Lycan's Mate (His Claim) Chapter 100

Fiona's POV

The lukewarm water cascaded down my bare back, instantly relaxing my now shaking form, as flashes of last night kept creeping up in the back of my mind. The Black Forest Pack greeting me with tight, yet reassuring, smiles; finding out that Sara was soon going to be a mother; Cicilia's harsh words..

My body froze in place as her words repeated once more in my mind. You will always be a human

I looked down at my pale hands, seeming almost translucent under the sunlight that entered the small window to my left. They looked microscopic and thin, frail even, due to the lack of nutrition I have been neglecting my body for the past 2 years. And yet, staring down at them reminded me of just that, how ultimately weak I truly was. As much as I tried to convince myself last night that everything was truly alright, that things will fall into place and go back to being normal, I couldn't shake the negative thoughts that consumed my mind

How could I, a mere human, become the next Luna of such a strong and powerful pack? Cicilia was right, no one would even think or even remotely consider choosing a human to lead a pack of werewolves. I was already vulnerable enough as it was!

I let out a long and heavy sigh, leaning against the cool tiles beside me as I watched droplets of water make their way down the length of the wall. Who am I kidding, I should have never come back to begin with. The best thing that I had done for this pack was leave in the first place. Not only was I a mere human, I wasn't even fit to be a decent leader for any group. I was never one to speak within a crowd or bark out orders to my fellow colleagues. All I could do was sit quietly in the corner and wait for someone to command me of my next task, in which I would instantly obey without question. How can someone like that ever lead such powerful beings to a better future? If anything, all I could do is lead them to their own demise.

I closed my eyes shut, sliding down the wall until I was crouched down on the floor. All these thoughts that were running through my head were nearly suffocating. I was taking deep breaths of air, yet I felt myself drowning beneath a sea of massive waves, dragging me down deeper and deeper into a never ending abyss. What was the goddess even thinking? Of all people, why me

I groaned loudly, dropping my body onto the floor completely and a little too forcefully. Despite the small amount of pain that began to spread in my butt, I still felt nothing. I was back home, where I once thought and truly believed I belonged, and yet my heart was numb. I subconsciously ran a hand over my chest, pressing hard against my skin to feel anything….anything at all

Why me

This simple question kept repeating in my mind, like a broken record that had no end. The Goddess was wrong in choosing me, of all people, to be Blake's mate. As much as it pained me to even think about, Cicilia was clearly the right choice for him. Visions of my dream from that night filled my mind, and as much as it pained me to see them together, embracing one another, I couldn't help but think that they did in fact look good together. They made a perfect pair. A strong Alpha male wolf with the daughter of the current Beta wolf. It was a match made in heaven and no one, especially not I, could compete with such an ideal pair.

And yet, the moment the image of them embracing each other appeared in my mind, it instantly vanished. In its place, an image of Blake and I arose from a nearly forgotten memory. We were both sitting on my bed from my old home, simply talking and laughing together. I was leaning against my pillows with Blake seated in front of me, staring at me with such intensity in his eyes that I involuntarily shivered despite the heat that emanated from the water against my skin. He leaned forward, brushing his fingertips against the side of my face, leading me to lean against his hand and close my eyes. In one swift movement, he positioned himself to sit directly in front of me, making me gasp at the sudden change. Before I knew it, he held my face gently in between his hands and kissed me tenderly. It was not a kiss filled with passion or lust, but one that still caused my heart to flutter about inside me. As he pulled away, I remember thinking quietly to

myself, there was no where else I'd rather be…

As quickly as the memory came into focus, it evaporated from my mind, leaving me breathless. It was a memory I had almost forgotten, mainly because I forced myself not to think about it since it was exactly a week before my departure. Before I broke my mate's heart

I don't deserve him….so why me? I repeated once more in my mind, leaning forward and burying my face in my hands

'Why not?'

The next thing I knew, I was jumping backwards in fright from the voice that echoed through my mind. I choked as a sudden wave of water entered my nose from the random jolt of movement. I looked in all directions, trying to find the source of the voice.

I stood up slowly, my legs shaking beneath me as I peered around the shower curtain. There was no one in sight and not even the sound of voices could be heard beyond the bedroom walls. With a trembling hand, I shut off the water and grabbed my towel from the rack. I stepped out slowly, a puddle of water forming beneath my feet, but I paid it no mind as I opened the bathroom door and look around the vacant room

Where in the world had that voice come from? As I looked all around me, a soft, velvety chuckle echoed in my mind, making me stumble and nearly fall over. I grabbed onto the bathroom counter, steadying my shaking form and taking deep breaths. Was this place making me hallucinate again? Well, last time I thought I was hallucinating, it ended up being that I was indeed surrounded by a pack of wolves and I myself was mated to one

Rubbing my head softly, I leaned forward and stared at my reflection in the mirror. It stretched along the length of the wall, capturing every inch of my body as I stared at the pale, slender young woman staring before me. Running a hand through my damp hair, I couldn't help but smile at my reflection. If I remembered correctly, my appearance was drastically different a month before

"Before…." I whispered into the air, my voice trailing off

I smiled, knowing very well what my lips could not speak. Before he came to find me

Without a second thought, I began to dry myself before putting on my underwear and stepping out of the bathroom. The bedroom was quite warm despite the ever changing weather outside. Rainbows of light cascaded through the closed curtains, creating an almost surreal setting around me.

Smiling to myself, I walked around the bed and into the closet where my clothes were placed….in a not so elegant manner. Sadly for me, Marcus had appeared out of nowhere at some point during the party and insisted he help me place my belongings in Blake' room. And by 'help', I mean throwing all my clothes into the closet, shutting the door with a triumphant smile and running out of the bedroom before I could strangle the life out of him

Quickly digging through the pile of clothes, which I desperately needed to organize as soon as possible, I put on a pair light skinny jeans and a long sleeved purple shirt. Sliding on my favorite comfy socks, I close the closet door shut and lie on the most comfortable bed my body has ever slept on

I involuntarily look to my right, my heart aching for the warmth of the only person I knew I would want to be lying beside me at this very moment. Tracing my fingers against the soft fabric of the covers, I smile as I recall Blake insisting that I sleep in his room. He made it quite clear that as long as I was here, I would be sleeping under his roof where I'd be safe from harms way. My smile instantly fell as I remembered crawling into bed and not seeing him beside me all through the night. It had to be one of the coldest nights I had ever experienced, and that is saying something when my apartment back in Jersey had little to no insulation during the winters.

As I looked around the room, I couldn't help but feel out of place in this environment. The walls seemed to close in on me despite its large size, and I found myself standing up and reaching for the doorknob. I opened the door wide, the sound of voices downstairs reaching my ears and making me stop in my tracks