The Fated Prophecy II: Will the Prophecy Be Fulfilled?

Chapter Seven

Luna Isobel's POV

Learning Isaac was Celeste's mate was overwhelming. Hearing he was the one that took her and placed her somewhere was almost unbearable to hear. Learning he had watched over her made the news tolerable. I did my best to make Isaac understand that I would never want him to reject his mate for us. I wouldn't allow Clark to let him do it either. He didn't express his feelings on the matter. He was more concerned with how we felt. I wanted to know so much more, before I had a chance to ask, he was gone from the office and moments later, from our territory. I hoped he was going to Celeste. I couldn't ask for anyone better than him to love my Celeste.

Going about the rest of the day wasn't easy, but I was overjoyed. More so, when Clark told me, Isaac called him and said Celeste wanted to meet us. They agreed to meet at ten in the woods. Isaac was still being protective just in case. She definitely has the best mate. It felt amazing running with Clark and Harvey. Callie thoroughly enjoyed it as much as I did. We were at the meeting place by nine thirty. It was just too exciting not to be there early. We were near a pond now frozen over by the winter's cold touch. A black and white wolf approached.

"I didn't know Isaac was going to be here." I said to Clark. Maybe he didn't know.

"Angel, that's not Isaac. I think that is Celeste."

"I don't understand, how can their wolves look so much alike?"

We watched as she shifted and dressed. I laughed as Clark turned around. I couldn't take my eyes off of my perfect beautiful daughter. She had my auburn hair with Clark's silvery gray eyes. A perfect mix of both of us. Clark and I stayed in our wolf forms when we approached her. I knew she had heard us. When she turned around, I don't think she was expecting the sight. Backing up from us, she tripped over a rock. I should've shifted. I would've been able to grab her.

"Clark, let's shift. The trees over there, I'll go to the other side." We split.

I was done first. Hurrying to her, I helped her to her feet. I knew she was taking me in. She initiated the hug and that felt good. It felt like she was holding on for dear life. I was saddened when she pulled away.

"It was real. You guys are real." I ignored what she said. I was so elated that she was finally in my arms again.

"Celeste, my favorite Christmas present. Look at you. You are gorgeous. Happy Birthday."

"Thank you."

"Princess, what was real?" At least one of us asked. It should've been me, I guess.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She's been dreaming of Clark and I since she was a young child. The black and white wolf could've been her, or maybe she was dreaming of Isaac. Maybe she, on some unconscious level, knew Isaac was her mate. Her saying 'hi doggie' to a random man told me that she knew what he was. I remember a story from my childhood about a special wolf that could see the aura of whomever they came into contact with. Maybe she could do the same or something similar. I was stunned when she told us that her dreams also showed her what Harvey and Callie looked like. Turns out she's been special for a long time.

Isaac did the best job I could've asked for when keeping an eye out for Celeste. Clark gave condolences for the loss of the parents that took her in and hopefully gave her a loving home. Clark was also right, I would've loved to meet them and thank them for loving her.

"That would've been nice. I have so many questions. I didn't know what to ask first. I don't know how much time you have. I don't want to waste it." I knew there would be many questions and I hoped that Clark and I would be able to answer every single one of them with honesty. I could understand her concern for the time, but she never was and never will be a waste of our time. Why would she even think like that?

Clark was willing to answer any of her questions and not concerned with the time. I loved Clark so much, we have always been in sync. I hope Celeste and Isaac will have the same sort of connection. Her first question was straight to the point. I don't know what Clark and Isaac spoke about and I am curious as to how much he told Celeste. It seemed that maybe he didn't tell her much, since all she knew was that she was in danger before she was born. Technically, before she was conceived, but I guess that is splitting hairs.

