Jane, Elles mum.
I was twenty years old, dressed up, alone and tipsy at a bar. I'd been out with friends and ended up at a biker bar near my motel. With my ability, I was pretty fearless and dumb often getting myself into stupid situations. Being alone at a rowdy bar was nothing new to me. The bar was loud and busy just how I liked it. I lived a free and easy life, I'd left my pack for a year of travel with my friends, this was my last spit before Taking another sip of my whiskey I could feel eyes burning into me. I locked eye contact with biggest man I'd ever seen, dark skin, dark eyes, black slicked back hair and a leather jacket on. I couldn't make his face out due to the lights but I saw his flashy smile beautifully. I was instantly his. Moving so fast he swept me of my feet and sat me on the busy bar, Sliding his hands up my skirt. Nestling his bulge inbetween my legs. Not one person watched, all carried on drinking like we wasn't even there. I rolled with it enjoying the hot kisses on my neck, the smell of pine trees and honey on his skin and his fingers pulling my pants to the side. I was in trance and lost control of my body. He picked me up and carried me. The crowd separated letting him pass, I knew he must have been important and that intrigued me more. I wasn't a virgin but I wasn't the most experienced either. The small walk to the motel room was like slow motion, burying my face into his neck and tickling my tongue upto his ear. He kicked the door open whilst still holding me. He then gently placed me onto the bed, I started peeling of my clothes and moving seductively. I watched him unzip his zipper, his jeans dropping to the floor. His bulging hard on ready for me. The rest was a blur of passion. It was the most intense and mind blowing night of my life. We only separated from each other's flesh when a beeping broke our trance. Jumping up and pulling himself out of me, he got dressed and glanced my way. "Will you be ok? Iv got to run." Nodding at him, he vanished before I had chance to say bye. Laying there bemused, still throbbing from all the fun, I fell into a deep sleep.
My one night stand was a mystery and I hadn't seen him for months, by then a little bump had arisen on my tummy. Finding out I was pregnant was a complete shock. Having no parents and no support, it scared the life out of me but I made the decision to keep my baby. I had a very thin build at the time so my belly was always going to be prominent. I was strolling to the bar, my usual route home. I'd asked people around the area questions, hoping to see him again, I didn't know what to expect, just wanted him to know I was carrying his child. A screeching sound came from the side of me. A black Landrover pulled up, windows blacked out. He slowly got out and stood before me. Towering over my tiny frame, like a predator looking at prey, he looked me up and down. "Are you fucking joking me?! It was one night! I can't have a bastard child!" Hearing his voice made me weak but hearing his words filled me with anger and panic. I turned and ran instantly, I was pretty scared and my gut instinct must have kicked in I suppose. As soon as was in abit of forestry I turned invisible and did a U-turn back to the vehicle, wanting to know the who the fuck this guy was and why my child was a so bad. "Find her!" He shouted at the top of his voice. "My Luna will want to rip her throat out and kill the child. She HAS to get rid of that child, either she gets rid or I rip it out of her." Pointing to his guard, "the child will be the heir to the throne, my queen will not rest until both are buried. Find her beta before she does!" Slowly backing up, realising the severity of the situation I panicked and froze. He was already fucking mated. Was I his last fuck before settling down? Heir to the throne? I'd only gone and got pregnant to a fucking KING and his queen was CRAZY with the sounds of it.
I ran with all my might and I didn't look back once. I didn't stop running for ten years. Finally halting when news came that the king and queen had died in battle. I'd kept in contact with a few friends, keeping tabs on my home town and as the years went by I thought the royal assholes had given up the search. With my invisibility, we'd stayed in some beautiful homes over the years but no longer than a week. I took her all over the world, homeschooling at every opportunity. I was lonely at first, but as she got older, she became my best friend. Our stays got longer and longer though, staying a year in an abandoned mansion, always knowing that we'd have to leave at some point. Never fully settling, bags always packed for the next move. It wasn't a life for a little girl. I was packing up my stuff ready to move onto the next abandoned mansion when I realised I couldn't take this much longer. Elle had started asking questions and it was getting harder and harder to answer them. In that moment a text pinged on my phone, it was an old friend. Reading the words, I nearly fell into Elle, I couldn't believe it! The king and queen had died in battle! My body shook and I almost passed out, landing on the huge bed. The chances of them both dieing? What are the odds?! The thought of being able to go back home and finally settle, gave me shivers! Elle, standing with a bag in her hands looking at me confused. I pulled her into a hug. "It's time to go to our forever home baby, where I grew up!" Raising her head and looking at me with her big browns eyes, she had the cheekiest grin I'd ever seen, planting kisses all over her face, I knew what I had to do, it was finally time to go home.
Elle
"I didnt tell you about the fated mates because I thought you didn't need to know! How did I know your mate would be in this territory! it's against the odds that he'd be here, living in this neck of the woods." I wanted to tackle all this when your wolf appeared and here we are dealing with it" mum explained. "Stop holding back certain information mum! Anything else I need to know?!" "Well yes Elle there is, your father, he was an Alpha king." I sat down promptly. Turning 18 was a bigger deal than I thought. All this new information gathering in my head, aches and longing between my legs had me in a confused state. I just nodded and listened to mums story taking every detail in. Mum started poking me, asking if I was ok, not realising the story was over, I looked up and into her eyes. "I need some time to process mum, I need some space. Mum watched me as I sharply got up and stropped to my bedroom. This was enough for one day. I jumped into the shower and tried washing the negative energy from my body. Hand on my head, a little tear drop came from eye. So much had happened in the last 72 hours, I need to close my mind off. I chose my favourite book and started to read slipping into my quilts. I was so tired lately maybe my body needs rest. I fell to sleep shortly after.