Mate or Weapon? (1)

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I watched the curtains as they gently swayed in the early morning breeze, the sun wasn't even up yet, yet I was wide awake. This was a normal routine for me, to wake up at this hour and then just wait for the sun to rise, because as soon as the sun rose, I could leave.  I sighed for the umpteenth time and turned onto my back, staring at the shadows forming on the ceiling I thought of the day when my life turned upside down. The day he found me and I lost all hope.

The sharp sound of the door opening brought me back to planet earth and my eyes snapped to the silhouette stumbling through the doorway and towards the bed. I glanced at the window to see that the sun had just started creeping in through the curtains and I felt relieved. Without saying a word he lifted the covers and climbed into bed next to me yet, there remained miles of space between us. There was always miles between us. This was once again a normal thing for me, I was used to it and quite frankly I was tired of it. Exhausted actually.

Turning onto my side I laid with my back towards him, no words were spoken, no gentle caresses were given, just space and silence. Deep down I knew it killed me, but I tried my best to shove those feelings deep into the dark abyss of my heart. I have no clue as to what he does before he eventually arrives in the mornings, I have my suspicions but once again I didn't care. We've never been in love, we've never touched or kissed or hugged or held hands and we've never accepted each other as mates. We were just two people who were forced together by some 'magical bond'.

It was safe to say that I did not believe in mates and I definitely did not believe in the moon goddess. Nope, not at all, it's just how I have been raised. And by the way Bradley acts its save to say he doesn't believe in her either or he just doesn't care. Now that I think about it, it's probably the latter. Sighing again, I peeled the cosy covers off my body and quickly got out of bed. I never stayed long after he came and he never stopped me from leaving. To be honest I had no idea why he even insisted I share a bedroom with him, it's not like he wants me close, in fact that's the last thing he wants. He wants me to stay as far away as possible. What a loving mate, right?

Yawning I entered the bathroom where I turned on the shower and quickly undressed while the water heated up. I hated the fact that I was not allowed to lock the door, but alas he'd kill me if I tried. Or well he'd punish me, he needs me and he knows it, its also why he hasn't rejected me. And he frequently reminds me.

"I would reject you if I could, you worthless whore, but your unique bloodline is an advantage to my pack and that's the only reason why you're still here!" he would frequently tell me that if we argued.

You see I am an advantage to his pack, not because I have some sort of super power or some weird gift no, it's all about the blood that ruins through my veins. See, you get two types of werewolves. There are the normal ones and then the animalistic ones or better known as lycanthropes. Lycanthropes are basically the "original" werewolves, those that are always portrayed in movies as the monsters, those are lycanthropes.

So what's the difference between us and why am I any different? Well you see werewolves are a lot more relaxed creatures, they get to shift whenever they want, they can resist the moon and they have the ability to control their inner wolf. Now lycanthropes cannot control their inner wolf, if it's full moon we will shift, we have no choice. Lycanthropes are vicious creatures, we have no remorse and in battle we kill anything in sight, we are incredibly bloodthirsty, on our heats we get intense feelings of anger, irritation and pain and so we have to be chained up.However we have some advantages, lycanthropes are immune to silver and wolfsbane, so the things that kill werewolves have little effect on us.

And it's because I'm a lycanthrope that I don't believe in the moon goddess. You see each pack works differently and believes in different things. The Lycan pack doesn't believe in the moon goddess we believed that we are the way we are because we were cursed by a witch, hundreds of years ago. My mate's pack believes in the moon goddess and in mates and strength. Then there are packs that don't believe in annual pack hunts, there are packs that believe we belong to the wilderness and they literally live in the forest, there's a pack that believes that human's are dangerous and they avoid humans at all costs.

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