by Eli Lowe
'To my unknown mate.'
And just below there was his number.
Mate's.
How?
I mean when?
When did he manage to put it in there, inside my pocket?
And how could I not know?
Then I remembered that it was my ass that he kept kneading last night like a pervert. So it must be then. It was indeed much easier for him to put it inside without me knowing. But surprisingly, he didn't mention anything at all about giving his number or about calling.
Did he want me to call him? Did he want to talk to me?
What should I do?
I started to become all crazy over a sudden discovery. My feelings were already unclear since last night till now and here I was holding his number and thinking if I should give him a call or not.
What if I got recognized by him?
If not, then what would we talk about?
A lot of useless thoughts kept coming in and going out of my mind in just a short while only to leave me completely motionless...only to make me terribly late for school.
So, for the time being, I kept that piece of paper aside carefully and hopped into the shower without any intention to delay further. But the cold shower water could not help me to think less as I took longer than ever to come out of the bathroom, cause my mind kept wandering aimlessly in order to find answers to all my clueless questions.
Kaith's yelling kept me moving to get ready as soon as possible but as if my mind was stuck there on the little piece of paper where my mate's number was written and waiting to get my attention for once at least.
No, I forced myself not to think anymore, while I busied myself to fetch one of Kaith's shirt, so that I could dress up for school. And when I was finished being all ready to go out just in time, I went to get that piece of paper once again.
I thought that I had gathered enough courage by now to give a call to the number...but no.
No, I didn't.
And just when I took my phone out to almost dial, my hands started to shake due to some unknown fear. My inner self started to scream inside me, saying the only thing that I was not ready.
I could not call.
I could not even save the number.
And Kaith's voice once again announced that it was really getting late. So, that was it.
I put the piece of paper carefully at my desk only to run out to prevent myself from getting scolded further for making the others late for me.
****end of flashback****
Little did I know that I would be dying to get his number later... I would have to run ever so impatiently only to get that little piece of paper which I had left behind in the morning, only because I was a coward to take a single step.
But not anymore.
So, with all my might I kept running on the absolutely quiet streets where some roads were in complete darkness while others were blessed with the bit of brightness with the vapour lights from the street lamps.
The night was coming to an end at last, as the air became even more chilled and quiet. I couldn't hear anything except my terribly loud and fast heartbeats. Cause the entire world was still sleeping peacefully while I was robbed all of my peace long ago.
Though the sky was still dark, but I knew that it was almost dawn and it was also that long I had waited for my mate tonight...yes, from midnight until dawn.
After quite some while I had reached home finally.
And just when I reached, I realised that I was running all this while to come all the distance as quickly as possible, only because I was the stupidest.
Cause only if I could think properly a while ago before starting to run like some crazy, I might have reached even earlier without even wasting that much energy and time.
Why?
Well, because my bike was always there parked in front of the alley since last night and I forgot to bring it with me once again.
Anyway,
Now I had something more important to be concerned about.
As soon as I entered home, I rushed inside my room only to hold that piece of paper within my hands once again with the same trembling hands as before.
But this time I was determined.
So, I took out my phone to save the number first as 'Mine' cause I didn't know who he was yet. The only thing I knew that it was not Markus.
I didn't realise how long I kept standing with my phone and pushing myself to hit the dial button but ended up rethinking again and again. Yes, I hesitated and I was afraid.
The first soft light of the dawn crept in through my window announcing that a new day was about to arrive with a new sun and new hope. And that was when I was at last about to hit the green dial button on my phone but couldn't.
Cause even before I could, my phone started to ring loudly, showing the caller id as 'Mine'.
Fuck.
My heart skipped a beat in utter fear.
My mind kept asking how could be this even possible?
How could my mate even call me even when he didn't have my number.
And I needed to know the possible answers to all those questions. So, I did exactly what the moment demanded me to do.
I picked the call up,
“Hello!..” My voice trembled a bit.
“If you are so desperate to cause a fight then I will give you the reason, from now on.
Because you should have never dared to touch him. But you did the worst. You tried to kill him?” The deep and frightening voice spoke from the other end of the call but I could not find any meaning of whatever he was saying.
What did I do?
Whom did I try to kill?
I never did anything as such in my entire life, but why I was being accused this time and that too from him? From mate? And who is he?
“Who is this? What are you talking about?” I asked because I was indeed oblivious. Oblivious of a ruthless and treacherous world, still. No, actually, I was naive to keep hopes.
“Now you don't even know what you did? And that too by stabbing someone from the back when he was unarmed? Cause you don't even have the guts anymore to fight from the front?
Though I have never believed before but indeed a traitor you are.” His voice kept coming to me like a sharp knife cutting the flesh million times only to bleed immensely.
