Luna Yuna

"Or what if he is not in this pack?" Yil mused.

If not that I had been very attentive to our discussion, I would have thought I heard her wrong but she was looking at me expectantly waiting for my answer. She couldn't possibly be thinking that her mate was not a white-wolf.

"What?" She asked with concern and immediately I was drawn from my paralysing shock. I tried to calm my nerves not wanting her to see just how much the question affected me.

"You are a white-wolf, Yil. White-wolves get paired with white-wolves never with anyone else. So what do you mean?"

Yuna, she was just asking a question, it's not due to some stupid prophecy. She's just curious that's all and all you have to do is just explain how it works, my wolf, Ella, said trying to calm me down.

"I mean it's been four years' mom," she groaned. "Even if he wanders the faerie land I'd have sensed him. I happen to frequent there as well,"

"Doesn't still mean he isn't here," I persisted as I got up from where I was seated and moved to where she was standing then I cupped her cheek so she stared me in the eyes. "You'll find him if only you try harder, let's start from the ball and I'm pretty sure you don't actively try to find your mate during practice or your occasional travel to the faerie world. Your love for adventure is far greater," I said attempting a smile.

"Or maybe I don't need an Alpha," she whispered.

"Nonsense," I chuckled. "I promise you'll find him soon and he'll be none-other than a white wolf," I declared, trying to put her at ease as well as myself.

He'll be a white-wolf; he has to be.

She continued to stare at me saying nothing and I hoped for her sake she believed that her mate could never be an outsider.

"Yil, I need help with my zipper!" Zena yelled as she neared the kitchen breaking the silence between Yil and I. "The ball is starting in twenty minutes and I didn't even get to perfect my makeup because..." she trailed off when she noticed I was in the kitchen and greeted me. "Oh hi Luna"

"Hey Zena, you look absolutely stunning," I remarked as I took in her red low necked gown which was paired with a pearl necklace and earrings. Her black hair was left to flow down her back and her delicate wrists were decorated with gold bracelets.

"Thank you Luna," she replied as her cheeks warmed up with colour. "Do you think he'll like it?" she asked, unsure.

"Of course, he will," I assured her, to which she beamed. "He'd have to be blind not to appreciate your beauty"

I motioned for her to turn around and when she did I helped to zip up her gown. She then turned around to face me, beamed once again and did a little twirl.

"Yeah, yeah he'll be tripping over his feet and stumbling over his words after he gets a first-hand experience of your temper." Yil smirked, rolling her eyes at Zena's twirl. "He'll be scarred for life" she stage-whispered.

"Why don't you keep your opinion to yourself, grandma," Zena remarked as she threw an apple which was on the kitchen counter towards Yil.

"Missed," Yil announced as she sliced the apple clean with a gust of wind then caught both pieces and chewed on it.

"Ladies, let's be civilised," I reasoned, trying to avoid a full on food fight between a slightly irritated Zena who was already gathering up her gown in her hand ready to target another apple at an anticipating Yil, ready for the fun. "Or else your gowns might get stained," this statement was able to snap Zena from her revenge mission.

"Well that's a pity, I'm not accessorized and dolled up so bring it on Zena cakes," Yil said, rocking from side to side on the balls of her feet.

I looked back at Yil and noticed for the first time that she was dressed in her training gear. Grey leather pants paired with a white oversized crop-top and black combat boots. Her silvery white hair was tied up in a ponytail and her pouch of throw knives were fastened tight against her thigh. I was so preoccupied with talking to her about the mate ball that I failed to realise that she wasn't even dressed for it.

"Yil why aren't you dressed? The ball is starting in a few minutes," I asked, shocked.

"She's going?" Zena asked incredulously.

"Of course, your father's not going to like it if you are late. Don't tell me you are showing up like that," I said panicking, this child was certainly going to be the death of me.

"Calm down mum, dad still has to say the opening speech, then Queen Lira says hers since her people also attend and they usually go on for hours," I raised an eyebrow. "Okay maybe thirty minutes" she amended. "I'll be done before then, because unlike Miss prim and perfect over here," she motioned to Zena who scowled. "I only take three minutes to get ready," she said moving towards the kitchen exit.

"Three minutes to get into your training gear, you mean," Zena mumbled.

"So don't panic," she said ignoring Zena and running up the steps.

"She might not show up, argh, why does she have to be so stubborn hearted," I whined.

"I'll go with her Luna and we'll both arrive before the official meeting of candidates, I promise" Zena stated and backed out.

At this point I could only hope that they didn't arrive late. Yil was very strong minded and I could understand that after four consecutive years of disappointment she was well and truly done with the mate ceremony.... and ever finding her mate.

I walked out of the kitchen and made my way towards the pack garden where the mate ceremony was being held. Tonight, the pathway was decorated with different colours of ball energy and from the tree hung meteor shower rain lights and capiz lanterns. After the ceremony, it was tradition that the newly mated wolves write down their requests and place them into the lanterns to be set off into the sky as a petition towards the Sky Lordians. It was an old age tradition that we kept dear to heart.

