Sam

"Is this okay?" - He asked me as he positioned his hand on my leg.

"Yes, it is." - I replied, grinning.

"Can I kiss you?" - He asked me, looking in my eyes.

"Yes, please." - I couldn't resist it.

We started kissing passionately. He moves his hands up and I stop it.

"I'm sorry." - He apologized.

"It's okay. You just can't touch me over there."

"I understand now. I won't." - He told me, confidently.

We continued kissing. He kisses my neck, sticks his tongue in my ear. I got flustered.

"Are you okay?" - He asked me, concerned.

"Yes, I am."

We resumed kissing for a good while. Eventually, we move to the bed where I feel him up and down. And so does he.

"Is this okay?" - He asked me.

"Yes, it is. I'll tell you when it isn't!"

He kissed me slowly, enjoying every spot of my body he touched with his lips. I'm having the time of my life!

"I love you, Sam." - He said with a lustful voice.

"I love you too, Emm."

There's a knock on the door. My mom is telling me to come have breakfast.

What the fuck did I just dream of?

Emm

I wake up panting. I'm sweating. I dreamed I was making out with Sam, we fooled around and I told her I loved her. And so did she. I mean, what a dream! Thank you, Goddess! Especially after that disaster last night.

"I can't believe I listened to your advice, little sister!" - I complained. We are having breakfast at the dining hall.

"What advice?" - She asked, quizzically.

"That I should get out more. Because of you I got out last night and ran into my mate." - I spoke, angrily.

"Wait, what?! You met Sam?! Then why are you mad? You should be thanking me!" - She snickered.

"I would. Except I opened my big mouth and told her I liked her. She bolted from the table so fast she barely stopped to pay the bill." - I blurted.

"What?" - Dads gasped.

"You've told her you liked her after a week?! Are you insane?!" - Rosalyn spat at me.

"I am! For listening to you!" - I snickered.

"It's not my fault you wasted a good date!" - She rebuked.

"Son, you can't tell someone you just met you like them." - Dad lectured me.

"I know, dad. I was just in awe of her and I blurted it out!" - I admitted, shyly.

"Oh, fuck!" - Daddy gasped.

"Hey, at least it's out there! Now, she knows." - John said as he came to the dining hall. He didn't eat anything, just sat with us.

"Yeah. She knows she needs to get away from him fast! Expect a restraining order!" - Rosalyn snickered, which only made me feel worse.

"I can't believe I lost her without having a chance to get her!" - I sighed. I nearly cried.

"You didn't lose her son, if she's your mate she can't be lost. But you do need to fix this." - Dad stated.

"Should I go to her house?" - I wondered. Though I don't know where she lives.

"NO!" - Rosalyn, John, dad and daddy shouted at the same time. It startled everyone at the table.

"You want to go to the Chief of Police's house? Are you out of your mind?!?" - Rosalyn yelled at me.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what to do!" - I despaired. Now, I'm crying. I stopped eating.

"Son, you played your hand. Now, you must wait for her to come to you!" - Daddy said in a concerned tone.

"But what if she never does?" - I asked him, deeply worried.

"That's a risk you have to take! But you can not, under any circumstances, approach her again! Last thing you need is to prove her right. She needs to know that your sentiments are true. And that you're not a stalker." - Daddy spoke in a dead serious tone.

"What daddy said." - Rosalyn spoke, raising a finger to point at him.

"You know, when daddy got attacked by a rogue. John's mom didn't talk to Nate for almost a week. She was so distraught. I mean, I was too. But my point is..."

"They were already mated by then, dad, it doesn't count. But I appreciate your attempt to make me feel better." - I interrupted him.

"I think she's great, Emm, and if it's meant to be, it's meant to be. Don't worry about it. If my dad could overcome a near assault on my mom, you can overcome this!" - John consoled me.

"Thanks, cousin, I appreciate it. You're such an Underwood!" - I croaked. I smiled a bit.

"He wasn't going to assault her. It's just that when you find your mate everything in you tells you to be near them, scent them. That's what he wanted, to be close to her!" - Dad lectured.

"I know, uncle, it's just a figure of speech. We're not cavemen to bang the woman in the head and take her to our cave." - John snickered.

"Bitch, you can try. I'll have you immobilized faster than you can yell 'help'!" - Rosalyn smirked.

"I believe you." - John croaked, shyly.

"So, Emm, remember: no matter what you see or hear: let HER come to you!" - Daddy spoke with conviction. I nodded along.

"I mean, unless she's being assaulted, then and only then you can intervene." - He continued.

"Daddy!" - Rosalyn screamed. I grimaced.

"What?! He dreamed about it! I don't want it to happen, but who knows?" - He said in a scared tone.

