Serenity moved in a slow trot behind the rest of her pack. Still, having sensed the dark one located nearby, the visions assaulting her once again, visions that would have embarrassed her, making her human half blush. Though she had prayed that someday she would find a mate, she didn't think that it would turn out to be a complete stranger.
Lita, the beautiful brownish wolf, slowly approached the white wolf and lowered her muzzle in respect. 'My princess, what bothers you,' she asked.
Serenity huffed softly and acknowledged her Beta by gently bumping the wolf's snout.
'The male wolf,' she trailed off, 'he seemed so familiar but not.'
'You think so? If I may be so bold, your highness, perhaps it is because the mating moon is upon us. Hormones run rampant at this time,'
Lita responded, a slight teasing chuckle in her voice.
Serenity grunted in frustration.
'I suppose that could explain it, a strange male comes around and I all but lay down and . . .' the beautiful wolf growled, her statement trailing off.
'You would do no such thing, Princess. You are the most loving, respectful, and caring Alpha female I have ever met. Even you deserve some happiness,' Lita wholeheartedly confessed.
'I guess you are right,'
Serenity sighed, 'at least I didn't give in, though I thought about it.'
Lita laughed, 'I would have, and he was handsome.'
Serenity shook her head and both wolves took off to catch up with the pack.
The great dark wolf stood in silence, listening to the two females as they conversed. It took all his strength not to break and claim his mate. He had known the moment he saw the white alpha wolf, he'd found the perfect mate to rule by his side, raise their young, and govern their people. He also knew he'd have no hope in Hell of that happiness, if he allowed his wolf to claim her before his human counterpart.
Endymion stealthfully followed the female pack back to their home, watching in awe as Serenity transformed into a nude young woman of about twenty-two with long whitish blonde tresses flowing to mid-back. Her body was petite with an athletic build. She stood several inches shorter than Endymion did and her eyes were as blue as her wolf counterpart.
He watched intently as his soon-to-be mate got dressed, his body hardening with lust. Endymion, feeling a little guilty for his intrusive behavior, he cautiously made his way back to the area surrounding the lake.
Assuming human form, the young dark haired male gathered some clothes he'd stashed nearby and dressed quickly.
"So, you saw her, huh?" a regal looking woman, slightly shorter with long black hair that poured its way to the backs of her knees asked. Her eyes shone a sapphire blue.
"Mother," Endymion spoke lovingly, "you should not be out here alone."
"I'm not, Endy, you are here," the older female version of Endymion responded.
"Mother," he growled.
"Endymion, do not growl at me. I can still tan your hide," his mother countered.
"Endymion turned a deep shade of red and glanced at the ground, "Sorry Mother, I'm just frustrated. I want so badly to claim her. I've waited so long," he lamented.
The elderly woman approached her son and gently wrapped her arms around him, "Soon, my young prince. Both you and your generals will claim your mates. You must be patient."
Endymion returned his mother's affectionate hug, and then mother and son turned as one and walked into the forest.