As I continued along the pathway, I encountered some unmated males together with faeries rushing past and entering the garden hall hurriedly. Before they passed me, they would bow and offer to walk with me in a show of respect. Ever since the peace treaty between our pack and the faeries, we started to have them included in our mate ceremony. Here our kind was still paired with our kind and their kind was paired with their kind. The inclusion was just a way to strengthen the bond between the two worlds.

I finally made it in time for the official welcoming and went to the side of the flower decorated platform to take my position next to Tyon.

"I thought I would have to make this speech without you by my side," he looked me over and his eyes clouded over. "You look ravishing, my wolf and I are pleased," he growled lowly with pleasure.

I was dressed in a fuchsia pink long-sleeved gown, with an intricately designed neckline. The waist was held tight with a small bow and the exposed back dipped low and stopped above the swell of my butt. My hair was packed high in a bun with two tendrils curled on each side of my face and the diamonds on my ears occasionally caught the light of the chandelier.

"You don't look too bad yourself," I purred. It took everything in me not to shiver but the blush that tinted my cheeks was enough to show that I had been affected.

"I see," he mused. Fint motioned to Tyon that it was time but before he left my side, he whispered. "Is Yil here yet?"

"She'll be here in a few minutes, I promise," I whispered back before he left, his expression showing that he hoped so as well.

As he began his speech, I looked at all the unmated white-wolves gathered in the hall, all filled with the anticipation to find their destined one, and hoped that one of them was her mate. I looked around the room some more and met the eyes of Fern. He was far off watching me intently trying to gauge my emotions but I smiled in return not wanting him to see that I still remained fearful of what he had revealed fifteen years ago.

Flash back

"What happened to her?" I demanded as I followed Tyon into Yil's bedroom. I constantly cleaned the tears that were falling profusely down my cheeks.

Once Kiba and the pack guards had escorted me home, I went straight to Tyon's office wanting to finally tell him about the prophecy that I had seen as a child but I was surprised to see that he wasn't there. More surprising was the fact that Yil was not in her bedroom as well despite it being past her bedtime. I started to panic and asked Fint where they were but he wouldn't tell me anything only saying that they would be back soon.

I had a feeling it had something to do with her headaches and my suspicions were confirmed when I noticed that Fern was not around as well. I was fed up with the secrecy around their whereabouts and threatened to burn down Fern's shed together with his precious possession if I wasn't taken to where they were when a portal opened up and out came Fern together with Tyon and an asleep Yil.

"Tyon, I need to hear what happened to her. Is she okay? Why aren't you telling me anything?" Ella was pacing anxiously in my head and she yearned to know what was wrong with our pup.

Tyon placed an asleep Yil down on the bed first before he turned to look at me.

"Let's talk outside with Fern, we might wake her up," he whispered and placed one arm around me to guide me out of the bedroom.

But I refused to move and went around him to touch Yil. I listened to her soft breathing and felt her arms, feet and face looking for any signs of pain or distress. I needed to feel her, to know that she was real.

Tyon crouched down behind me and placed his hand on my trembling fingers.

"She's okay, I promise. No harm came to her. Now come"

He gently picked me up from the floor and righted me to my feet. I allowed him to lead me downstairs, content that Yil was not harmed but now I was starting to feel furious at being in the dark about their whereabouts. Once we reached the living room, I sighted Fern and my anger grew. I pushed Tyon's hand gently away from my shoulders and faced both of them.

"Where were the both of you?" I snarled, baring fang.

"Yuna, Yil was having one of her nightly headaches and even after I absorbed them they refused to go away" Tyon answered, his face twisted in pain and I could feel his anxiety, pain and helplessness through the mate bond. He was probably remembering the incident. My heart twisted in pain as well for I felt guilty for not being there for Yil when she needed me. Choosing to deal with my own pain. "Her pain was growing by the second and so I rushed her over to Fern" he continued. "If anyone could heal her it had to be him more so I didn't even know where you went"

Once again I was hit with guilt and felt foolish for ever being angry at him. He felt my distress and he didn't want me stressing over Yil. This was probably why I was never told of the situation on my way back to the pack house.

"As I said before the headaches were an indication of her other powers manifesting," Fern spoke up for the first time. "And due to the fact that she was only brought three days after they started..." he said, looking straight at me. I could feel the anger radiating off him but he had it all wrong if he thought I was going to cower. There was no way I was leaving Yil up to that horrid fate. Never. "...it was only a matter of time before she entered the depths of madness," he stated, still staring at me.

His words hit me square in the chest and my stance faltered. If not for Tyon's firm grip on my arm I could have hit the ground.

"What do you mean by madness?" I whisper asked.

"You absorbing the pain unto yourself only did more harm than good because by the time Yil was brought to me her body had been through so much going into power madness was the only protection it had against the intensity of the powers," he said coolly.

In my need to protect her, or maybe it was myself, against the truth of the matter, I had almost driven her mad.

"Hey it's not your fault," Tyon said cupping my chin gently. "How were you to know? Remember you were only trying to help," he stated, staring at me with utmost love, but would he still feel the same if he knew that I knew about the prophecy all along and was trying to deny it at the detriment of our daughter's health.