He's not wrong. I did dreamed about it. But I hope it's just a cautionary tale. Because I don't know what I'd do if I see her in peril.

After breakfast, my day was spent exercising to try taking her out of my mind. But no such luck. Then, I asked Paul to come over so we could talk. He came right after lunch and got spooked when I told him about my night. We talked for hours and played video games.

At least it was good fun. Goddess knows I needed it to face her tomorrow. Or better yet, NOT to face her. Which is gonna be heartbreaking!

Rosalyn

I had a good day with my unmateable. Excuse-me, boyfriend. After last night deep make out session, we kept it light for the day. It's great when both of us are in sync. I mean, not that I don't want to sleep with him again. But there's literally no place for us!

We can't leave the compound alone together without a warrior escort. We can't be alone at his house, we can't go to my room. So, we make the most of it. If dad had his way, we wouldn't be together at all!

That would be the worst!

So we kissed occasionally, took a walk inside the compound with our hands intertwined.

I even went to his house and saw Aunt Daphne and Uncle Nate; I ended up having lunch with them and Matt, their youngest. It was nice. We also stayed at his couch afterwards, watching films.

It was a good day all around and a nice clean fun for a Sunday. Especially cause we had to say goodbye to each other earlier as tomorrow would be a school day. Student's life.

Plus, I love his parents. Uncle Nate was the biggest sweetheart. And aunt Daphne was basically my de facto mom. So, that's always a good combination. It's funny, neither of John's parents are related to me by blood (thank Goddess!) but they are the ones I feel the closest to, a part from my dads, of course.

The crowd is cheering me on, clapping for me. Dad called me and John to take our positions at the podium, which we did. We stand in front of each other and pledge:

"I, Rosalyn Ford Huntington, accept you John Ford Underwood, as my mate and my Luna."

"I, John Ford Underwood, accept you Rosalyn Ford Huntington, as my mate and my Alpha."

We hugged and kissed each other. The crowd cheer grows stronger. My heart feels full. This is the happiest I've ever been in my life.

"Rosalyn, wake up, it's time for..." - John wakes me. But as soon as I'm awake I'm inconsolable.

I started crying. Loudly. I could barely breathe! John didn't know what to do.

His parents came to my side. Aunt Daphne held me and asked me what's wrong.

But I just cried, I couldn't stop. I couldn't! So they just stood close to me.

Uncle Nate got me a glass of water. But I could barely hold it in my hands. I was shaking like a leaf.

All of them were spooked, no more than John who looked so sad for me.

After almost half an hour, I took the water and explained to them my dream.

They all baffled but no more than John. I told them I didn't know why I was being tortured like this by the Goddess instead of dreaming about my actual mate. But they told me this wasn't her work. It was probably my own brain trying to make sense of our situation.

Like daddy said, some sort of fugue state. It's creating an alternate reality that only hurt me more than my own. After that, I left their house as I was already late for dinner. I could barely say goodbye to John, who looked crushed.

When I got to the pack house, I went straight to the dining hall.

Everyone is already eating dinner, so I take my seat quietly. But not before...

"You're late, young lady!" - Dad chastised me.

"I know, I'm sorry. I was at John's house, fell asleep and had a bad dream." - I explained.

"Wait, have you been crying?" - Daddy asked and immediately darted in my direction and held me close. He kissed me tenderly, then let me go. I so loved him deeply.

"I'm sorry, Rosalyn. What happened? Did you have another nightmare?" - Dad asked.

"I did, sort of. I dreamed..."

I told them about my dream and they gasped. But Emmett was more shocked than all of them. The entire table was shocked and stared at me.

"Well, at least your dreams correlate to one another. I mean, you've already ascended, mated, had a baby, there was only one piece of the puzzle left." - Daddy stated, after he returned to his seat. Dad was just gobsmacked.

"I know, daddy. But I wished I didn't dream it at all! Has it ever occurred..." - I wondered in a deeply saddened tone.

"No, I checked. It has never happened in the history of the pack. Nor it's happened in the history of any other pack, for that matter. I asked around." - Daddy informed me. I loved how we're so connected that I don't even need to finish a sentence. He's smarter than he looked.

"I'm sorry, daughter." - Dad told me in a deep somber tone.

"I'm sorry too, Rosalyn. I know I give you a hard time. But this is just cruel and unusual punishment!" - Emm spoke, reaching out his hand to touch mine. I looked up at him and he looked concerned for me.

"Thanks, dad. Thanks, Emm. I appreciate it." - I told them, trying for a smile.

If I had the worst plight of any Huntington in the last 120 years, at least I had my family with me. And deep down, it's all that we can ask for, someone to be there for you when you need it. And NO ONE does that better than your own family. Even if it's your chosen one!

But these fucking dreams will be the death of me!

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