Lycan’s Mate

11. Briscas Bastón, a Spanish card game using the Wands suit of tarot cards.

Elin slides slightly, Jose helps her, and the moment the room returns to normal, she nods out. She is providing a really important gift, but it is also late. Eda and Beatrice click their fingers as Jose heads out to give Elin to James. Beatrice releases the two enmity husbands by snapping her fingers. A huge sheet holding a couple drops onto the sofa in front of us as Eda snaps.

I can hear my father calling out, "Mario!" Jose said.

Hey, dad, what's going on? My weariness and anxiety taint my words.

"I'm not here," Michelle says in response to her query. She is hidden entirely by the blanket.

We held our position, and I chuckled at her. "Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa smiled slyly and answered.

Alvina exclaims, "Rocky!" in a rage. I'll kick your a$$ if you don't change me back!

Michelle nearly collapses on my head as she pokes her head out from behind the covers. "And just who are you?"

"Now that you've changed into a better version of yourself change me back!" Greetings, Alvyn. She exclaims, and Michelle and I both look up at her from our seats with huge eyes, arched brows, and surprised looks.

Alvyn?, Michelle says as she sways a bit in her chair.

She sniffs at both of us, which makes me shout, "Hurry up, you dumb hoe! I want to be able to sleep well tonight." Alvina snarls back in response.

It's a good thing I'm naked behind these covers, b***h. I replied to her criticism of my buddy. Who does she think she is, anyway?

My father growled at me, not at the rest of us. Yes, under these circumstances, I won't be able to sleep tonight. I droop one brow as I look at my father, who has his arms crossed and a sour look on his face.

Michelle hugs me, and I accept her request to stay close, so we don't body flash the room. Why should I follow your instructions...? I'm weary of being bullied by you all the time. You have to live with the results of your choices. You didn't deserve it, and I don't want to make things worse.

After she says it, Alvina flows for a brief while before becoming icy as if something had ended inside of her.

Mario's perspective

The last thing I remember is standing in a circle with Luna holding Hector in her other hand and my slashed hand in mine. My head hurts like someone dropped a stack of bricks on it.

Someone says, "Hello," in my brain.

What in the world? I swiftly got up, turning my head in a circle, and turned around. Hector is asleep on the other bed while I'm in my undies on a twin bed. Why the heck did this happen to me? How did I get here and when? I don't see anybody else, but I remember someone speaking to me.

Good morning, there.

I'm glad to have met you. Once again, I hear the same voice speaking to me.

When I think there is someone else around who isn't just me, my pupils dilate. Who or what are you?

"Hello, I'm Jose, your wolf," I said.

How is my wolf doing? I won't get my wolf for another two years, so that can't be right. Since I'm just 14 years old, there must be a mistake.

I'm not a dictionary, but based on the memories I've had the pleasure and misfortune of seeing, you and I decided on a blood link with extra obligations as a safety precaution.

You're suggesting that I gave my permission to have you earlier than I should have, then?

Yes, but I'm more eager to get to know you because I've just met your predecessors.

Descendants? 'August was my first person, and he is still with me,' for instance. But before we can see him in person, we need to get something.

August? I assume he is still with you. How?

It's a long story, but I'll tell you for a reasonable sum. My first human was my best friend, and he is still my closest friend, albeit not much can be said about him since he has been asleep. In my first incarnation as a young wolf, I wanted to be with a human since I had never had a fated partner. Like every other werewolf, I wanted to be happy with our first werewolf mate. When we got old and died, we would do so together. But August and I found it intolerable.

Were you killed off?

Yes, we were killed, and we saw the same person who killed us, killing our companions.

So are both sleeping now? It's not practical to die and sleep, but I'm trying to work things out.

How well-versed are you in reincarnation?

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

"A person or animal that a particular soul is thought to have previously lived in. Correct.’

So will August have a new life in mine?

‘From. He will get a new identity, but his soul from his former life will remain. It's like having someone else's memories when you wake up.

This is quite confusing. How will he, nevertheless, be reborn? Isn't it something the gods should take care of?

That is completely accurate. Do you know how the gods made that gift possible?

Exists a tale of a heavenly gift? Do you mean the Tear Crystal of Selene? It is only mythology, related in history books, similar to a weather-related Greek legend. For instance, according to the Greeks, Persephone, the goddess of spring, wed Hades and consented to visit the mortal world during certain months. That explains the whole agricultural cycle.

‘Exactly. We possess all four divine gifts; Endymion, Leto, and Selene gave us the Tear Crystal Necklace of the North. The deities Set and Psamathe handed the East earrings to the Sands of Time. Atabey, the god of the heavens and the sun, whose sister is Selene, the moon, is the bearer of the Sun's Birth Mark of the South. The Guiding Book of the West received a blessing from the Old Oaktree. Each gift has the power to change and transform our lives.

However, these are only stories; there are no real godly talents; if there were, they would be protected and kept. They certainly wouldn't, would they?

That is regrettably not the case. My human friends and I were slaughtered by the evil, ruthless King of the Divine regions as he searched for the abilities that would make him the most powerful monster in the world.

