Chapter Seventy – They have mates.
(At the Blue Moon Pack)
When a werewolf identifies their mate, the mate bond between them becomes active.
But in the case human-werewolf mates, only when the humans are aware of who their mate is, can there be any mate bond.
Alpha Red hasn’t seen it quite before. And had expected to see it between Scott and Lydia. Scott tarrying on telling Lydia she was his mate would only tarry the mate bonding.
He found what he was looking for, rather, in Margaret.
If Scott’s information to him were correct, then she was acting under the mate bond from the dark energy.
Only that her mate wasn’t a true werewolf and the mate bond was from a dark energy. He wasn’t really sure if that counts.
He understood better why the energy was trying to bond with the gem. They both had roots from werewolves.
The dark energy gem, infect non-werewolves souls with it’s dark energy making them werewolves by heart. They couldn’t transform.
While the gem Scott held, could grant the full transformation. Turning them to possible Lycan wolfs.
It was good the King caught hold of himself before the transformation or not even Red Mountains could not have be able to stop him.
The dark energy was from the soul of a Rogue Lycan wolf who wanted to be the only werewolf that existed.
Who could have known that a century long evil had been want was after them all the while!
Alpha Red, walked closer to Margaret. She had been sitting alone, looking at one direction, the path to dark dynasty.
“Hey”.
She turned to him and smiled, “Oh, Alpha Red. Thanks for your hospitality so far”.
He nodded, “And thanks to you, the war is over”.
She shook her head, “Not me, the King had just realized. The dark energy made him do some really bad things so he doubted himself”.
“Still, he may have realized as it controlled him, but finding it was turning him to wolf was because he found his mate. Thanks to you”.
Margaret wasn’t getting it. Was the mate stuff a fake them? All created by the dark energy?
Alpha Red patted her shoulders and left. Han was immediately replaced by her side with a grin, she smiled at him.
“Hey, thanks for holding on at that palace. I’m grateful for what you did for me”.
She ruffled his hair, “You said that when I came. I know you’re grateful, for someone who usually isn’t” she chuckled.
And she did live well in the palace, well the first days were well. The King was trying to endure her taunts and he was doing well.
She almost got tired of taunting him and was bonding well with Anya till the dark energy came. Or till perhaps she pushed it to it’s highest point.
“I hear from Scott that you found your mate. It’s kinda bad news since it’s the King but I’m glad all my sisters found mates now” Han shrugged.
Margaret watched him carefully. She couldn’t decipher what mates he was talking about. Did that happen while she was away?
She was still thinking on how to tell her sisters that she found a mate and Han was saying they already had theirs.
“Oh, right” Han gasped when his sister still gave him the ‘have you post your mind’ look. She probably didn’t know what he knew.
So he shared. She had her own mate so she shouldn’t mind if her sisters had too. Only her mate was the least appealing.
Margaret stood from her seat. So Lydia has always been Scott’s mate? And Jackson too?
He was vocal about it but she and her sisters had ignored it as they didn’t know what it meant exactly.
“If Lydia was Scott’s mate why did he marry all of us and not just her?” she grumbled. But to be fair, she asked for the marriage not Lydia.
Had she been a bonus, she and Evelyn? That must have been why he treated her better at the beginning. And wouldn’t he tell her?
So now that Evelyn had her own werewolf husband and Lydia has one as well, what happens to her? She’s left behind, wasn’t she?
“You aren’t offended, are you?” Han had been studying her expressions. They didn’t seem very pleased.
It shouldn’t be much of a good news that her sisters had been mass to werewolves when she wasn’t.
So far he knew, they always shared the same fate. But it shouldn’t be a bad news either.
“Well, I guess our husband had always belonged to one person all the while” she sulked visibly.
“Your mate is a King. And now, he is no longer an enemy!” Han cheered to make her feel better. He reflected on his words and they sounded off.
“Being an Alpha is like being a King. No difference. I even prefer Werewolf Kings. They’re hotter” Margaret smiled a bit.
Han smiled back, “Fate has different plans for everyone. Just be glad things fell in place”.
They stayed in quietness afterwards. A figure jumped in front of them. It was the Blue Moon Luna, wearing a scowl.
Margaret immediately rolled her eyes, “Yes. My sister did say we won’t be coming here for help. But here we are. Just deal with it”.
The Luna gave her signature sassy hair flip, “Yes, you guys ate your words. But what did you say about my husband being hot?”.
Margaret looked at Han, stunned. She tried thinking bad at their conversation. When did they say that?
Or was she just being in secure? If she said such, it was fact anyway. Her husband was the second hottest werewolf she knew.
“Don’t give me the ‘she’s just insecure look’ cos I know what I heard. You should know your place around…”.
“Oh, oh, oh, she didn’t call your husband hot. She just said Werewolf Kings were hot. It was a random comment” Han interrupted.
The Luna paused her speech, reminiscing on what she heard, “Oh, that”.
Margaret copied her sassy hair flip, “You are still a bit insecure anyway. Someone saying your husband is hot, is nothing but facts”.
The Luna gave a judgy look that Han couldn’t help laugh at. They heard horse neighs coming so the siblings ran to meet Evelyn.
The eldest sister wrapped her hands around Han as he plunged on her, she noticed Margaret and ran towards her.
Margaret stopped her, “Why’s your face beet red?”.
Like she had been blushing profusely. Jackson wrapping a thick cloak around her made Margaret get a hang of what’s happening.
So whether her sisters knew they had mates or not, the werewolves heard were already prioritizing them.