Chapter Fifteen ~ My name is Selene

Freya Rose

My heart sank, I had been dreading this. I never thought Tristan's family would be pushing him to get rid of me, though. I see them as my family too, I couldn't believe this was happening, and I tried my best to hold back my tears, but one fell from my eyes and slowly trickled down my cheek. Tristan wiped it away with his thumb and then kissed my cheek.

“She is not a phase mother. I love Freya, and you will not dictate to me who I can, and cannot be with. You want me to be with a she-wolf, well Freya will be one soon enough!” He shouted at his mother then pulled my t-shirt aside to reveal my mark. Clara gasped and the Alphas snarled, one of them then spoke to Clara,

“you have wasted our time Clara, this boy has already chosen his mate, his heart belongs to her. Only call us again if she doesn't make it through the transition.” My mouth fell open at his pure and utter bluntness. He stood up and left, the other two Alphas stood up to leave too, but one stopped in front of me, he hugged me and whispered into my ear,

“I wish you a safe transition, you will make a fine mate, a brave wolf and an even stronger Luna. I hope we meet again under happier circumstances, goodbye little hunter.” He squeezed me and then followed the others out of the door. Tristan had heard what the Alpha said and smiled at me.

“I think it's about time you left too, mother!” Tristan scowled at Clara.

“I WILL NOT!” She stood up and growled at Tristan. “I am your mother and you will show me some damn respect!” She shouted and it looked like the vein in her neck was about to explode.

“You lost my respect when you went behind my back and plotted schemes to get me to leave my mate,” he yelled back at her, raising himself up to make himself heard.

“SHE IS NOT YOUR MATE!” She screamed into his face. I could tell she wasn't far from shifting as her eyes were pure black.

“She is! I bit her and she felt the spark under her mark when I kissed it!” He said back to her, this time calmer than before. I think he was changing tactics and trying to convince her instead of shouting at her, shouting was only pushing her over the edge.

“What!? That's impossible, you can only feel that spark once the mate bond is complete, she's lying!” She said scowling at me.

“She is not, I didn't tell her about the spark or any other details about the mate bond. She couldn't have known, her reaction told me straight away that she is my mate!” He argued with her while squeezing my hand to reassure me. Clara slumped down onto the couch and began to cry.

“This can't be! Why would the moon goddess give you her? Why would she be so cruel and give you a hunter? My poor son, she will be the death of you,” she said while quietly sobbing into her hands. I felt so uncomfortable; I didn't know where to put my face. She really did believe that I would cause the death of her son. I could see her through new eyes now, she was a mother just trying to protect her son. I looked up at Tristan and urged him with my eyes to go to his mother, he shook his head and furrowed his brow. God this would be a perfect time for me to have the mind link skill.

I opened my eyes wide, and mouthed, 'Go,' to him, he sighed and let go of my hand. I walked away and headed upstairs to give them some privacy. I felt like listening in, but I decided against it. I would probably end up hearing a whole bunch of things about myself that I wouldn't like anyway. I walked into the bedroom then turned the light out, and then got into bed, I think they have a lot to discuss, I thought as I curled up and drifted off to sleep.

I stirred a little as I felt Tristan get into the bed behind me, he put his arm around my waist and pulled me tightly against his chest. The Tristan death grip usually bugged me, but now it made me feel safe and loved. He swept my hair aside and pulled down my t-shirt a little to reveal the mark. He purred as he kissed it, I wriggled and moaned lightly as it sent sparks surging through my body. I felt him smile against my skin, then he rested his head on his pillow and with a contented sigh he fell asleep. I had a really bad night's sleep, I kept waking up sneezing and having to blow my nose, Tristan woke up pretty much every time with me to keep me company. It was sweet of him and I kept telling him he didn't have to, but he insisted that this was his fault, so he wanted to go through it with me as my mate. It was comforting that he was completely sure that I was his mate.

