unbroken (unexpected series)

Chapter 18

A/N: Not Edited. On the random side, ugh. I love snow, but when it starts getting to be more than like two feet falling... **sigh** no.

Chapter 18 – Walter POV (18 years old, Three and a half years ago)

My dad used to say that something, much more than not, we found our mates when we weren’t even looking, I thought that was complete shit, what were they chances that you would just stumble onto them without any effort whatsoever? I’d roll my eyes, of course it didn’t matter whether or not you had human parents or shifter parents, it was all one in the same. You’d hear the same things, if you just stopped and listened.

‘One day you’re going to meet someone that knows exactly what you’re worth, that will love you on the inside and the outside, will show you kindness, will offer you a shoulder and ear when you need someone to listen, it might not happen right away, but you’ll find that person…” see you wouldn’t know that a shifter father told his shifter daughter that, or a human father told his human daughter that. I stood, picking up my photograph case heading out earlier for my class than normal, not wanting to get even more homesick than I already was thinking of my parents, and family.

We had been living in Texas, not with a pack or anything though, but after getting a scholarship after high school to study abroad, I took it, and my parents encouraged it, I even had a cousin – Andrew – that came as well, the two of us sharing one flat. One very small flat. But it kept us safe, warm and dry so couldn’t complain.

On campus with nearly an hour and a half to spare I just strolled, walking aimlessly, until I stopped dead in my tracks, inhaling, Mate! Mate! Mate!  My wolf, Zed alerted me loudly, howling.  Inhaling again though, I was confused; I couldn’t scent any shifter, none, not even the faintest bit. Taking my camera out, I started walking, pretending, and taking shots, while actually narrowing down the most enticing scent I had come across, that of my mate. Each frame, a different person, couples walking by, I tensed when I thought of my mate with someone else, but each one that passed that didn’t match the scent I was seeking, I sighed in relief. 

The air seemed to be bringing vanilla; with a hint mint and lilac from the right of me, so I crossed the street where a cabbie had stopped, the scent stronger than before. Crazily I continued taking pictures, stopping near the cabbie when I realized that the fragrance was the strongest right there, but didn’t belong to the driver. I went to the driver, “Excuse me, are you available?” I asked even though I’m sure he was waiting for someone, but it gave me a chance to stick around, waiting for my mate to come about.

“Yeah, I’m just dropping off,” he nodded, so I waited even though I didn’t have the money to waste to take a cab back to campus grounds, it’d be well worth it to get a good look at my mate. My wolf, Zed, eagerly waiting, until she appeared, the most beautiful, looking girl, young, just from looking I could tell she was young, couldn’t be any older than 18 years old, like me. Brown hair shined, and when she finally looked up our gaze meeting, I listened, watched as her lips parted, her  hazel eyes dilated, her heart skipped. Shaking her head, she looked down, getting something from her side bag, money, handing it too the cabbie.

“You all set?” he asked her, and she nodded shyly, not meeting his eyes, or looking away from me deliberately, don’t just stand there gawking at her, she’ll think you’re a creeper! Zed whined, but he was right, normal people didn’t just stare all wide-eyed at strangers, not the sane ones at least.