My Tormented Mate

"Please let me go home! Haven't you had your fun?" I cried. He laughed as he continued to slide his hand higher up my thigh. "Ah!" I scream as I jolt upright in bed. Waking up in cold sweats has pretty much been my routine for the past 4 years now. I have a big secret about my past that I have not told anyone. Sometimes I try to pretend my life is different, but the nightmares, daily reminders, and scars prove otherwise.

My name is Emily. I am 18 and a werewolf. I was adopted when I was 4 into a human home, but thankfully my parents knew about me at my adoption, and were still happy to take me in. I do not know much about my adoption except that my biological parents were rogues who could not afford to care for me. I am an average girl. About 5ft 3inches, 115 pounds, dark brown hair that lands halfway down my back in loose waves, and green eyes. I just graduated a couple months ago and have been doing research into different wolf packs around me so I can decide which one to integrate into. I love my parents and appreciate everything they have done for me, but I need to get away and I need to be with my own kind. My hope it to find my mate and in that find true love and protection.

As the clock gets closer to 5pm I know he will be calling for me to meet him outside. Its mid-August and starting to get colder outside so I grab a jacket and head downstairs.

"Going somewhere sweetheart?" My mom asks looking up from the book she is reading.

"Going out with Zach. I’ll be home by 9:30," I say giving her a reassuring smile. If only she knew the truth.

"Okay. Tell him to keep you safe" She says and smiles.

If only she knew he was the one I needed protection from.

Sitting out on the front porch I am taking in my last few moments of fresh air and solitude. I am trying to wrap my head around how I got into this mess or why I deserve this. I hear the gravel crunching under tires as my so-called boyfriend pulls up. Zach is my boyfriend... Or at least that is what he calls himself. I have other choice words I can call him, but I do not to his face. I do not know how I can get away from him until I find my own pack to join. Zach is a 20-year-old human with an obsessive abusive side. He is about 6ft, 200 pounds of muscle, blonde hair and brown eyes.

Rolling down his window he looks me up and down. "You're wearing that while in my presence?"

"Would you like me to go change?" I say gritting my teeth.

"No time. Get in, I want every minute I can with you." He says with a smile.

Getting in his truck I am thankful there is a barrier between us. It just means I can have my body to myself for a little bit longer.

"We are going to swing by the store to pick up some condoms" He says as he pulls into the store parking lot.

I do not say anything back as he finds a parking spot and comes to open my door and grabs my hand. While walking through the door he is sure to keep his hand securely around the back of my neck. He leads me to the section where the condoms are and grabs a box. As we are heading to the checkout line, I accidentally bump into someone.

"I'm sorry," I say as I look up into the eyes of the guy I bumped into.

When our eyes lock, I feel sparks run through me and goosebumps form all over my body.

My subconscious screams 'MATE!'

CRASH! "Is that all you got old man?" I laugh as my father stumbles back up to his feet.

"You forget son, I was Alpha before you, you are just a lot younger." He taunts back at me.

"I think we should call it a day, besides, I got plans tonight." I tell my father with a smile on my face.

"Oh yea? What have you got going on tonight?

"I have a date."

"Shouldn't you be looking for your mate instead of wasting time with meaningless girls?" He says disapprovingly.

"I want to find my mate as much as you want me to, but until then I have needs dad."

Grimacing he looks down. "Some things I don't need to know about son."

My name is Braxton. I am 22 and the leader of the Midnight Moon Pack. I took over for my dad 2 years ago. I am 6ft 6 inches and 230 pounds of pure muscle. I have black hair, and blue eyes. I have been searching for my mate since the day I turned 16 and have not had any luck. Part of me is starting to feel like I do not have a mate out there for me to meet. But I know that is not the case. There is a mate out there for every wolf. I just have to be patient. I have had my fair share of girls. Not the proudest thing to admit but I have probably been with every unmated female in my pack. Besides training, I must do something to keep myself busy.

*Mind Link*

"Hey Connor, got a few minutes to talk before I leave for my date?" I mind link my Beta.

"Of course, want to meet me at the pack house?" He says back and I can hear the smile in his voice.

Connor is my Beta and has also been my best friend since we were 2. We have been through everything together and I trust him with my life. He was able to find his mate when he was 17 and they proudly have 2 pups together. Connor is smaller than me standing at about 6ft 1inch and about 190 pounds. Do not let his size fool you though he is good at hand to hand combat and sometimes has better wits about him than I do. He has light brown hair and brown eyes.

Pulling up to the pack house I see Connor leaning against his car. Getting out of the car he starts laughing.

"Who's the lucky girl tonight?" He asks laughingly.

"Is it bad I don't know her name? I met her at the bar the other night and she gave me her number, but no name."

He looks up with a bigger smile on his face and says, "She must be just as desperate as you are then."

I elbow him slightly in his side. "Not all of us can be as lucky as you and find their mate at 17."

"Yea, I guess you're right. Just remember to get her name BEFORE you sleep with her." He says "I’ll think about it." I say as I give him a sly smile. "Anyways, I asked you here to see if you would cover for me in training tomorrow morning. This girl is about a 3-hour drive away and I don't want to drive back that early in the morning."

Connor looks at me with an amused expression. "You called me all the way to the pack house to ask me if I would cover for you? You should already know I would do that without you dragging me away from my mate, who is in heat by the way. You know we are trying for baby number 3."

"Sorry, bro. I did not realize. I will not hold you any longer. I am going to grab a bag and head out. I have to stop by the store first to get my mystery date a bottle of wine and get me some beer." I say as I pull him into a bro hug.

Getting into my car I am prepared for my drive and for my night. I already have the address to a store plugged into my phone and am headed there now. I should get to my mystery girl’s home around 6pm. That gives me plenty of time to stop by the store and get to her house. I always feel bad when I hook up with a girl who is not a werewolf. I do not want to lead any of them on and I cannot really explain that I cannot get into a serious relationship because I am trying to find my mate. I am sure they would call me bat shit crazy.

Pulling into the parking lot I turn off my car and start wondering through the store. With a bottle of sweet red wine in one hand and a 12 pack of Blue Moon in the other I head towards the checkout line. I am not even paying attention to where I am going as I type into my phone to my mystery girl that I am on my way. All the sudden someone bumps into me.

The girl looks up at me with these bright green eyes. "I'm sorry."

My insides twist inside of me and sparks ignite through me. I can feel heat rise through my entire body. My mind screams 'MATE!'

I go to grab her but realize she has another man’s arm around her. A human no less. She gives me this worried look and the guy with her tells me to "get lost." It takes everything in me to not let out a growl. He is holding my mate by the neck and just pulled her away from me. She looks back at me with a sympathetic smile and then looks down in defeat. How can I get her from him and how can I find her if I let her leave? I decide to ignore my mystery girl and to follow her until she is alone.