I, on the other hand, had some slight doubts. I didn't want to doubt him, but I just couldn't let myself get my hopes up until the mate bond was complete. When this was all over I'd be able to enjoy it, I wasn't really afraid of dying. With everything I've been through lately, I doubt the moon goddess or the Archangel's would have made me go through it all, just to snuff me out with the flu. I tried to sleep as much as I could, but it was getting harder and harder to breathe. I even woke up once with the sound of a giant thud and Tristan moaning, I opened my eyes and peered over the bed. There he was, rolling around face first on the floor, he told me that I'd suddenly ascended with one of my sneezes and tossed him out of the bed with my wings. I couldn't help but laugh, even though I did feel sorry for the poor guy.

I awoke again as I heard the front door close, there was a glorious smell of bacon in the air, oh, sweet I can smell again, whoop, I cheered to myself. I stretched and rolled over and then got out of bed. I made my way downstairs and Tristan was busy in the kitchen putting a bacon sandwich on a tray. The tray had a little vase with a rose in it, and a glass of orange juice. I looked around and saw that boxes of my stuff were sitting by the front door. I walked around the couch and sat down.

“Hey, what are you doing out of bed? I was going to bring this lot up to you so that you could have breakfast in bed,” he asked me as he walked over and gave me the tray.

“Aww thanx babe, I think the smell of the bacon woke me up,” I said as I lifted the bread to inspect the bacon.

“Don't panic, your mom cooked it, she also drove your stuff over here for you too. I told her that you had the flu, so she helped me make you breakfast,” he said eyeing me as I inspected the food. I laughed and took a huge bite out of the sandwich, I was starving, and since I knew my mom had made it, I knew I wouldn't come down with food poisoning.

“You can smell again, has your flu gone already?” He asked with an eyebrow raised.

“Mm-hmm,” I replied as I faced him and nodded with my mouth full. He laughed as he wiped away a bit of ketchup that I had on my chin.

“That's amazing, in all the records of humans transitioning they had it for at least three days, if not longer,” he said with fascination in his eyes. He watched me with surprise as I shoved another large bite of the sandwich in my face. I finished my sandwich and gulped down the orange juice. I then wiped my mouth and turned to face Tristan.

“So what have we got planned for today?” I asked him.

“Um, nothing Freya. I thought you were going to be suffering from the flu, so my plan was to look after you all day,” he said as he took my tray over to the sink.

“Well I'm feeling fine, I wanna go do something, maybe we can go and visit Cassie or something?” I suggested in a chirpy voice. Tristan walked back over to me and sat back down. He placed his hand on my knee and apologetically said,

“sorry Freya, we can't. If you're over the flu today, it won't be long before the fever and hallucinations start. It will be safer for you if we stay here.” I sighed and threw myself back onto the couch like a stroppy child. I understood where he was coming from, but I felt fine and I didn't feel like being cooped up all day. “We can do anything you like here though, watch a movie or take a swim or...” He paused and shot me a sexy smirk. I laughed at him and quickly climbed up onto his lap.

“What exactly do you have in mind?” I asked in a low and sexy voice.

“It'll be easier if I show you!” He said as he grabbed a hold of my ass and stood up, I giggled as he effortlessly carried me up the stairs. We got into the bedroom and Tristan threw me down onto the bed, I propped myself up on my elbows anticipating his next move. He took his phone out of his pocket and played Pony by Ginuwine. my eyes grew wide as hell, as he slowly pulled up the bottom of his t-shirt exposing his abs, and then pulled it up and over his head.

He began to grind his hips, as he threw the t-shirt across the room, and I giggled in pure excitement as I watched him dance for me. I couldn't believe he was doing a strip tease for me, he ran his hand all the way down his chest and abs towards his crotch, while rolling his body from side to side in time with the music. His other hand joined the one already in front of his crotch and he began to slowly thrust his hips.