"What happened after that," I probed.

"We went to the faeries," Fern answered

"Faeries?!" I looked between Tyon and Fern. Surely he was lying but Tyon didn't deny it.

"Yes, faeries," he repeated as if I didn't hear him the first time. "Only with a faerie am I able to forge the bracelet that would be needed to control her powers," he stated as a matter of fact.

Oh, the strange looking bracelet I had seen when feeling her hands.

"Now about the prophecy," Tyon asked, cutting off any chances of me inquiring further as to why the faeries.

"She is the prophesied wolf. The one that will mend the bridges and close the gaps between our world and the outside world"

"What exactly do you mean? Why would we need to mend any bridges with the outside world, our world is better off without them" Tyon countered.

"More so she will only go through pain and suffering," I stated, tears falling from my eyes.

Tyon looked towards me with a confused look. "I saw this prophecy as a child but I was too scared to ever talk about it. I don't want it to ever befall our child," he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. I fisted my hands into his shirt as I let my tears flow freely wetting his shirt.

"You only saw half of that prophecy, my child" Fern said. He hadn't called me 'my child' in years and it reminded me so much of my childhood when he'd comfort me when I'd scraped a knee or fell off a swing. "She will go through pain, yes, but she will come out the conqueror"

"Are you sure she's the one?" Tyon asked and Fern nodded.

"It is their will and regardless of what you or anyone does she will still fulfil her destiny," he continued. "Especially now that the second prophecy has been fulfilled"

"Which prophecy?" Tyon enquired.

"She has now been tied to the outside world"

Tyon's eyes widened in understanding and I fought back the urge to cry more tears, the bracelet.

"Fern!!" Tyon growled and stood tall.

"As I said it is their will. It was either that or her death. Which would you have preferred?"

I stood behind Tyon and lightly touched his arm. Fern was right I would have chosen the same path if I was in Tyon's shoes. As much as I didn't want her to fulfil any prophecy, I also didn't want her dead. Tyon understood what I was trying to communicate and relaxed a little bit.

"She's only tied to their world right?" Tyon inquired.

"For now, yes," he answered. "She might yearn to go there in future"

Tyon's jaw ticked and he asked, "Was this your plan or Lira's plan?"

"Neither, I swear on my life,"

I searched his eyes for any deceit and found none. He really couldn't forge the bracelet without the faerie.

"As long as we allow her to go there she shouldn't yearn to want to go beyond there right?" I asked, in a small voice.

"Are you still going to try to deflect her fate," he asked, resigned.

"Yes," I stated defiantly.

"What if it so happens that her mate is not a white-wolf?"

"That would never happen, you know it's impossible."

"It'd be wrong to think like that Yuna because up until now a white-wolf having control over all the elements was also not a possibility," he reasoned.

"So are you saying with all surety that her mate is not a white-wolf?" Tyon's Alpha essence was radiating in waves from his body and Fern struggled to maintain eye contact but nevertheless stood his ground.

"No, Alpha," I tried to read his features to determine if he had been truthful or not but all I could find was hidden curiosity at the possibility.

"Then it would never happen," Tyon's tone made it known that it was not up for discussion. "We'll make sure," he repeated.

End of flashback.

I was drawn back to the mating ceremony by the quiet collective gasps from the unmated males. I looked towards the source of this reaction and sighted Yil, who was walking towards me with Zena closely behind.

Zena had done a splendid job on the minimal makeup look that she had opted for Yil. The figure-hugging, knee length black sequin dress accentuated Yil's dainty figure and her waist was cinched in with a belt. Her hair was French-braided to the side and on her feet were red lace-up block heels.

"She's grown into a remarkable beauty. The cream of the crop," Lira's sultry tone, remarked. "I'm sure her future mate would be pleased"

"Of course and she finds him tonight," I replied excitedly.

"Maybe or maybe not," her eyes danced with amusement and she stifled a giggle. I wanted to ask her why she thought that but seeing the rate at which she emptied the passing champagne flutes, I was sure she was feeling a little tipsy.

The deafening applause signalled the end of Tyon's speech and she readjusted her dress and pushed up her breasts.

"It's my turn," she smiled and went up the podium passing Yil. Yil bowed to her and Lira beamed at her touching her cheek briefly and whispering a few words before she continued up the platform.

"I'm so glad you made it in time," I remarked as Yil stood beside me.

"With her giving me the army drill every five minutes it's a wonder I haven't gone deaf," she said poking Zena in the ribs.

"Ouch that hurt," Zena scowled and glared at Yil. "And I didn't want to have to be late because of your mega slow ass," She retorted. "But my oh my look at all the wonderful options," She squealed and stared fixated at the unmated males.

"Yeah and one of them is your mate," Yil smiled at Zena and held her hand.

"And one is yours as well," I said holding her hand.

"Sure mum whatever you say," she looked on towards the hall disinterested and I hoped to the Sky Lordians that tonight she found her mate or there would be nothing holding her back from her adventure spree.
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