you so don't mourn her forever. Keep the good memories of her no matter how difficult life without her might be".

This is why I love my father, he is so intelligent and easy to talk to. I hugged my father with fresh tears running down my cheeks, "But it hurts so much, dad. I feel like someone has my heart in their hands, gripping it tightly. I don't think I can survive this. How can I survive this without her by my side?"

"It is well, my child. I know you will find a way to conquer this pain. I'll always be wishing for you," my father muttered. I mumbled my thanks to him and entangled myself from the hug.

I instructed my men to close the lid on the casket as I wiped my tears. 'Okay Marcel, you need to stop crying. She might be sad seeing you like this' I thought to myself discreetly.

I followed those carrying the casket with a heavy heart, the sky look beautiful, the blue sky reminds me of her left eye but compared to the serenity seen in the sky my mate's blue eyes were blank with no emotions except the fear I witnessed in her eyes as she was hanging on the scarf, the scarf looked quite familiar but I don't have time to think about it yet.

As we exited the pack's infirmary, I saw that the place was crowded, well, I wasn't expecting that because no one knows about my mate. I also noticed my brother and friends. What were they doing here?

Anyways I have no strength to argue with them so I just gave my mother a smile which she returned sadly.

From the side of my eyes, I saw my brother and friends approaching me including my parents, "I have asked the warriors to start digging in the pack's cemetery".

What Alex said made my wolf slipped forth with rage, I was caught off guard because he hardly comes forth, through my eyes he glared at Alex with clenched fists. He sneered at our brother, Alex.

Taking in a deep breath, my wolf said word by word, "She would not be buried in that cemetery. And you and your minions better go back to where ever you are coming from cause if you don't, may the moon help me".