I realised about what he was talking about.
About whom he was talking.
Yes, about Markus.
But it was not at all what happened, rather it was the exact opposite of what he was accusing me of.
I could have explained, I could have proved my innocence but as if I had already lost the last ounce of will to justify myself.
I have never expected to listen to such words even from him, when I thought he was different, at least he was so when we were both in the dark. Maybe because he didn't know who I was back then, but as I can see he does know me in daily life.
“Who are you?” I asked.
And the deep enraged voice answered back in an instant,
“It seems you are very eager to know me. Which you will, for sure. Cause I am coming to your pack now, and if you don't come and fight me then I will drag you out of your hole. And I guess, after today you will never be able to forget my name ever again.
Listen and engrave it to your mind.
I. Am. Kazan.”
Episode 22
Summer's P.O.V
Kazan?
Did he just say that he is Kazan?
The...the most ruthless among all?
The one who does not even care about anything in the entire world... was my mate the whole time?
Then,
He was the one who found me first that night in the middle of the quiet and dark alley? He was the one I kept meeting for the last two days? He was the one who wanted to love me no matter who I am?
And even tonight I was waiting for none but him? Kazan?
He was the unknown mate? He was the one whom I supposed to call as Mine?
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sp; I did not know what to believe and what not to as I became completely stupefied with the sudden shocking revelation that I could not speak further.
The sky lit up completely with the morning sun rays but for me, the darkest night came down to turn my life into another hell. Though it was never anything better before. Yes, my life was always a hell.
I kept standing in my lifeless room while my mind had already started its own new havoc, running everywhere possible like some crazy to recollect all the pieces of the puzzle which kept troubling me till now. But not anymore, cause now there was an even bigger reason which had emerged to torment me even more than before. Even though I got to know who my mate was, there was still some mysteries left to solve.
And most of all the sudden realisation of the fact that I had to face my mate in no time caused me to shiver in utter terror.
No, I wasn't scared of him, neither was I scared of the fact that others will misjudge me for what happened with Markus, but I was scared only to be found by my mate once again. But this time if something like that happens, I will be left with nothing but my unfortunate fate to engulf myself completely in such a way from which I might never break free.
I wanted to scream, I wanted to run, I did want to cry.
But I just could not. Not a single drop of the warm stream came down from my eyes. As if they were already dried long before.
Even so,
Why? Why the destiny chose me as its prey every time?
Why I was the only one who had to endure all the pain?
Why me?
I kept thinking about all these, standing in the middle my lifeless room while a gust of wind came to shake me but failed miserably.
I knew that the call had already been cut but I kept holding the phone against my ear, I did not know for how long. It appeared like I had lost my each and every reason all of a sudden to move even an inch of my body, restraining myself to put down the phone and prepare myself to face the consequences.
Yes, I froze in an instant and so did my heart once again. But as if the earth beneath my feet was snatched away ever so brutally only to make me fall deeper into the darkest pit, depriving me of each and every possibility to come up again no matter how much I try to.
But the most important thing I should be concerned about right now was the fact that Kazan is coming.
My mate is coming to fight against me and if the time comes he would not even think twice before tearing me into pieces as far as his words just relayed.
But how could he break me, when I was already broken?
Love..., I just wished to be loved at least for once and I had to pay such a cost like this?
Strange isn't it?
Or is it the most pathetic?
The one who was supposed to drag me out of my dark pit like life was now coming to see me falling even further and deeper. And I could not even escape. I knew very well that if I try to do so, he would definitely find my secret which I did not want for sure. No, not at least when I already knew what it could bring me the next moment.
So, standing against Kazan to fight him back was the only option left for me, though, there was still the possibility to get caught just in a second and it would need only one wrong move to disclose everything that I was trying hard to keep within me forever.
But still, l had to try. I had to make sure that he does not touch me no matter what.
Yes,
At last, I was determined what would I do next, after considering a lot of things.
And now it was time to move myself in whatever way possible cause I did not have much time to waste.
I rushed outside the house without bothering to change the clothes from last night which was still tainted with the blood and was stinking of rich iron. No, it was not enough to hide my smell.
Do you know how the destiny plays with me ever so cruelly with no regrets at all?
Well, I knew when I realised that this time I could not even hide my smell with Kaith's cause I was already wearing the last piece among all of his used shirts which were left at my home because the rest was sent to the wash.
I was trapped completely.
Anyway,
I knew exactly what I had to do.
So, I started running to all the places which were never considered as someplace where anyone could live. Those were the darkest places which consisted of the darkest streets where the sun lights do not reach that easily, leaving the place behind to rot in all the dirt and mud. And that was exactly what I needed.