“Wooo, it's getting hot in here,” I said excitedly as I fanned my face with my hand. I was feeling extremely hot by now, but I wasn't going to say anything, I was enjoying his show, way too much. He quickly dropped to the floor, spread his legs and held himself up with one arm. He then turned his body slightly to the side to look at me, then he rolled his hips and proceeded to grind towards the floor. The grin on my face was huge by now and he smirked at me. He jumped back up and undone his jeans as he swayed his hips to the music. He bit his bottom lip and once the jeans were off he put his hand down his boxers and held onto his junk. He then pulled his boxers down and stepped out of them. He then slowly walked over to me and pulled my legs apart and stepped in between them. He rolled his body up against mine a few times then held himself up above me, and ground his hips against mine. I couldn't resist him anymore, and roughly pulled his head down to kiss me.

“What the fuck Freya!?” He growled at me and then quickly got off of me. He grabbed his boxers and put them back on, then turned the music off on his phone. He felt my forehead then called someone on his phone. “Linda, it's Tristan, Freya is in the second stage of the transition,” he said in a panic. Whoever was on the phone answered but I couldn't hear them. “Yeah I know, it's progressing really quickly,” Tristan replied. The person spoke again on the phone. “Ok, is there anything you can do to make it a little easier for her? At this rate the delusions and hallucinations won't be too far behind,” Tristan said as he finished getting dressed. “Ok, see you soon and thank you,” he replied on the phone, and then hung up.

I just sat on the bed watching him as he walked out of the room. I huffed in pure horny frustration; I was looking forward to where that striptease was leading. I threw myself back onto the bed and huffed again. I laid there with my eyes closed waiting for Tristan to come back.

I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up it was dark outside.

“Tristan?” I called out as I sat up on the bed. A low and vicious growl is all that replied. I could hear its claws tapping against the wooden floor as it came closer to me.

‘TAP… Tap, tap, tap… TAP… Tap, tap, tap...’

It crept out of the shadows and into the bedroom, I could just about see it's outline, as it camouflaged almost perfectly with the darkness of the landing. It edged further into the bedroom and I could now see it, as clear as day. The masculine and terrifying wolf was being gently bathed in an ice blue colored moonlight, that shone through the wall of glass behind me.

“Tristan?” I nervously questioned the wolf. It slowly pulled it's lips up and over its sharp teeth then snarled at me. I quickly held my hands out in front of me defensively and shifted back slightly on the bed. The gray wolf lunged forwards snapping at me.

“TRISTAN PLEASE NO!” I cried out to the wolf, but it wasn't backing down. I had no idea what had gotten into him, had he gone mad? Wait, this has got to be one of those delusions, or hallucinations, that Tristan was talking about? I quickly thought to myself. There is no way in hell he would attack me like this. I sighed with relief knowing that none of this was real. I had a new-found confidence, now that I knew I couldn't get hurt by this wolf. I crept forwards and held my hand out for him to sniff, while I said calmly,

“There's a good wolfy.”

It moved closer to me and took a quick sniff of my hand, the wolf kinda seemed ok, so I moved even closer to it so that I could touch it.

“Argh, oh my God!” I screamed as it sank its canines into my arm. I awoke suddenly to Tristan's frantic voice yelling,

“Freya listen to me! We might not have long before you pass out again. You have to keep fighting, if you get killed in the moon realm you'll die in this realm too.” I looked down at my arm and it was covered in blood, right where the big wolf had bitten me. My whole body ached, and I was so hot, it felt like I was in a sauna. “I thought I'd have time to explain it all to you before the delusions and hallucinations started, but your transition is progressing so much faster than we expected. Please keep fighting Freya, I Lov...” He said in a panic but then was cut off. Everything slowly grew dark again and Tristan melted away.

I was still in our bedroom, but I knew I wasn't in the real world anymore. I stood up and out of the bed, and as I went to walk out of the room, a beam of ice blue light surrounded me. I turned around and held my hand above my eyes like a visor. I squinted a little and was able to see that the giant full moon was shining through the window, and lighting up around me like a spotlight. I moved to the left and it followed me. I walked out of the room and down the stairs and continued to be followed around by this strange light.

