The Fated Prophecy

Chapter Two

Alpha Clark's POV

I am the Alpha of Full Moon Pack. My name is Clark Matthews. Alpha Clark Matthews. I became Alpha at 19 after my father passed away in an attack on our pack. My mother his mate almost died in my arms when she felt him die. She has not been herself since. I do worry for her often. I have been lucky enough to find my mate. Isobel. My Luna, my wife, my one and only. She was 18 and I was 27 when we first met. I will admit the age gap concerned me. I believe in the Moon Goddess, so I have to trust her. Myself and my people have worked and fought hard to make the pack what it is. Most of it happened after I found my Luna she made us stronger with all the outside businesses and her leadership skills. We are known to be ruthless. Well I am known to be ruthless. With good cause. Within my pack I am fair and considerate for all. I do work outside the pack with my businesses. I own a few coffee shops, some retail stores, a few high profile nightclubs that require membership only, and I own a bank.

After my Luna came along I put the money that my father had to good use and my Luna talked me into these ventures. She is very good almost like she could see the future. She's my lucky charm.

*FLASHBACK*

I met Isobel ironically enough in a coffee shop in a human town. I walked in and the smell of fresh cut roses caught my attention. I looked around and I didn't see anyone. The scent was strong. I fought the urge to run around the coffee shop just to find her. I stepped up the counter, I am next in line.

"Hey, Isobel, I have to check something in the back can you take the register?" A small blonde says while I'm at the counter ready to order getting a little impatient.

I see a female about 5'7 auburn hair and striking green eyes walk over.

"Hello, welcome to Jenny's coffee shop what can I get you handsome?" She says this with a huge smile and then she looks up. Her eyes go wide. She caught my scent.

"MINE." I say low with a growl. Thank the Goddess that it was busy in here today.

"Wh....Wh....What do you mean?" She looks scared. I can sense she's a she-wolf. I can see the fire in her eyes when she looks at me.

I stare confused. Does she not know? Can she not feel the pull of the mate bond? All these things are running through my mind. I want to pull her over the counter and kiss her. Show her. I pull myself out of whatever the f*ck is going on. "I'll have a large coffee black, four sugars and a coffee roll please." I pay and leave walking to the next counter for my coffee and pastry.

I grab my order and walk out to my Jeep. I decided to walk around the shop and notice that there are cars in the back. Two of them have their windows open. I smell the fresh cut roses coming from the blue Chevy Beretta. It's a cute little car. Not my style, but hey not my car. I walk back to my Jeep and pull around back and wait for her.

Five o'clock rolls around and I think I may leave and come back another time. But my wolf Harvey is freaking out telling me to stay.

"She's our MATE!"  He screams in my head.

"Harvey I know this. I smelled the fresh cut roses. In that car too. It must be hers the scent is extremely strong."

"We wait, Clark."

"Yes, we will wait a little longer."

Isobel's POV

Last night was the worse night of my life. I came home early from my second job at the nightclub and I was dead tired, but I was excited to get to spend the next few days with my fiancé. Finally time off from that place. I want to surprise him so I grab some dinner even though it's late he will eat anytime day or night and some wine. I quietly slip the key into the door locks and open them with little sound. I open the door and the lights are off. He must be in bed already. It's only eleven. Hmm. I place everything on the table in our apartment. I heard something. I stopped and listened. I am a she-wolf after all. Too bad I can't tell Tim yet he might just freak out. There are no werewolves here, which surprised me. I mean they come in and leave, but none actually live here besides me that I know of. I listen and I could swear I hear moaning. I tip toe to our room and the door is open enough for me to peek in. My eyes widen at what is taking place. My best friend of six years, Erica is riding my fiancé while he's grabbing her t*ts. I watch because I don't know what else to do.

She hops off and starts sucking his d*ck. "F*ck, Erica, I wish Isobel sucked on me like you do."

"Shut up I don't want to hear her name. I've only been really close to her these past few years to get to you."

"You know I love her she just can't or won't have s*x with me. She does other things but not like you. F*ck." He says as she takes him all the way.