For a comic book, it sounds like a fantastic idea. This is hilarious. But are the gifts really real?

You are just as sincere as I am.

Can we detect their existence somehow?

Actually, no. Only my real partner could; one of the four went to her family, who was fortunate.

What was the name of your roommate? Or is Michelle's wolf not your mate?

I had several companions throughout the years, and Selene helped me fall in love with new wolves, so I never felt lonely. But I'll never forget Flor, my first love, and Celeste, her human.

Celeste, the Snow Guardian of the Tear Crystal?

I can see his eyes expand as he asks. "How did you learn?"

It's based on urban legends; now that I'm thinking about what you said, if what I learned in school is true, I anticipate things will come together more quickly. Do you think you are aware of the guardians' identities?

Well, Beatrice, the younger sister, has taken over as the keeper of the Tear Crystal from Celeste.

Celeste and Beatrice, out of the four, now possess that gift, but what about the marks left by the book, sand, and sun?

You do have a sun mark.

I'm talented. What? Really?!!!????

He was about to reply when I heard someone say, "YES." Hector was still dozing off quickly, according to a glance to my side. That guy has rock-solid slumber. He seems the same when I look at him, only stretched out and fit.

"I agree..." But there is one thing I must thank you for—now that I'm your wolf, I can finally be free! I will finally be able to love my present girlfriend more than I have ever loved any of my prior partners current, she will be my last.

Ex-lovers?

You can't compete with me, cachorro.

Puppy named Cachorro.

Ooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu "You're to blame, old timer!"

"You are unique, child," she said.

Remain patient! I must get to know the other people. According to legend, the sands are kept sighing, ears reached by the strength of a woman's chatting treat. I assume this suggests that the lady wears them as earrings on her ear. But as for the rest, I'm not sure.

"Eda has the West's handbook, and Aldreda has the Texas sand earrings."

How exactly do you know who they are?

Do you still recall Liam's words to you?

FLASHBACK

“Hey. Who are you? I have no idea. Recuérdame.” Hey, I don't know who you are. Please don't forget, okay?" He says this while grinning a bewildered but kind smile.

"Are you unable to speak English?" To converse with one another would be simple. Brandon continues, "But there are certain things that can't be conveyed the same way when translated, and things get lost as a consequence," and I shrug him off.

I said, "Your wife is the daughter of the daughter of the sister of my wife." I informed him, as I saw Brandon rolling his eyes out of the corner of my eye, "My mate's name is Liam, and she's the daughter of my sister-in-daughter.

Are you my family, Mary? " Embust... Embet Marisol is a member of your family?" (Is Mary related to you in any way? Are you kidding, I assume? Who is your family, Marisol?) His eyes grew to twice their normal size as he took in my information.

She is unquestionably the last Rey Alpha of the Borinken Islands. She is the last King Alpha of the Borinken islands (well, sure, adorable). He grinned widely as I replied with pride.

"Check whether it's true; those matas are not Chaves." (If that's the case, man, I've been beating up like a king for years.) He laughs at his remarks as he moves up to us and starts to touch his face.

This culture is outdated. "Are we improving? " Are we okay? (That's an old-fashioned cutler.) I tell him with a hearty smile, but Mario, his son, gets the brilliant notion to jump into the conversation.

That looks simple. "If we are related, who is my grandmother?" (That sounds far too easy; if we are connected, who is my grandmother?) Given that this child is just as stubborn as Yaya Roja, I continue to smile as he questions with mistrust in his eyes.

Yaya Roja, Hemanuel Soza Rosado's wife Amapola Florenso Gothel. "I was there, nene," you said. Yaya Roja Amapola Florenso Gothel wed Hemanuel Soza Rosado. I attended the wedding. His father recalls the event and takes a picture of it, which I show him to show him where Bea, Elli, and I were standing.

He enlarges the photograph to get a closer look and finds that I had been there the whole time.

Since mom is Soza Rosado and not Soza Gothel, how can this be? (It's illogical; why would a Soza Rosado instead of a Soza Gothel?) His face goes from being somewhat furious to being a little bewildered.

"This is because we gave your mother a new name when she was born," You will learn the truth, but you must have faith in me. Can we discuss it because they've been saying it for a while, and we agree on it? (We changed Ya Ma's last name after she was born, thus, this is why.) We must keep things moving and stay quiet since we don't want to be connected, but you'll all find out soon enough (get it? One of his eyebrows lifts when I ask him to comply with my wishes to prevent misunderstandings, while the other forms a line as he responds.

The Flashback's Final Scene

I do remember that, but are you telling me that my relatives are the guardians of God's gifts?

My wolf continues, "You are, and you have already talked to them.

Are Kol, Elin, Luna, and that Liam person connected to one other?

They've been keeping you safe and sound, you proud ones, but they chose poorly when it came to your niece. Her side had misplaced her. Mario, your grandmother's brother, escaped and moved to the North, according to my wolf.

What took place to.....

‘Exacto! (exactly)’

Hector rises disoriented, and I hear a smash and a boom before seeing him.

The sounds prompted him to ask, "What, what?"

