《The rightful Luna》Extra. Rayan's POV
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Before me was the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on... my mate.
She was as perfect as I had always pictured her to be. Her chocolate brown eyes moist with unshed tears, her rosy pink cheeks, her cherry lips, and her small face, everything about her was perfect. Everything about her made my wolf scream she was mine.
I had always been with countless girls. Everyone that threw themselves at me, I never refused. I knew I would finally find my mate one day, and until then I wanted to have as much fun as I could. Even just before I returned to my pack's territory, I never refused the girls that came towards me hoping to be the Luna. I laughed at them secretly, but still I would never refuse a free meal.
Because once I found her, my missing half a soul, I would dedicate the rest of my life to her and dedicate my life protecting my pack as the Alpha, but until then I was a free man.
Meeting Brianna at the ball, smelling her sweet strawberry scent... I thought she was the one. My wolf said, at that time, he did not feel the mate pull towards her and even I did not feel it. Other than her scent, she did not seem like my mate. But she was the most beautiful girl there, the only one present that stood out from the rest, if she was not... then who else would deserve to be the mate of an alpha.
So I asked her then why I could feel a faint scent from her as if she was my mate, but did not feel the pull towards her as soon as I approached her. She looked at me with eyes full of love and hope, but wavered a bit at the question I asked. She stood silent for a moment, before explaining to me that she had not yet shifted as she was only 20 years old, and perhaps that could be the reason.
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Suddenly her scent got stronger as she looked towards the door with eyes wide open. Why, I did not know... so I looked behind me following her gaze, but I did not manage to see what had caught her attention, when she talked once more grabbing my interest again.
We spent the entire duration of the ball together, she would not leave my side at all, always clinging on to me. But this made me happy as I also loved her eagerness towards me and her comforting presence. We were at the center of attention, as all the guys and girls looked towards us with envy in their eyes.
The following days we were together more and more, I could not get enough of her presence and adorableness. She was a sweet girl, pure and innocent. A perfect fit for a Luna. Everyone around us cheered us on, seeing us together. She was liked by so many people because of her gentleness and proper character. Everyone would tell me about her intelligence, her care towards her friends and towards her family. Since she was young until now she liked to cook, to help around the house and she even made her own clothes, and sometimes for her friends as well.
Her friends also told me she was more mature than her older sister, with the latter not able to compare to her no matter how she struggled to do so. And I could see that for myself and confirm their words, as her sister even had delusions of becoming a watcher student, and had thrown a tantrum, until her mother let her do as she pleased. Of course, my petite cute mate only confided in me about this, as she was too sad and disappointed with her sister. She never told her friends though, so they would not judge her sister even harsher, than they already were.
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Her friends also mentioned my mate was also more beautiful than her older sister. To which I agreed, as I once saw her older sister's photo when she showed me some photographs of her family on her phone.
Such an invisible presence and solemn expression, not even a small smile was on her face in any photo I saw and she was always looking down, you could not see her eyes. But I did not linger much looking at her, seeing the cheery pretty face of my mate next to her, it caught all of my attention.
Spending even more time with Brianna, I noticed the strawberry scent got stronger, making me think she was getting close to shifting.
I felt deeper feelings for her every day, so it only took about a week and I succumbed to temptation and made her mine. Today was supposed to be her Luna ceremony, tonight I was supposed to mark her, as she was already carrying my pup.
But even though I fell in love with her, strangely I was still waiting to feel the mate pull. My wolf had not cared for her in the slightest other than her scent. And today, I finally understood why. The strawberry fragrance hit my nose as soon as I opened the ballroom's door, with my mate behind me. It overpowered every scent in the room, it overpowered my supposed mate's scent also.
Confused, I looked up following the scent, with my wolf howling in my head. Locking my eyes with her, I felt my knees go weak, I felt my heart pound in my chest and I finally felt the mate pull, realizing what seeing your true mate really should be like.
My mate was Brianna's sister. The one everyone had said was a jealous, insignificant and immature person, too petty to even attend her sister's ceremony. But why could I not understand now what they had told me, why could I not see any of it in her appearance.
How could such a beautiful person be anything but perfect?
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