"You don't love her. If you did..." Erica gets back on top and slides onto him. "You wouldn't be f*cking the s**t out of me." She laughs.

"It's not funny. I do love her." He looks angry?

Next thing I see he throws her off of him.

 "What the f*ck Tim?" He flips her on her stomach pulls her hips up and rams into her. She screams in pleasure? He just keeps going and I noticed there are no condom wrappers. We have them just in case I was ready.

How long has this been going on? I thought. Does he want to just f*ck me like that? I know he doesn't love me, he wouldn't be doing this if he did. I can't turn away. Why? My heart is breaking the more I watch this. Three years I wasted. We did other things, but I just couldn't bring myself to do... that. I wanted to wait. I know it sounds silly, but I wanted to wait until my wedding night.

"I'm going to c*m." Erica screams.

"Hold on I'm almost there."

"F*ck. Harder Tim harder." He obliges and next thing I see and hear they both org*sm at the same time.

He pulls out and flops over on his back. Erica still had her a** in the air for all to see her most private parts. While Tim's c*m is dripping out. Yuck. She slumps on her belly.

"F*ck, Tim that was awesome. See, why can't we be together? We are perfect for each other."

"You need to shower and get dressed. I need to change the sheets and shower myself. Then we can go and watch a movie and wait for Isobel."

"I can't believe the stupid b*tch hasn't figured us out yet. I mean f*ck its been two years we've been banging. By the way are you going to tell her I'm pregnant?"

"You're not even sure yet. I don't know why I still f*ck you. You lied to me about being on the pill. I could have bought more condoms she would have never known."

I cover my mouth, tears want to shed, but they just can't fall. Is this my fault? All because I didn't want to have s*x? Two years? I've been working two jobs while he can barely keep one. Is this what he's been doing while claiming to search for work? I hear the shower turn on.

I leave the door and oh so quietly grab plates, glasses, and utensils. I slowly take the food out and make our plates. I don't do the wine yet, because popping the cork might make too much noise. I pull the chair out and I sit and wait for them.

I left the lights off so he wouldn't know I was home. After twenty minutes they walk out holding hands. Not seeing me. I stay still and quiet just watching. They sit on the couch with no lights on yet. Tim grabs the TV remote and turns it on. The TV lights the room just enough so I can see Tim holding Erica.

"What the f*ck?" Tim yells and jumps up off the couch pushing Erica away when he sees me sitting there at the kitchen table.

Erica looks over too. "Isobel. Hey, I just stop..."

I cut her off." You just stopped by to f*ck my fiancé for the past two years? How's that baby coming along?" The looks they gave me. They know I knew. I used their own words.

"Isobel. Please I can explain." Tim is begging. He knows Erica can't take care of him financially like I can.

I yank the engagement ring off my finger and whip it at Erica. "I think this belongs to you wh*re. Both of you, get your f*cking s**t and get out of my house. NOW!" I practically roared. I had to keep it in they don't know what I am.

They both were shocked, but they do as they are told. Tim still begging but my rage is so much I don't hear a word he's saying. I just stare not saying another word. Finally after fifteen minutes they are gone. I get up and lock the door. I need to change the locks tomorrow.

The next morning I get up after sleeping on the couch. I just couldn't sleep in that bed, not after what I saw. Ugh I need a new bed. I make myself get up shower and dress. I look in the mirror I think I'm pretty. I'm 5'7 with auburn hair and green eyes. I love my eyes they are my best feature. I think. As I smile to myself.

I leave for work in my Chevy Beretta I love this car. I arrive at the coffee shop half an hour early. To be honest I didn't want to be in that house. I need to move.

I walk in and we are jammin'. "Isobel, oh my God you are here early Mya didn't come in and didn't call either." Christine says to me.

"I need to be here. I need to be busy." I grab my apron and get to work.

"Something you want to talk about sweetie?" Christine is awesome she's always worried about me. She also never liked Tim. How am I going to tell her what he has done?

I sigh. "Maybe later Christine." She just smiles. I think she already knows.