Wow," I replied as I began to acquire an impression of Hector. "I'm not sure, guy.

“Mario? When did you start to become so slim? Wait.” He looks down at himself before turning to look at me. "Am I dreaming?" you ask. We heard a bang outside as he asked, so I answered.

"I'm very certain you're not... I will investigate what

Hector covered his eyes with his hands so he wouldn't look at me again. Please don't let your morcilla see you; dress correctly! Morcilla is a sausage made with blood.

I grin while nodding. "Thank you, and that's an excellent point." I look at him and smile warmly, choosing something to wear as I look at him. I replied, chuckling at his reply, "I can't say the same for you."

Hector still won't remove his hand from his eyes, and his words are tinged with humiliation. "Dude, I'm not heading that way." He takes his hands out of his eyes and looks into them. But I'm glad to see it didn't become smaller. He shouted in satisfaction.

I am aware that Jona is typically this way with me. When it comes to returning, I'm a good sport. Just learn how to use it, and you'll be fine.

Hector asks, his huge eyes looking at me, a bit terrified but also happy. Did she inform you?

Jose and I hissed at him, pleading with him to submit by putting his hands in front of him. I'd rather not know.

Hector grinned piteously. I'm sorry, man, but I couldn't resist.

I limber up at this strenuous wrangling. When she yells the other name, we'll see how sorry you are.

Hector chuckles, "Accidents happen, alright.

We went outside and watched Noa battle. Alvyn watched after I put on some boxers and offered Hector one. The Liam Guy then approaches and seizes their ears, auch. Alvyn seems to be the same as well; he is merely tall, around 6.03, has a flat stomach, and that is about it; he has never been seen with anything more. However, whatever back he formerly had, he no longer has.

Flan with jamón con pia (ham with pineapple), please! I hear Xiomara chatting to that Josh guy as Michelle comes out from behind her and turns to face me.

The fact that Xiomara is and will continue to be my second chance or chosen mate cannot be disputed by Selene or any amount of moonshine. She grew to a length of 5.09 feet, had the lovely hourglass form of a hot chocolate, and her hair, which is long wave hair, only increased. She has perfected her intonation, and not one part of her body is sagging. You provide a challenge to males like me, Selene.

The words blurred away as I saw Michelle, and my attention was pulled to her. The feelings of fragrance, desire, and all other emotions were focused only on her.

Michelle and I both shouted, "MATE!".

She is my mate, and I grinned to my ears as Hector raised his hands in triumph and pride for both of us.

“Congratulations! Xiomara?” Hector hops and skips in delight when he says this.

As she approaches Rocky, Xiomara beams at her happiness. “Congratulations! I, too, have found my true love, but I'm not ready to cope with it right now. Sleepover?”

In reaction to her suggestion, Josh growls. "If it's with me, then yes; never with another man," she said.

"I didn't ask for your consent." "Dude, come on in." She replies with a broad smile, and Hector adds while laughing. "Dude, these are the rules.

Josh exclaims furiously, "I'm not your brother." Josh is my roommate, so I understand him.

All good, good night! He declares, "Only the gods know what I'm searching for," as he sets out to search.

As soon as Hector walks inside their room, Michelle hurries into mine since it's becoming cozy and warm in here. I closed the door and tried to observe my friend in all her details.

"Valla Valla" uuuuuuuuuuuuu "Que ricura (beautiful, tasty, delectable)" My wolf may be heard saying, "I hear him say."

Although Michelle has made progress, she is now everywhere. She was naked in a great, fluffy blanket with nothing underneath, so she must not have seen herself yet.

She still has the same features, but her hair has grown longer and now reaches her hips. Standing at 5.09 feet, she is still a touch short, but not as much as previously. She was a little like a werewolf in the chest, but she had already completely developed in the B cup. (Yes!) Everything was natural; her hair had changed from dark blond to brown and red, a little bit more reddish.

"Are there any scissors here?" I questioned my pal in a nice voice.

I cover my membership with my hands. “Why?”

She smiles flirtatiously at me. "Because I no longer want bangs on my hair," the person said.

I sigh happily, "Oh, uh, you can check in the restroom."

As she moves to do so, she drops her blanket. When she finds tiny scissors meant for cutting nails rather than air, she starts cutting her hair with them. That is typically where we live. She makes a beautiful grin as she turns to face me. She cuddles me after picking up her blanket and putting it on herself. I lifted her and smacked her down on the bed. We stumble from the bed into the living room, where my dad is chatting to Liam, James, Brandon, Beatrice, Eda, Alvyn, and Noa. Alvina is seen to be superior to Alvyn, so we go back to our room.

I take her into bed with me and say, "Okay, no offense to you, Lady, but I don't want to get in trouble for desiring you."

"Flynn, I agree.

" Night!" I purr and run under the covers when she hugs my neck.

I kissed her and said, "Night, Sleeping Beauty."

"Beautiful sleep, nice night." She says, and after a passionate kiss, we both fall asleep immediately. My family will get plenty of employment; Tear Crystal and Blood Bonds. One of my life goals if I ever see a dragon is to get it to recite the Mushu phrase.