We gave her a quick rundown so she could have an idea of what we were dealing with and why her father felt it was necessary to hide her. Even though Isaac was close to my age, I still considered him to be a son to me. I wasn't lying when I told her how happy I was that they were mates. Her face was a bundle of emotions as I told her he was afraid of what we would think and that he was willing to reject her if we disapproved. I couldn't stop myself from telling her that she and Isaac always shared a special bond, and it started while she was still in the womb. I saw the pain on her face as I happily told her that he named her. I guess Isaac hadn't told her very much.

Clark had to tell her that he knew nothing of what was going on with her. Isaac kept her a well hidden secret from everyone. It made me wonder if I had searched through his mind, would Celeste have shown up front and center? I don't think he would let that happen, he would've fought me every step as I searched. I also knew Clark was keeping something from me, but I never pushed it. I hoped that one day I'd find out. I just never thought it would be this big and important. I cannot be mad at either of the two special men in my life for the actions they took to keep my Celeste safe and hidden. I do know that I need to thank Isaac, we owe him everything for keeping her safe from afar.

An awkward silence had fallen upon us and I didn't know what else to tell her. There are some things that can't be told outside here in the woods. Anyone could happen upon us. I broke the silence by mentioning Celeste's wolf. I smiled at how she lit up when speaking about Isaac. Of course, he would come up with a creative way to describe her. I don't think I could've come up with a better way to explain her colors and pattern. Isaac is the exact opposite. Well, he is older, so, but hey. It makes me wonder if that was a clue that they are yin and yang. I know that Yin is a symbol of femaleness, absorption, darkness, Earth, and passivity. While Yang is maleness, activity, penetration, heaven, and light. They together create harmony and balance. There are other definitions associated with yin and yang, but those seem to fit them.

Clark did tell her that she essentially was his opposite. Her furrowed brow told me that she had no idea what he was talking about. That made me wonder. Isaac never shifted with her? That was the only conclusion I had about her lack of knowledge about Isaac. Clark did ask if Isaac shifted with her. I was saddened as she shook her head from side to side, indicating he didn't. I wondered why? I didn't have to wonder too long. How was he not shifting for her protection? It hurt my heart to see her wondering why he never shifted with her. I did what any mother would do. I pulled her to me. It was an excuse to steal another hug. I felt she needed it too.

"You have loved him for a long time, haven't you?" I met Clark on a random day when he came in for coffee and I was working up front for once. But I can tell when another woman has loved a man for a long time. I couldn't understand her sad tears. It's like she was reading my mind and giving the answers to my unvoiced questions. She was upset. I'm sure he had thought about her feelings before telling her anything. The secrets he kept, he had no choice or my daughter would have suffered a horrible fate. Maybe not with Stanley, but I'm sure there were others. Besides, he won't take that seriously. I tried to reassure her that he would come back, that he knew she was upset. Clark joined us in our hug and I felt healed that our family was becoming complete once again.

I was surprised as Clark mentioned that he was going to start working on getting her home. How would that go? I don't think the Elders appreciate being fooled. What about Leena, that poor witch who has suffered. So many scenarios were dancing around in my head. Some good, some bad. It was the bad ones that stuck around. Clark would most definitely be punished for this. He could be stripped of his Alpha title, become disgraced. Excitement reigned over everything as I just wanted my daughter with her family where she belonged.

Celeste refused any help from Clark. Her adoptive parents left the house, and enough money that she would never have to work. I didn't realize how rich they truly were. She had Isaac and his team too. We swapped phone numbers. I don't think I could go a day without hearing her voice or texting her. I couldn't agree more with Clark, we are not letting go ever again. It was a short time, but I couldn't have asked for anything better.

We stayed embraced in another hug for a while. None of us wanted to let go just yet. After double checking if the numbers were correct, Clark and I shifted. We walked back to her, we didn't want her to be afraid of us in our alternate forms. She reached for both of us. I wanted her to come home with us now. I don't know if she saw the tear leave my eye, but hopefully the Elders don't go too hard on Clark.

"Goodbye, mom and dad. I love you. Thank you." We nuzzled her and left before I decided I wanted to stay until she could come home.