Wolf Bond

Since the moment I have returned home, all I feel is the emptiness inside me. It seems like a part of me is left behind.

I did not want to meet Donovon before leaving as I did not have the courage to say goodbye. Thankfully, he was not in the house when I left Silvercreek to come back to my pack.

However, from the time I have left his territory, a hollow feeling is settled inside my chest.

I am happy to see my family and to be back with them, but there is also aching inside my heart caused by being away from him.

Maybe this ache will be soothed by the love of my mate. He is going to fill the emptiness in my heart with his love.

Because that is what I have heard, your mate can take away all your pain with their love. I pray my mate’s love is powerful enough to remove the traces of love for Donovon from my heart.

How I wish this is just an attraction, not love, but I know it better.

My mind is clouded with his thoughts, consumed by the feelings that encase my heart when he is around.

Swallowing, I take a deep breath comforting myself with the familiar smell of my home.

I keep my eyes closed as my room’s door opens and small footsteps near my bed. The sweet smell of innocence and cotton candy fills my room as the little invader quietly crawls inside my blanket, making their way to me.

I open my eyes when I feel a small head on my arm, and a body curled up against me, making me genuinely smile for the first time since I have come back home.

“Vee...” Noah, James, three years old, grins at me and snuggles into my chest.

James found his mate when he had turned nineteen. She actually fell into his arms.

Michelle was visiting her cousin in our pack and fell from the tree while trying to climb on the highest branch. James was waiting for someone when he heard her scream and quickly caught her in his arms.

“Hey...” I hug him and place a kiss on his head as my heart fills with warmth for my nephew.

“Vee... I missed you.” He pouts then kisses my cheek.

“I missed you too.” I sigh as I remember how much Ian reminded me of Noah.

“Tonight, Vee’s birthday.” He places his little hands on the side of my face, almost squishing my face, as his eyes lit with excitement.

It is a tradition in our pack to celebrate our birthday on birthday eve. So the person whose birthday is will cut their cake exactly when the clock strikes twelve. And begin their year with happiness.

So, it is my birthday eve tonight, for which everyone is really excited. Especially this little guy beside me, probably, due to the idea of having lots and lots of cake.

“Yes...” I manage to say then laugh when he started explaining his plans for my birthday party.

According to him, all the guests have to bring gifts for him on my birthday as he is my favorite.

“Okay, why do not we take a nap before the party?” I move the hair away from his forehead, which keeps on falling over his head.

He will not sleep now then he will be cranky at night. He is an early riser and wakes up before the sun comes out so that he can say good morning to the sun.

“Okay.” He quickly agrees as he settles beside me and places his arm around me.

It does not take very long for him to fall asleep. Probably, he got tired after keeping everyone on their toes since morning.

I smile at him while gently stroking his back when he mumbles something in sleep, and his lips turn into a cute pout.

"Is Noah with you?" Michelle mind links me.

"Yes, I have put him to sleep."

"This little devil... he forced me to play hide and go seek with him, and I have been searching all around the house for one hour." She groans as I quietly laugh, ”He even hid his clothes everywhere to confuse me. Sometimes, I wish I find the person who taught him this... I will make them eat James’ cooked scrambled eggs."

Well, this is something that I should blame myself for as I taught him this thing. Not that I will accept in front of anyone. Neither Noah he will reveal my name as we hid a serious pinky promise.

I cringe thinking about James’ horrible cooking. Once, we even found eggshells in his burnt scrambled egg.

I will suggest to James that he should add his cooked meal as part of the torture treatment given to prisoners.

When I come out of the shower, I find a beautiful midnight blue color lace dress is placed on my bed, beside which a box is also placed.

Running my hand through the fabric of the dress, I pick up the box and open it.

A small smile appears on my face when my eyes land on a single diamond drop necklace.

Placing the necklace on the bed, I pick up the dress and walk inside the walk-in closet to change into it.

When I walk outside, Jenna is waiting for me with a wide grin on her face.

“Sit here and relax.” Jenna makes me sit on the bed and places make-up beside me, “I am going to do your hair and make-up.”

As the time is nearing, I am feeling the excitement about turning eighteen. Maybe next year I will celebrate my birthday with my mate.

This thought brings a smile to my face and relief that the burdening feeling inside my chest is slowly fading away.

I laugh when the soft bristles of the brush tickle my skin as she applies blush to my cheeks.

“How much I missed your laugh.” She pinches my cheek as she looks at me fondly.

Jenna is not only my friend but more like a sister to me. She is James’ beta’s sister, so we all grew up in the same house. I still remember how annoyed she was when James’ was given the Alpha title and her brother became the beta. She had her eyes on the beta position.

But technically, ten years old can’t be made beta, so James’ consoled her by making her my beta.

Since then, she is taking her duty of being my beta seriously. When she shifted, she started her training as a warrior of our pack, and now she is one of the best warriors of our pack have.

On the other hand, I mostly train with James’ or either with her because others go soft on me as they think they can easily hurt me with their werewolf strength as I have not shifted yet.

But only a few people know that I can easily channelize my wolf’s strength in my human form.

“Are you excited to finally be able to recognize your mate?” She asks as she applies eyeliner to my left eye.

“I will only be able to recognize him if he will be around me.” I sigh, as the scenario of him being someone from far goes through my mind, “What if he is not from here and we will not be able to meet each other for years.”

“Why can’t you think that what if he is someone who is around you... or someone who you know?” She places her hand on my shoulder, “If he is not from here, or someone from far, far away, then, you and I, we will both go on an adventure quest to look for him,” she suggests, lightly laughing.

“Maybe I will also find my mate while we are looking for yours.” She shrugs.

She is nineteen but has not found her mate yet. Maybe she is right a trip with her to look for our mates does not sound bad at all.

“Okay, now you are ready to step into your eighteenth year with a bang.” Crossing her arms, she steps back, looking at me with a smug look.

She is the one who taught me everything about make up so I do not have even the slightest doubt that I will be looking anything less than perfect.

Standing in front of the mirror, I grin, looking at my reflection as I look lovely.

She did my make-up in a way that I still look myself but yet different. She has especially focused on my eyes makeup, which is something I hardly do.

“I love me.” I laugh as I turn to look at her as she waits expectantly for my reaction.

After leaving my hair in natural waves, she puts the necklace around my neck.

“Damn, girl, your mate will go crazy looking at you.” She whistles.

“Anyone will go crazy looking at me.” I wink and joke as I twirl once, showing her my dress.

“I forget to tell you Alpha Whitmore will not be able to attend your birthday.” She reapplies her lipstick as she looks at me through the mirror.

My heart drops a little hearing this, but I do not let this spoil my mood, which has just turned better.

“It is okay.” I smile, “I just hope my mate shows up and makes my eighteenth birthday truly special.”