As I'm working I pick up this scent of fresh cut grass and honeysuckle. Weird I think. I push it away and keep working. The scent only got stronger. I take a quick look, but I don't see anyone. My mind is just f*cking with me. I'm too sensitive today.

Christine calls to me "Hey, Isobel, I have to check something in the back can you take the register?" I walk on over. I know there is a man standing there, but I am looking down. Again the smell.

I just ignore it and say to the gentleman. "Hello, welcome to Jenny's coffee shop what can I get you handsome?" With a smile I looked up at him. I faltered, I felt my eyes bulge.

No it can't be. A werewolf. His aura is powerful I can feel it. I feel scared. But I feel desire and a fire in me. The mate bond maybe? I heard of this, but I am an outcast a rogue if you will. I can't be mated to someone powerful. Can I? No I can't.

"MINE." He says low with a growl. Thank the Goddess that it was busy in here today and no one heard him.

"Wh....Wh....What do you mean?" I say. I don't know what to say.

He snaps out of it and orders a large coffee with four sugars and a coffee roll. He pays and leaves. I am somewhat relieved when he walked away. That was close.

My wolf is worked up though. "What the hell Isobel?" I excuse myself when Christine comes back.

In the bathroom. "Callie seriously I can't talk to you at work. Why are you so worked up anyway?"

"MATE! That sexy man is our mate."

"No, Callie. Did you feel his aura. He must be an Alpha. There is no way the Moon Goddess would do something like that to him. He will reject us."

"He would have done it right there. I'm sure he can smell what we are." She's right, but Tim. Last night. I can't do this, jump from one man to another.

"ISOBEL! HE'S OUR MATE!" She screams in my head. I block her out and go back to work. I'm off at five o'clock, but I don't want to go home. What am I going to do?

Alpha Clark's POV

"Harvey we are leaving." I say to him.

"Wait five more minutes. I feel her she's coming out. Sniff I smell her too." He was right I could smell the roses. I chuckle to myself. Smell the roses. HA.

The back door opens and the little blonde walks out first, then fresh cut roses.

I hop out of my Jeep and just stare. She stops. Looking at me. Confusion in her eyes. Why?

"Isobel? Are you ok? Do you know this guy?" The little blonde says.

"Ya, Christine I'm fine. I met this gentleman a little while ago inside. He asked if he could see me after work." She says to the little blonde whose name is Christine.

"Isobel. Beautiful." Harvey says. I have to agree. While I'm taking her in I hear this.

"What about Tim?" Christine asks. My eyes are darkening with jealousy. She has someone already.

"Christine, I was going to tell you." She stops. What was she going to tell her? "Tim has been f*cking Erica for two years and she's pregnant." Christine is speechless. Her eyes bulging out of her head.

"Isobel. Oh My God. What the f*ck? How did you find out?" Christine yells.

Isobel sighed. I didn't like hearing that from my mate. She proceeded. "I got off work early from the nightclub. I picked up dinner and wine." She stopped. She was struggling I could see the pain in her eyes.

"I will break this a**hole into pieces. He hurt our mate." Harvey is furious. As am I.

"I snuck in the apartment. The lights were off. I assumed he was sleeping. It was only eleven, but still. I heard a noise. I walked to our bedroom and the door was open just enough for me to see." She's starting to cry. I just want to go over there and make her forget, comfort her, lay kisses upon her full plump lips.

"Isobel, what did you see?" Christine presses her. I don't like that.

"Erica was on top and he was grabbing her breasts. Then she got off of him and started sucking you know where." She's embarrassed talking about this. Is it me?

"Tim told her that he wished I was as good at that as she was. She told him not too speak my name. He did things to her that I could never do. It's my fault. Two years and now she's pregnant. Christine why was I so selfish? If I had just had s*x with him things would be ok." She is full on crying now. I want to console her make it better.

Christine speaks. "F*ck that. Isobel you wanted to wait for your special day. There is nothing wrong with that or you for that matter. I told you I didn't like him. I can guarantee he would still be f*cking that sl*t even if you were having s*x with him."

I didn't know what to say or do at that point. I was stunned and elated at the same time. Did she really wait?  I love her already even if she doesn't or can't love me yet. I will not give up.