Yes,
The dirt, the mud and the deadly rotten smell.
Nothing bothered me to cover my whole body in such filth when I was already tainted with all those accusations of others, especially my mate, which were not true at all.
I hurriedly scooped up all those filth of the gutter with my bare hands only to put it everywhere on my skin so that not a single spot was left uncovered. The chilled mud was like piercing through my skin while I was reeking like hell, viciously.
And only when I was convinced enough that now it was the deadly rotten smell left which was coming out from me instead of my own smell, I stopped.
I knew that I was looking as if I had just come out of the gutter, but I did not care.
Cause, now it was time to face the very moment for which I was afraid of, without a single doubt.
But even though I was reluctant to fight, I knew that I had no choice, as always. So, I started walking ever so slowly, because my legs were not even ready to move, to face my mate like this, to fight him. I just kept giving myself another second with each passing seconds hoping that if I do so, I might be able to avoid the misery of my life, which was already standing at my doorstep and waiting for me to come out.
No,
I was wrong. Nothing like that happened.
Cause when I had finally reached the packhouse after a long long time, my blood froze seeing that the whole pack was already gathered up at the yard and was waiting for me. All of their eyes were reflecting nothing but extreme disgust. As if I had let their pack down with some treacherous acts. They did not even bother to find out what happened exactly, just like a few years ago. I was already a traitor in their eyes no matter what was the accusation, no matter if I did anything or not. They cared nothing about me.
And my uncle?
The recent Alpha of our Lunar High pack, Benjamin?
Well, I could not guess what was he thinking right at this moment but all I could tell that he seemed quite helpless. As if, neither could he protect me nor could he accuse like everyone else. He was just standing still together with his pack.
But was I not one of his pack?
was I always the outsider?
How could I be? When the entire pack was supposed to be my own...when no one but I was the next in line Alpha of the Lunar High Pack which once belonged to my dad. But not anymore. Everything changed over the past few years.
I sighed as I had never expected anything good from any of my pack members.
I wondered where was Kaith and how was he going to react seeing me in such a situation, cause he knew and believed the truth but I could not find him anywhere near here at this moment.
I did move my eyes slowly to look around among the crowd to find the familiar face. But no, he was not there.
And then I saw him. No, not Kaith but Kazan.
His tall, rude and dusky appearance could easily scare anyone. The everlasting scowl was still lying on his face irrespective of the fact that he was still looking seductive as always with those captivating blue eyes. But he cared the least. The fully toned muscles were dying to come out from underneath his clothes but it seemed that Kazan forced them to stay calm, at least for a while until he moves his blades to cut me through.
Yes,
He was standing in the middle of the ground with his sword blades in both of his hands. His eyes seemed dark, covered in the utmost anger while he kept his gaze fixed on me since when I had entered.
'Mate'
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nbsp; My wolf whimpered back in my mind helplessly as both of us knew what was about to come next.
I kept enclosing the distance between me and Kazan slowly and carefully while his gaze had never left me even for the slightest second, maybe because I was all covered with filth with no reason at all, at least not to him. I knew that he could never imagine me as his mate ever in his entire life but his smell was cruel enough as it had already started to intoxicate my mind and body, making me feel the tremendous pull towards him right at that moment without anyone's knowledge,..not even Kazan's. But the pain was even more immense when I had to force myself against the pull. I had to hold myself back from going to him...from touching him...from losing myself again into his warm embrace.
Yes, I was enduring the pain which no one could ever imagine.
The time which I had shared with my mate in the last two nights, started coming to me, when I was finally seeing the very same person before my eyes today but he seemed completely different.
Yes,
My unknown mate whom I got to meet at the midnight was different. His heart was warm and full of emotions as he wanted to love and to be loved. Though his touches were rough but his heart was tender. He was the one who wanted to talk all his heart out, and he even wanted to listen to me as well.
But.. but the Kazan I knew was not like that at all.
As far as I knew,
He had no heart, neither he had any feelings. He rarely talked and listened to others. Because he was the ruthless one and bothered enough to care about the rest. He never followed any rules as he had his own principles to abide by.
Yes, that was him.
And now he was standing in front of me, waiting to do the justice for someone else while doing the exact opposite to me.
I kept standing but with no arms at all, only with the same stern eyes on him, as I was determined not to let him see how vulnerable I was becoming from inside.
In a swift movement, one of his swords came flying right into my hand as he threw it towards me saying,
“I don't attack the armless.”
His deep voice resonated in the air ever so viciously, causing me to shake with the intensity of his rage.
“Who told you that I was the one to stab Markus? “ I dared to ask while the sword felt a bit heavy in my hand that I could not even gather enough courage to hold it against him, against Kazan... against my mate.