My Caribbean Mate.

My Caribbean Mate.#2

Marcus #Pov.

When I entered my Father's study, he was standing at the window, staring down at the massive pool in the backyard... We were on the fourth story of the Castle (yep, I said castle)
"Father, you wanted to meet with me?" I inquired, noticing he hadn't noticed my proximity to him, Thinking. That's Not Like The Alpha, Something's Wrong, he appears frightened and perplexed.

My father was a massive Man/WOLF, standing around 7 feet tall and weighing 250 pounds. I'm proud that I resemble him, almost reaching his height of 6'9, but I don't have his blue eyes, mine are green like Mom's, and Dad is half black, his father was an African Alpha King.

"Son, I didn't notice you come in," he admitted.

I gave him a tiny grumble. "That's not like you, Alpha, what's up?" .... "SIT," he growls, and I do since when my father growled, you did not contest it.

"Maya Blackwater is on her way to the Castle," he said, looking at his wristwatch, "her plane should be landing any minute now, please get the Cars ready."

I asked my father, "Who the hell is Maya Blackwater?" And why does just uttering her name make my wolf growl? So friggin pumped.

Maya is your mate; she's on the family jet as we speak, and you're supposed to pick her up and bring her to the castle.

In Otter Shock, I stood up. I growl, "MY MATE!" I could feel my Wolf's excitement and knew it was genuine.

Dad sat down and motioned for me to follow suit. I sat. "Marcus, we've known you and the Chosen are Mates since your mother was pregnant with you," he massaged the back of his neck. Then his eyes begin to change colors as if he is remembering.

"What are you hiding from me, Dad?" I thought this should be a joyous occasion because I'd been hunting for my soulmate for years. But my king didn't appear to be pleased. He seemed troubled.

Father Suddenly, she grinned. Everything will be redeemed in due time, my Prince. Now go get your prior mate and bring her home...

I stood up with trepidation.

"Yes, my king, I will go do as you ask, but Father, when I return, we will examine everything that has been kept hidden in this family."

I observed my father's face shift from a scruffy sour look to a gorgeous grin, his dimple deep in his chin, and his blue eyes speckled with excitement as he said, "I can't wait to meet your mate, my son."

Maya's #Pov.

Maya felt a sensation of dread in her head, despite being a strong-willed individual, she'd never felt like this before, her Aunt had brought her to a private airport, put her on this plane, with some Strange men, whom she could tell were also werewolves, and these men only bowed to me when we met.

Why are they being so formal with me, I wondered.

I tried to relax because it was going to be a long day, and I could feel my wolf rising inside me, restless and excited. I wish I were.

"Excuse me," I said as I opened my eyes to see a hostess with a cart. "Can I get you something, Luna?" she smiled. I sat up straight in my chair, oh no, I murmured, and she bowed and moved on.

WHY did she name me Luna?

I began to dread my new life as I remembered everything my Aunt had told me. I'm still trying to make sense of it all.

(FLASHBACK)

"Everything will be great, sweetheart," she sighs, rubbing my back. "You are ready; I apologize for having to go so abruptly, but you need to meet your mate before you turn 21."

I yelled, "MATE MATE MATE, I DON'T WANT A MATE!" "I WOULD LIKE TO STAY HERE WITH YOU." My wolf growled gently as tears streamed down my cheeks; I never weep, and the last time I did was at my father's burial 15 years ago.

(Oh, Daddy, why?) I asked him quietly, what was about to alter my life. I recall him beaming at me when I was approximately 5 years old.

"Princess, my beautiful princess, remember that I love you, my daughter, and that I will always be with you in here (he pointed to his heart). You're my precious little princess, and you're going to save us all."

My name is Maya. I reminded myself that I was only Maya, not a Princess, and certainly not anyone's LUNA.

I felt a strong tug and jerked awake; I had fallen asleep. I sat up, rubbed my eyes, and looked around; the men were also waking up; it appeared the plane was about to land.

A voice booms out from a speaker ahead... Please fasten your seat belts and raise your trays; we'll land in a few minutes... Ahhh shit, I thought to myself, here we go...  

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