The chosen mate

In a luxurious room of a castle, a man was lying on the bed covered with silk bed sheets and a silk blanket covering him up to his waist. His hands were clenched into tight fists, sweat covering his forehead. He appeared disturbed in his sleep, in an attempt to grab onto something but failed. He was having a nightmare.

He jolted awake from his sleep, breathing deeply. He always seemed to wake up when he was about to see the girl's face. His balled up fists hit the bed hard in frustration and he growled loudly. He always believed his dream is related to his mate because he always felt a piercing pain in his heart as if it was being has ripped into many pieces, when he was unable to see her face.

He wished countless times, wanting his dream to extend a little longer until he saw her face but all he could ever see was the long wavy hazel brown hair that flowed down the girl's back. Sitting on the bed, he ran his hand through his hair, sighing deeply, "Why do I always have to wake up at the crucial moment, when she is about to turn around. Damn it!!!"

This man was the "Great Alpha King" of the werewolf kingdom. He was known to be the only heir to the throne of the Reed family, Easton Reed. He was famous in the human world as the great business tycoon, the only owner of "Reed Company and Industries". He was the renowned and the most eligible bachelor, every girl dreamt to be with him but the world was unaware of his true personality.

Easton is one hundred and eighty eight cms tall, twenty five years of age with a well built god gifted body, fair complexion, grey eyes, dark brown hair and thin pink lips. It would not be wrong to call him a Greek God with his goddamn facial features. He had been dreaming this particular dream for the last 5 years since he was 20.

It's like he forgot a very important part of his memory and life and he couldn't recall it no matter what due to a sudden accident that happened 5 years back. He was in a coma for three long months after that incident. After waking up, nothing seemed to have changed but he always felt a certain part of his memory was still missing.

He investigated to his best to find out the real reason behind the incident, but all the proof pointed to the same conclusion that the driver of the truck which hit his car was drunk driving which resulted the accident.

Since that incident, he and his wolf lost their power to detect their mate's scent and the reason behind it, was unknown.

He consulted the royal witch about the issue but she couldn't detect any trace of drugs in his system which prevented him from smelling his mate. He came to learn about this issue a few years back when he tried to find his mate but realized that he was unable to, which was inevitably related to that fateful and horrible accident.

He sighed for the hundredth time thinking about all of these, even though he was the "Great Alpha King"of the werewolf kingdom, one of the strongest among all, still he was helpless when it came to fate which orchestrated his life events.

He felt lonely not only for himself but also for his wolf, "Jack" because now they could only detect their mate's smell on the night of the full moon, which was very surprising at the same time but he was equally glad. He and his wolf have tried their level best to use that one night but guess what destiny would never always be in one's favor.

Most of the time he couldn't control his wolf, oh... he was not a normal wolf to begin with, he was a Lycan, a big burly and dangerous black Lycan with fascinating silver grey eyes. On the night of full moon, he would be desperate to find his mate resulting in unimaginable consequences because he would literally go on a hunting spree without caring about anyone or anything and the ultimate weapon to control him would be the "wolfsbane."

Easton was always reluctant to hurt his Lycan but what could he do, he was the King of the werewolf kingdom and it's his responsibility to protect his own people. He and his Lycan had always been on edge because of their mate to the point that they were nearly losing it. Hitting the bed hard he exclaimed being annoyed, "Where are you?? Have I been blessed by a mate or am I cursed to not have one??"

Feeling extremely angry, his eyes started changing color alerting him of Jack's attempt to take control. He calmed himself down by taking several deep breaths. Nowadays, Jack had been so frustrated at him that he had been avoiding Easton completely, only surfacing himself on the full moon's night in his attempt to find their mate because Easton always tried to control him using wolfsbane.

People are terrified of Jack especially on the night of full moon because he literally gets changed into a beast, ready to tear everyone up. "I probably won't be able to sleep now", he murmured and got off the bed deciding to go for a run into the woods to calm the turmoil and rage inside him.

Later that morning, inside the court room sitting high above everyone he looked at the court people below with his parents seated on either side, the session began and the matter was undoubtedly related about his mate which changed his aura into freezing cold.

The ministers and his parents had long been suggesting him to mate with a female wolf of some pack because the kingdom was in dire need of the "Luna Queen". He did not understand their logic when he had been managing everything fine until now so why cant they let him wait for his mate patiently and peacefully?? It was the same discussion again that day, not only was he angry but Jack also was on his edge growling inside him trying to surface.

"Are they even my people?? Do they respect me as their king?? Why are they not thinking about my happiness?? How can they not understand I will not be happy with anyone except my mate?? Everyone has a mate, he also has been blessed by the moon goddess it's just that he has not found her yet!!!", thought Easton with his gaze fixed piercingly on his subordinates.