Be My Mate

Sabrina's POV

"Ladies and Gentlemen, The Moon Goddess." Evan announces as I walk in. Draped in a silky red that hugged my body, I walked past everyone once again but only this time, they made way for me.

Each person I walk past would bow in respect. Not sure if it's because of my family or position. It could be that they don't want to be hanging up almost to the ceiling like our dear friends.

"Let the celebrations begin." I say once I make it to my family, turning to face the crowd. The crowd goes back to their loud chatter and laughs, quickly forgetting the hanging men.

"Sabrina, please. Let them down, I think we all get the idea." My mother tells me, not being one to forget as blood drops on the floor but I shake my head no.

"They will stay up for the remainder of the night. Every time someone gets an idea to attack this family, this image will be burnt in their heads as a reminder of what happens if they carry it out." I say looking at my mother.

I look up at everyone, having changed clothes and looking fresh. Aiden was slouched and looking grim, with a fresh suit. I can understand how he is feeling. That is his family and he loved them, he loved them and it is never easy to lose a loved one but actions have consequences, which brings me right back.

"We need to stop being nice. We tried it and look where it got us? We are wolves for goddess sake, the ruling family! Which monarch have you ever heard of that has been disrespected and attacked the way we have? Going soft is definitely not the way." I say before looking back at my mother.

Hunter nods his head before taking a sip of his amber colored drink.

"Sabrina is right." Hunter says. Every one waiting for him to continue with an old story about his struggles but that's all we get from him.

"Sabrina, it is time." Evan mindlinks me. Saving me from another complaint from my mother, I let them know it was time.

I turn to face the crowd as my family walks off the podium to give me space. Three elders join me.

One holding a staff that I was introduced to earlier when I first came to the heavenly realm.

The second one holding a shiny rock.

book

elder walks up to me, holding

this realm because it is your blood that first created it. Everyone in this room would not be here if it was not for the pure blood that runs in your veins. It is your ancestors that created the wolf man. It is your ancestors that had the shifting gene and shared it with all of us, with only just a drop. With only just a drop, a wolf can shift to man. It is your blood that rules over all of us. The power inside you, inside your father and brother, controls everyone of us in this room. Your wolf knows it but today, we

staff and I take it from him. The second my hand touches it, I feel my power get amplified. Every thought in this room, I could hear it.

would just die after the big

you accept this gift and swear to never abuse it. Swear to use it to be the best you can be and

before stepping back to allow the next elder that walks up

family because you were the only. Your blood alone allows us to be human and to be animal. It is the blood that's runs in your veins that allows us to survive shift after shift and to thrive. Your blood has gifted us pure living as animal and man. You are the first because you were the only. Your blood unites us all as we find a way around life. Your blood sustains us, your blood drives our thirst. It is then your blood, we pay respects to. It is the first family we follow and not

white but very shiny as if it had bits and pieces of diamonds or something

calm and I could

I

at your best

nod my head yes. "I swear it."

allow the last

that gives full control to be our greatest. It is your blood we follow, we respect. You are the first because you were the

book at my

For every moon goddess that has come before you pledged their lives in this book. By drop of

and a drop of blood rises up for all to see before flying down and in to the book. When the drop of blood touches the blank page, an image

closes and goes up in to the air before it completely disappears. The last elder

to their knees and

all stay like that for a few seconds, probably a minute to really enjoy this moment. Not many would have

all stand up. Josey throwing me

thrown out of here and forgotten. How my mother lived in hiding and selfishly doing things that have come to bite us in the ass but doing them to protect us. My twin and I, growing up apart and that I had no knowledge of him until recently. Josey going through so

play my hand. It was time to let these