Sold by her mate

Chapter 2 - Meeting my Mate

Chapter 2

Jumping out of bed Lily grabbed some old clothes, just some grey joggers and a vest top, she whistled and called out to Bebe, a traditional black and white collie scoured the fence to the side of the ranch, hot on the heels of Lily, once they reached the forest Bebe was no longer trotting to keep up with Lil’s nike trainers but full on running alongside four beautiful big soft white paws. Lula’s coat shone like the moon, iridescent where her fur blew in the wind, four elegant long legs and piercing blue eyes. Finally.

Lula’s POV

I finally stopped, taking a deep breath and savoring the smell of the forest. The pines and musky smell of home. Bebe bows down to me, I shook my head and gave her a playful pat to the side of the head, she looks up with playful amber eyes and pounces. After playing for what seemed like hours we came to small stream. I’ve been here many times and I know its far out of the territory so I don’t fear being seen. I lay down, cross my paws and close my eyes taking in the joys of my surroundings as much as possible, I do not know the next time I shall be allowed out. Suddenly Bebe picks up her ears, she keeps watch even more than I do. She knows how precious we are to Faith and this imperative protection she keeps up, it frustrates the life out of me, I am a strong wolf, I possess powers other wolves don’t and I know I could protect and keep Lily safe why cant she just let us live a little. I am never going to meet my mate living this way.

Suddenly the winds change and I pick up a new scent on the breeze. No ! Someone is here. My eyes spring open and other side of the stream stands the most impressive wolf I have ever seen. A glossy black coat and deep dark brown eyes. The breeze picks up again and I am hit with a highly concentrated mix of warm sandalwood and sweet tonka bean enlightened with the freshness of spicy mandarin. MATE.

Werewolf relationships are far stronger than any human bond, the mate bond is the strongest of them all and felt instantly.

His eyes bare right into me. My wolf instincts are not giving the positive vibes I expected to feel once I had found our mate. He is bigger than me and much older, he has an aura of power about him and I feel almost scared. A low growl comes from his lips.

I jump up to all fours, spin swiftly and I am off, my legs swallowing the ground beneath me I dare not even turn back, I know he is behind me and gaining ground.

My lungs are burning and it feels as though I have been running forever I can feel he is right behind me, I turn my head and he leaps knocking me sideways we roll. We finally stop, I am on my back and he has me pinned, I open my eyes. He growls and commands I shift. He is the Alpha.

Elijah POV

I had never smelt anything so unexpected, sparkling and romantic? It had been a very long time since anything had made me feel like this. Surely not? A second chance mate? I got caught up in another whirlwind of vanilla and exotic jasmine. I followed it through the forest careful treading softly on my big black pads so as not to create any noise. I kept downwind, I wanted to find and observe this she-wolf before she even knew I was there. Her scent was getting stronger I stepped out from behind a lodgepole pine and there across the stream was the most beautiful sight I had ever laid my eyes upon. I stood dead still and soaked her up in all her beauty. Peace and tranquillity all personified, but this was bad. My mate was a completely white wolf. A rare, in fact believed extinct breed of werewolf. Legends have it that white wolves hold more power than all the alphas in the world put together- their only weakness is that they are of completely pure heart. They have lines and morals and codes, and they do not cross them, even if this may lead to their own deaths, they will never cheat and were renowned for being fair and kind. What is so terrible about this? Many many moons ago the white wolves were hunted down killed and their powers absorbed by the werewolf elders, hunted to extinction. Being an Alpha with a white wolf in my pack would bring war onto my people, let alone if that white wolf was my Luna.

In an instance she looks up and stares me right in the eyes as though she knew I was there all along. No. Our bond is now connected. She will be feeling about me as I feel about her. The white wolf in front of me is completely still, analyzing me as I have done to her. She jumps up and in an instant disappears. Who does she think she is running from me?

Being an Alpha I am fast, fast enough to catch up with her. I maintain my speed just behind her tail and I’m waiting to catch her off-guard. We run for miles before she turns to look at me. That’s my moment I catch her slightly unbalanced and pounce, we roll down into a shallow gorge, standing on top of her I pin her down. In this domineering position its hard to hold back and not completely lose control and mark this beautiful creature beneath me, at this close proximity her scent is intoxicating me.  But we must take our time to think about this, we need to put the pack first. I need to give Apollo control back before I completely lose my mind and give into this bond. Gathering the last of my strength and will I command she shift as I do myself.

Apollo POV

Maintaining composure and control as a wolf is difficult but jesus its even harder as a naked man on top of a the most beautiful naked woman I have ever seen in my life. In human form she is breathing heavily, her long dark hair cascades down and just about covers her breasts. Her lips are quivering. I have to move before I do something I shouldn’t….yet.

Standing up I hold out my hand to help her up. Sparks shoot up our arms at the touch- a feeling I didn’t believe I would ever feel again. “I believe you are my mate.” She doesn’t speak just stands there still and quiet. Is she as unsettled by this as I am? Why is this white wolf who should be so full of strength and righteousness so meek and unconfident? It takes several minutes before she looks up at me. Oh my god those blue eyes.

“I believe I am, my Alpha. My name is Lily” She bows slightly and looks down again.  I pick up a bag at a nearby tree and pull out some shorts, once my lower half is covered, Lily can stop diverting her beautiful blue eyes away from me and possibly stop blushing. I hold out my hand to her with my white shirt, although as she grabs it I hesitate in letting go of it taking the opportunity to drink as much of her naked form in as possible. Her dog growls at me. I stare at it in disbelief. Firstly what sort of wolf keeps a dog and secondly what sort of dog had the audacity to growl at the worlds most powerful alpha. I could break its neck without even trying.  This damn dog never takes its eye off mine until Lily has buttoned up the last hole of my shirt. I laugh. Lily smiles and looks a little less frightened. The dog wags its tail. Lily starts to laugh and before I know it the ice is broken and we both smiling at each other. “ lets take a walk” I hold out my hand to her, she slips hers in mine and head back toward the stream. Once she gets going that girl doesn’t shut up.