"Stop fussing."Gram smacked at Anderson and he smiled. "Girls."
Natalie and I jumped at the first chance to help Grams stand up. She looked at Natalie and smiled. Natalie smiled back moving one of Grams' short curls to the side.
"Are you okay?" Anderson took a step and stopped.
"Of course she is." I said offended.
"Quinn I-"
"You dare take me from my family and fraction to use this gift you call it, and then you question it?"
"That's enough my pups."
"I'm sorry Grams." I bowed my head, and Anderson followed, "Forgive me."
"Is there a car ready to take me home?" Grams questioned.
I wanted to know the same, but I didnt want to upset Grams. We got Grams safely in the SUV with her blanket. Not waiting for the okay I climbed in next to her arranging my dress putting an arm around her. She smiled at me and I pulled up her blanket. We headed over to her cottage and Anderson opened the door.
Out of habit I held out a hand for him to help me. By the time I realize I wanted nothing from him, he already had his hands on my waist lifting me from the car.
Oh dear, that was attractive.
Natalie and I put Grams in bed as Anderson made some tea. Natalie kissed both of us before going to deal with a pack matter. I busied myself with fixing Grams' blanket until she took my hand.
"How are you Quinnie?"
I took in a breath, "There's hundreds of feeling I have but I'm just confused." My voice cracked. "Why can't I feel her?"
Grams smiled at me kindly.
"I couldn't imagine not being a Witch. Is she mad at me? Did I not honor her in some way? How do I apologize? Can I somehow talk to her?"
Grams chuckled, "It's alright little pup. It's most likely that your wolf felt like she wasnt wanted."
"I want her." I blurted, "I'm sorry."
"Come here."
As I sniffed a few sobs, my chest breaking, I curled up next to Grams' small frame. She smoothed out my hair, and I was comforted.
"When she feels safe," I sniffed, "Do you think I'll get to meet her?"
"Of course honey. She has been ignored for twenty-one years. She has to get used to the idea of being acknowledged."
"Why do I have a wolf? Both of my parents are Witches."
She hummed her confusion as well, "Are you adopted?"
"Not that I know of." Then I whispered, "How do I forgive them Grams?"
"What do you mean pup?"
"How do I forgive them if they've kept me from my wolf?"
"Like with all things little one, time."
"Tea." Anderson announced himself.
He set down the tray and I helped Grams sit up. He handed her a cup and she thanked him sipping slowly from the cup. He handed me a cup and I stared at it.
"I didn't poison you Mate."
I looked down guilty. It wasn't him personally, I was just used to never being served anything out of my fraction without having a taster. But my pride wouldnt explain that to a brute.
Assuming since he served Grams from the same pot i took a retentive sip. I hummed my appreciation, taking another sip. We drank our tea in silence until Natalie came back.
"Natalie?"
"Yes Luna," She then shook her head. "Princess."
"Quinn." I corrected, setting down my cup and standing. "I need to have a moment alone with my," I swallowed, "Mate."
Anderson stiffened at the word as if realizing I could have finally of noticed our bond. I ignored him and kissed Grams on the head and the pressing her hand to my forehead.
"I'll be right back Grams."
She smiled.
Anderson and I headed down stairs and outside. He waited quietly as I paced in front of him with the back of my hand pressed to my mouth.
"Quinn," He finally sighed.
"I'm sorry."
"Excuse me?"
"As an Alpha you deserve a mate so intune with her wolf that nothing can break that bond, and I have that," I pressed a hand to my chest, my voice shuddering, "With my Witch. I want my wolf." I nodded quickly, "But Grams says she feels ignored and I don't know how to fix it. You have to fix it."
"Enough," He said as if he finally made a decision, and then stepped towards and hugged me.
And I sobbed against a complete stranger despite my teachings of being a strong ruler. But you have to understand something...
My witch was the most important thing to me. I loved life and nature and balance. And to know I completely disregarded a spiritual part of me, and she was so hurt and disappointed with me, that she wouldn't even show herself. And it was killing me.
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An Alpha and His Queen
Werewolf"Announcing Quinnleigh Mayfair, Princess of fraction One, First Heir to the thrown." Quinn is a Witch. She was raised to live and breathe that fact. She was even trained ruthlessly by her Father the King despite the fact he had a soft spot for his o...
