He was staring at the girl lying on the other side of the bed, sleeping quietly. He took a deep breath and brushed the back of his palm to her cheeks. He could really feel that she was the one he's been looking for.
The connection between them was stronger when she finally gave herself to him. It was the same feeling he felt one hundred years ago.
'Are you really sure it was her?' His wolf asked.
'I'm one hundred percent sure. But how can I make her remember me? Remember us?' He answered.
'The only one who could break the curse is our mate. If she's the one, she has to remember us. If not, you know what will happen to her, right?'
He didn't answer. Instead, he tried to remember the last time he saw his lover.
***VERLICE CASTLE, ONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO***
"Zion, where are you going? You can't do anything about it now. She doesn't belong in this world. The Gods have taken her." It was her sister, Zoila.
He panicked when he heard that the Gods took his lover so he decided to go after her.
"Zoila, she's my mate. I won't let anyone touch her, even the Gods." He answered with gritted teeth.
Zoila took a deep breath and signaled the guards to stop him.
"I'm sorry brother but I won't allow you to ruin yourself and our family."
The guards were about to attack Zion when the entrance door of the castle suddenly opened. It was a strong breeze, enough to open the castle door.
A woman who was wearing a white dress loosely wrapped around her body with a sash holding the folds in place at her waist.
"I am Iris, a messenger of the Gods. You are Zion Sebastian Verlice, am I correct?" She asked.
He didn't answer so she took it as a yes. She then handed him a mirror with a golden handle and frame.
"The Gods have given you some time to talk to your lover through that mirror. You could at least say goodbye to her. Do it now. The mirror will be just an ordinary one after half an hour." She said before turning her back away from him.
The mirror suddenly lit up then he saw a woman who was caged and chained dressed in rugs.
"Love? What have they done to you? Where are you?" He asked, almost yelling.
There were signs of bruises and cuts in her whole body, proof that she was beaten and tortured.
She looked at him and instead of crying, she gave him a genuine smile. Her left eye was swollen and there was a deep cut in her lower lip, blood was flowing from it.
"Love, I'm happy to hear your voice. At least for the last time, even if I can't see you, I was truly happy." She said.
From her statement, only he could see her but she couldn't see him.
"Wait for me. I'll make sure to save you."
"No, love. They will kill you. I don't want you to get hurt. My life will end but I promise I will come back for you. Will you wait for me, my love?" She asked.
She wanted to cry from the pain from her heart. She wanted to see him badly but she knew that the Gods would never allow him to live if they continued their love.
"Don't say something like that. I won't allow it. Please wait for me. I will find you and I promise that they will pay for what they did to you."
He was a werewolf. A soon to be Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. He fell in love with a woman who was not a werewolf, nor a human. Her birth was considered an abomination by the Gods of Heaven and Demons of Hell.
No one knows what she's called. She was a product of a forbidden love. Cast out by her mother and a father she never knew, she found herself in the arms of Zion who saved her from the brink of death.
After that, he never saw her again. He went on a rampage, looking for her everywhere and became a monster, killing everyone who crossed his path. The Moon Goddess cursed him and his wolf because of what he did.
His wolf's power has been sealed. He could never shift to a werewolf and because of that his wolf couldn't smell the scent of anyone, especially his mate.
An Alpha without a Luna, cursed to be alone for a thousand years by the Moon Goddess. But he couldn't easily accept his fate. He promised he would find her. She promised she would come back to him.
Now that he found her, he would never allow anyone to take her away from him.
'I am still not convinced that she was our mate but I couldn't feel any rejection either. Do you think the witch could help us out?' His wolf asked.
'The witches' powers came from Orcus, the Demon God, so there's a big chance they could help us, especially the High Priestess.'
'But the current High Priestess was living with that Demon Princess. I don't like her.'
'I don't care who she is. We need to see the High Priestess. She has all the knowledge about curses.'
His wolf didn't answer back. Ophelia, the current High Priestess, was summoned by the Demon King and currently in the Underworld. She would be back in a month like what he told Amaris.
"Oh Goddess, I've been searching for her for a hundred years. Isn't that enough? Did you really curse me for a thousand years? When will you come back and bless us with your light? We have been waiting." He thought inwardly.
He sighed and looked at the girl beside him again. She was sleeping like she was in a deep slumber. He laid down beside her, pulling her closer.. He kissed her on the lips before closing his eyes to sleep.