I'm the Alpha's Mate

Chapter 8

A nervous, uneasy feeling begins in the pit of my stomach, and it seems to intensify the closer that we get to Sebastian. Grandmother told me that he could either accept this part of me or acknowledge it and move on. Or he could react the way that Alpha did years ago and call me a demon, but I hope that option is unlikely. It should not be hard for him to accept it, right? The Mate bond will keep us close. The Mate bond will filter out the questionable as it does for me. Maybe he will react like Henry did, find it intriguing, interesting. Right when I told Henry he asked me questions of fascination, nothing showing that he may be put off.

"The Alpha is right over there, Luna," the guard says to me, and I look up from my feet.

Sebastian is indeed over there, and I watch him as he talks to Andrew and another Guard. My conscience is telling me to go, but my feet will not seem to leave their spot.

"Is everything alright?" The other guard asks me, and I nod.

"Thank you for taking me to him."

Slowly but surely, I make my way over towards Sebastian while convincing myself that this is the right thing to do. Andrew glances over at me, causing Sebastian to do the same. Andrew then says one more thing before walking away and joining a group of men, while Sebastian meets me halfway.

"Did you go to your grandmothers?"

"Um, yes. Actually, she told me something important, and I think it might help with—with this issue," I fight myself to speak the words.

"Alright," he says. "What is it?"

"Well, it's kind of a long story. I think someone is out to get me."

Sebastian's face hardens. "Let's go back to the house, and you can explain there."

After running back to Andrew and telling him where he will be, Sebastian and I walk back to the house. The walk is more timely than I hoped, he leads me inside, and we sit in the living room. My knee bobs up and down at a rapid pace as Sebastian sits down beside me. "You have to keep an open mind," I blurt out.

"Alright."

"Well, my grandmother and I, we aren't like others," I start, not having the courage to look him in the eyes. "We have this ability, or gift—she calls it a gift. Well, the moon goddess—we see her."

"You see the moon goddess?" He repeats me.

"See and talk to her, actually. She comes to me." Sebastian runs his hand down his jaw, and I take the opportunity to reach out to him. My hand connects with his arm, and he looks to me. "I know it sounds insane and unbelievable, and I don't know how to make it sound reasonable. All I'm asking is that you acknowledge it so I can explain why people might be looking for me."

"Okay," he agrees. "Go on."

"When my grandmother was younger she loved the Alpha of her pack, the pack I belonged to when I was a child. She told him about her gift, and he believed her, but he reacted negatively. The Alpha wanted to kill her because he thought she was a witch, or demon, or something, and that she was going to take the pack away from him." Sebastian's gaze is aimed directly into my eyes, making me squirm a bit. "Well one night he tried to kill her, and she ended up accidentally stabbing him in the chest. The Alphas son, who took over, was furious, and he somehow found out that my grandmother killed his father and he knew about the moon goddess and everything. Well, a while later after my grandmother found her mate and had a child, the son came after her. So that's why she moved out into the middle of the forest with my grandfather."

"And your mother stayed at the pack?" Sebastian asks.

"Yes. She didn't believe that my grandmother could communicate with the moon goddess. My grandmother tried to explain it and make her understand, but she was set in her ways. When my grandmother left, she was old enough to care for herself," I explain. "The son then turned to my mother and accused her of having the same abilities."