I left the house and stood on the grass, just staring at the moon. It was so beautiful, so huge and powerful looking. The spotlight coming from it started slowly moving away from me and smoothly glided along the grass. It was headed towards the trees, but I just stood there watching it in pure fascination. It stopped by the tree line and something inside me suddenly told me to follow it. I began to walk towards the pretty ice blue spotlight and as I got closer to it, it moved away. Although it only ever kept a few feet between us, if I stop walking, it stopped. I followed it all the way through the forest until it stopped outside of a cave. I instantly recognized the cave; it was the one that I and Tristan had been in yesterday. The light zoomed into the cave, lighting it up slightly. I followed and entered the cave.

The spotlight had faded and now only dimly lit the cave; the walls were made of shimmering light blue rock. In the middle of the small cave was a beautiful pool made of ice blue colored water. I went to take a closer look, and as I peered into the crystal-clear water, I saw that there was something down there. It looked like brilliant white swirling lights, and they were very much like the swirling white circles that I had in my angel eyes. Watching the brilliant white lights swirl and move around in the water, was hypnotizing and I couldn't stop watching them. I felt the overwhelming need to touch them, so I reached a handout to try and reach them.

Suddenly a hand burst right out of the water and grabbed me by the arm, then it yanked me face first into the ice-cold water. I held my breath as the hand dragged me lower and lower into the depths of the pool. The light began to fade, and my lungs felt like they were going to explode. I held my breath long after the light had ceased to exist. The hand tightened its grip as it continued to pull me further and further into the darkness. Finally, I couldn't hold my breath any longer, and exhaled. I really tried hard not to inhale again, but my body wouldn't listen and it's natural reflexes kicked in, instantly opening up my lungs and begging for air. All that replied though, was the thick black darkness that had surrounded me. I chocked and gasped as my lungs filled up with water from the pool, but now the water was a thick black sludge. My eyes grew wide and began to burn, as my nose became blocked and I frantically grabbed at my throat. My eyes began to close as the last of my oxygen left my mouth, and all I could think of was Tristan. I felt tiny sparks in my mark, and it began to pulsate. The pulses grew and grew with intensity, growing stronger and stronger with every passing second.

Suddenly the brilliant spotlight I'd seen before, pierced through the thick dark liquid and connected with my mark. Heat burned through it and I felt teeth bite into it just like I'd felt when Tristan first gave it to me. A mix of pain and pleasure rushed through me as the warmth from it quickly swept over me eradicating every last ounce of panic that I had. The light began to pull me up through the black sludge, it pulled me up and up until I finally saw the surface. I broke through the surface of the pool and gasped for air. The thick black sludge of the pool grew vine-like arms, that grabbed at my legs trying to pull me back down. The light kept a hold of my mark and pulled me faster and harder through the air. There was a hole in the cave's ceiling and the light yanked me right out of it, and into the sky.

Up and up we went, until we were side by side with the stars. I looked up at the light and its trail led all the way to the moon. It pulled me a little further, then gently dropped me down onto the moon surface. The ground was soft like sand and glittered in the light. It was warm beneath my feet and the whole thing had a hazy gray-blue glow. I picked up some of the sand, and then let it delicately slip back through my fingers.

“Beautiful isn't it?” A softly spoken voice said.

I looked up, and coming towards me was the most magical woman I had ever seen. She had an ice blue glow around her and bright white hair. As she got closer to me, I could see that her eyes were clear blue with tiny gray specks. She had very pale white skin, and was wearing a stunning white gown. She stood in front of me, but I was in complete awe of her that I couldn't find any words. “Ah, Freya Rose! I have been waiting a long time for you. There is much that we need to discuss my child. My name is Selene. I am the one my beloved wolves call the moon goddess.”