Ceallaigh's POV:
Im not sure what the moon goddess has in store for me but whatever it is has got to be a fucking a joke. This woman might be my mate but I see the way she looks at me. She wants to cut my throat. There is not a singular soft tone in her expression. I thought meeting my destined mate would be like a sweet melody, a soft touch and unmistakable recognition between two souls, not whatever the fuck this is.
Im not the one for hopeless romance but the livelihood of the pack rest on my shoulders. I am cursed and my pack is cursed. No one knows of course except my Beta.
A curse that I had no idea about until the day my father died. I thought it was horse shit until it began. The weakening of my pack. The fewer and fewer amount of pups being born each year. The Seer said that a curse was brought onto my father because of a deal he made. The curse took his life before he could make it right, now its my burden to carry. I've been looking for the cure forever.
Its dark magic that even the Seer of my pack can not see past.
My father told me before he passed that my pup would break the curse. He said I had to have a pup with my fated mate, that my fated mate was going to be someone special that cured the curse and birthed the strongest Lycan we have ever had in history. How he knew that our union would heal the land, I could not tell you.
All I know is she is my mate and my pack rest in the palm of her hands. I will try and get her to fall for me, I cant let her leave the perimeter of the pack or we might parish. I also can not let her know my predicament because I barely know her and not to mention she was commissioned to kill me.
As I sit at my office desk I put my head in my hands. "What a mess" I muttered to myself.
I came here to get some work done and give her a little privacy but I can not concentrate on anything except her round plump lips, dark curls that cascades down her back not to mention her curves.
I slam my fist on the table.
"Mark mate" Onix says
I fight control with him for a second.
"We can not risk scaring her Onix" I say through gritted teeth. "Sit back, let me handle this, I've never had a woman tell me no." Although she does seem different than the other woman in the Capital. Woman are woman right?
Fuck, her curves were so intoxicating. When she was running from me in the woods the back of the hospital gown showed off her round butt.
I feel a painful pressure and I look down.
I was so hard it was pressing against my pants and causing actual pain.
Groaning I bring my head back. Looking at the ceiling.
'What am I going to do?' I think to myself.
And for the first time Onix has nothing to say. The one time I feel nervous of how a female will perceive me and hes silent.
I mean yes I need to her to help whatever it is that killed my father, but it was more than that. I saw the green shade in her eyes brighten up just slightly when I finally caught up with her. The way she clenched her thighs to keep me from smelling her arousal. It drove me crazy. I didnt know the first thing about her but every single thing about her was perfect. I've never had a woman put me on my ass before. Granted I was somewhat distracted but still, I have fought in countless battles not to mention I am the Lycan king. The strongest specimen not only in the southern regions but I can almost bet in all the regions. I have yet to find a opponent that can take me down. My speed, strength and my rapid healing abilities make me nearly impossible to touch.
My father was the same way. I looked up to him. This curse he told me about just before he passed, has only left me with more questions. He left the house to get answers and when he came back he was a shell of the man he once was. He was only gone for two weeks so how he went from a large incontrol Lycan King to the man he was when he came back is a mystery. He died in three days after his return. His muscle growth had deteriorated to about half the size and he stayed sleeping most of the time.
The couple of times he woke up he spoke incoherently. One thing he kept saying though was "she will come, she will save us."
He looked right at me "you must carry an heir my boy." I still remember him grabbing my shirt and pulling my face up to his, so only I can hear him. "Pride will be your undoing, love can only get you so far, when you're unsure of your choosing, questions may only be answered by the star." I had no idea what it ment at the time nor do I know what it means now.
When he spoke that to me I remembered the look in his eyes. He also mumbled some other stuff but I didnt understand. I knew right then he was lost. The Seer came and couldn't get a read on him. Something powerful was blocking her powers. She only said that her vision was blurry that she saw a woman giving birth and the curse being lifted. I didnt believe her. I thought she had something to do with my father's death. It wasnt until I saw the affect of the curse myself that I believed something dark had took place over my family and pack. Female lycans started miscarrying and people started having slower healing times.
No one has questioned the changes in the pack but if it keeps persisting then people will ask questions. That I have no doubt.
Then all of a sudden I hear a knock on the door.
"Come in" I say, getting out of my thoughts.
"Theres been a disturbance on the eastern boarder, Ceallaigh" Tatum my Beta said.
I stand "Well, what are we waiting for." I say grabbing my jacket off the back of my chair, heading out.