The Alpha's Shy Mate

60. Memories

Jordan's POV

Last night was actually the best night of my life.

Like literally.

Being so close to Avery for the whole night affected me even more than I had realised it would at the moment. I thought that it might just bring a temporary sense of calmness and belonging but even now that I left, I can still feel it. It's like an active volcano inside of me, constantly erupting, bringing surges of that same feeling in pulses. Not too much to overwhelm my mind, but enough to stay relaxed without having that persistent need for Avery. However, that will be an eternal need, I just don't feel it as much as I have the past few nights.

My attitude seems to affect my whole day, it makes me want to skip down paths, smell flowers and smile at every stranger that I pass. I don't why I feel so happy.

It's like Avery is my drug. And, I'm completely, utterly, stoned right now.

I can still taste her lips on mine, feel her skin under my fingers, and hear that gorgeous laugh of hers ring through my mind. She has imprinted everything about her on me, physically and mentally. I don't know what I'd do without her.

The thought of losing her brings my mood down a notch, but as soon as I take in a deep breath, that slight feeling of nirvana returns, creating a warmth in my chest. It's as if Avery lighted a small spark in me when I first saw her, which developed into one of many flames. The flames connected when I told her about werewolves which became a campfire. At the moment, it feels like a bonfire's burning down to my core, heating every element of me. Giving me a deep spreading heat that fills me whole. I've never experienced this so strongly before.

Who would've thought that Avery could have such an effect on me? I sure didn't see that one coming.

Considering my strange shape-shifting ability, I was raised by wolfs, quite literally. It's always just been a known fact that werewolves exist, seeing as my whole family and the people around me would be shifting at any point of the day. I never thought it was something weird until I started having to go to school. My pack made it very clear that our secret was to stay a secret, and they even considered home-schooling me because of how much I talked. Apparently, I was quite the tell-tale when I was younger and would use any excuse to talk about anything, especially when I saw something that I knew was wrong.

However, when I saw something I wanted, I would get it no matter what, and not worry about how many lies I made or how many consequences I faced.

That's sort of how I became friends with a girl in our pack around my age called Violet. I remember vaguely one day when I spotted her trying to get some lollies from this jar that some of the pack members would give to the kids, but only rarely and they were mainly used as treats. The only problem was that none of us little ones knew where it was hidden. I remember watching her try to balance herself on top of a chair which wobbled slightly. I didn't even think about how she managed to discover the legendary hiding spot of the lolly jar. Now, I know just how clever she is, and I know that even back then she was quite the braniac.

Since that day when I helped her get the lolly jar, we would continue sneaking to the kitchen, stealing a few lollies each time, but not enough for anyone last night. We made a pact, sort of like a mutual understanding, that one of us would keep watch while the other took the lollies. We both knew that her favourite was the green leaf shaped ones, while mine were the red raspberry ones.

We didn't really talk much but just knowing that we had a secret that nobody else knew made our friendship seem so much more interesting.

Violet is now the pack doctor and I'm still friends with her to this day. Of course, once the lolly jar thing didn't seem as special as it once was, we lost touch for a bit but when we were in high school, we studied together. However, seeing as Violet was so much more intelligent than me, she would mainly help me out with my homework and tried to fit in with her studying as well.

I haven't seen her in a while, but I've been thinking about seeing her. That reminds me, I've been planning on taking Avery to the pack house soon. I really hope that she likes it and that it will help her understand more about my lifestyle. That includes the pack hospital, so maybe I will get to see Violet soon.

Also, she might have some answers about us being mates. I know our pack hasn't experienced a human werewolf mate relationship, at least in the time I've been alive, but she could have studied about it while training to be a pack doctor. You need way more training to become a pack doctor than normal human doctor because you need to know about two completely different bodies that are connected in one.

Violet had always been smart, and interested in the whole concept of werewolves, which led her down the path of becoming a pack doctor. I've had my fair share of visits to the infirmary, due to fights with other werewolves and after trainings with the pack. Of course, I never got that badly injured, it was always the other guy that was worse. Having the Alpha blood in me gives me much more strength and dominance over the pack, but there are a few mutts out there who think they're better than me.

I've made sure that they know that they were wrong.

I sit on my bed, smiling at the thought of Avery at the pack. I know that everyone's going to love her because she's so kind and sweet and respects everyone. Even though she is human and fairly shy as well, I'm sure the pack members will respect her as well. If they don't, they won't be a pack member anymore.

I do have lots of power over the pack, especially now that I have Avery as well. It is known that once you find your mate, you feel stronger both physically and mentally. I can sure feel the strength.

Now that I have Avery, I'm going to become Alpha. My Dad will step down when he finds out that I've found my mate which has been known to me since a young age. I've always been taught that I have power and one day, I will lead my pack. I never really thought much about mates, even though I've surrounded with people from the pack who had mates. I used to believe that having a mate was like a spell, but a bad one, like a curse or even a burden. Everyone seemed so hypnotised and too focused on being around their mate that they didn't see other things around them. I remember very vaguely, when I was younger that an opposition pack attacked us. It really wasn't that big, but I remember watching all the fighter wolves running down the hallway and being picked up by my mother and taken to a safe room where we waited for a while.

When my Mum was rushing me down the corridors, I definitely remember watching at least 4 couples trying to reassure each other instead of fighting against the enemy pack.

Throughout the years, that memory stuck with me and I always promised to myself that I wouldn't allow myself to get too attached to my mate when I find them.

I find that hard to believe now that I've found Avery.

I definitely respect those couples from the pack much more than I did before, now that I know how much they must've cared for their mates.

It was one of the only memories I remembered from childhood, and it has completely changed my point of view on mates now that I'm older.

I love Avery, and I will protect her from everyone and everything, no matter what. 

Sorry, I've been planning on writing for the last few days but I've just been really busy. Also, sorry for this crap chapter, it's mainly just about Jordan's feelings. Plus, new character introduced!! Violet is one of Jordan's friends, and is also the pack doctor, and I'm planning on having more of her in the story :)

I hope you're enjoying the story even though it's really slow but still remember to vote and comment what you think!

Rebelllama

(Jessica De Gouw as Violet)

btw, Jessica De Gouw is the Huntress from Arrow if you watch it :)