Chapter 9: Alpha And Promises.

                                    

                                          


"Mother?" I saw a faint image of a woman moving in front of me. It was all blurry. We stood amidst a large garden, flowers were everywhere depicting harmony and peace. The image was blurry but the smile was too overly familiar to forget....I ran towards her and hugged her, her tears falling on my shoulder. 
                          
"Mother" I whispered again, this time tasting the salt of my tears. Slowly her beautiful face came into focus and her I touched her, kissing her forehead and hugging her tighter. My body was shaking slightly, I missed her....so much.... "Shemi" she whispered caressing my forehead, my wolf searching for her smell crazily. But I couldn't find any smell..... I looked at her and she only smiled.
                          
 "Only the living have a scent my dear we dead don't" "oh mother, I missed you so much" "don't cry my child. We're happy here" "where's father? Can I see him?" Her face saddened. "No my child I'm afraid not. You aren't dead yet...." My hands held her so tightly that I was afraid she'd disappear. "Is this a mere dream then?" If it were a dream I'd never wake up. Never. My voice was full of grief and sorrow, tears washing my face. 
                          
"Something more than a dream Shemi and something very far away from reality. I came here to warn you about something you aren't aware of" "about what mother?" Her hand reached for my cheek and she pulled me close. "Destiny is something you cannot avoid. Your fate is tied to the fate of Odin. This full moon night your world will crumble, history shall repeat itself. Be strong my dear...." Everything was fading, pain starting to cloud my vision..... "Mother! Mother!"
                          
  "Esméralda" I heard voices call me. My body was humming with pain, I was light headed and my vision was blurry. Tears fell from my eyes, my body shaking. Fear is superior to all.....I felt cooing whispers in my ear, calling my name out, telling me it's ok, hand gently caressing my cheek. I trembled clutching onto my mates shirt, my heartbeat insane. I cried, my body shaking violently this time.....letting it all sink in. His arms were secured around mine shielding me from the reality....letting me cry. 
                          
It took more than a full minute for me to realize that I was on our bed, my body snuggled close to his, my heartbeat still paranoid. His family surrounded us, the door closed. I couldn't look at anyone or anything.......Zac's image kept crawling in my mind......The way he touched my body.....he....he ruined me for my mate.....I bit my lips crying harder. I felt his body shaking with rage, groaning with anger, disparity and sorrow. 
                          
"I'm sorry" his voice was almost a whisper, as if he was crying. His lips were pressed onto my forehead trying to calm me down, electricity pacifying through our bodies, I could feel it while his hand ran through my hair. I held his arm to my chest with both my hands like my life depended upon it. "Esméralda" I heard a lady call me out. I refused to look at anyone, I buried my head into his chest, trying to steady my cries..... I felt her breathe in and out.
                          
 "I think it's best we leave" I felt them get up. "I'll send something for her to eat" she said closing the door behind her. I shut my eyes tight, my mind recalling the voice. It stabbed my ears. I felt him move and I only held his arms tighter. "No" my voice was mere whisper, low and shaking. He swallowed the lump in his throat, bringing a quilt closer to my shaking body....holding me close for warmth. "I'm sorry" he whispered again more to himself this time and held me close to him as I cried. 
                          
We stayed like that for ages, him providing me comfort from the reality....His hand took my bruised hand and lifted it, looking at it. His eyes traveled to my shoulder then my lips....his wolf was snarling angrily, cannines demanding blood for hurting his mate, blue in his eyes disappearing with gradual replacement of black.... 
                          
"I killed him" his voice was stern, mad rage dripping from his voice. "Wh-what?" my voice was uneven....almost I recognizable because of all the crying. "I killed him and left him on the grass. I didn't even turn to look at him once" I opened my lips but no sound came out and my eyes backed up......losing my grip on him.....his eyes were static....they held no guilt.