The First Fae Mate

Twenty | Spells

He answered by lifting his mouth to hers again with a crimson flush across his cheekbones. Visena peppered kisses across his lips before she couldn't resist the temptation any longer. It was as if the words had a mind of their own. "Looks like you've already fallen for me..."

Visena's grin was contagious. Gideon hid the smile in his hands and replaced it with a groan. They both fell into a small fit of laughter as they made eye contact again. "Stop Visena. We have to go soon." 

Gideon's flustered look made Visena giggle even harder. He pushed her off gently and flipped himself on top of her. Her laughter paused, but her flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes persisted. "Looks like the big, bad Alpha is embarrassed," Visena said breathily.

Gideon pulled a face before kissing her forehead and pushing himself off the bed. "Let's get ready..."

...

Visena gulped and wrung her hands, leaving the Packhouse that morning. As it turned out, every Invictus wolf had come for the announcement. All one hundred and something. In fact, the only wolves she couldn't find were her friends. "Where are Eve and Prim?"

 Gideon lay a comforting hand on her lower back. "Calypso," was all he said before facing the eager crowd.

"I've been told some of you overheard a conversation I had with our Delta last night and took it upon yourselves to share that with... Everyone." Many wolves took on a guilty look. Visena couldn't blame Prim; all of these bloody wolves were gossips! And eavesdroppers. Although, she couldn't really blame the Invictus wolves either. They were like a massive, oversharing family. No petty squabbles or rows had broken out for Visena's entire stay. Except for maybe Eve and Gideon... But even that animosity didn't last long before they were awkwardly hugging and making up. She wondered if her blood family were like that. 

"I understand your eagerness considering this pack hasn't had a female Alpha since my mother died," Gideon said with a sigh. "I don't have as much information as you deserve. As far as I'm aware, my mate is the first of her kind." 

There were a few murmurs at this. 

"She is not just Fae as many of you presumed. She is also a Wolf."

The crowd looked moderately uncomfortable. "How do we know it's not a trick? She could just be casting Faery spells on you! On all of us!"

Visena searched for the voice's owner but found they were too bunched together. Her eyes drew to her mother standing near the sparring squares with a calculating expression. Visena raised her brows at her, eliciting a smile from Esmerelda. She tilted her head as if to say, 'they're all yours.'

When Visena was about to speak up, a warm, feminine voice spoke from the forest. "Half Fae, huh?"

The pack's hackles rose, and they all took defensive stances. Gideon held out his hand in a stop gesture while Visena unabashedly walked towards the voice.

The woman looked powerful. Her muscles rippled as she moved; the shadow cast from the midday sun showed heavily defined abdominals. She must have run here as a wolf, Visena thought. Her attire was a sports bra and athletic shorts. No shoes. Her dark eyes were vigilant and complimented her bronze skin. 

Visena was drawn to the woman.

"Alpha Thyra," Gideon bowed his head slightly, and she reciprocated.

"You're the Praelia Alpha?" Visena asked.

"I came to see who had my border patrol wolves so... excited." Thyra's tone gave away nothing. She truly embodied her Packs namesake; she was a warrior.

Visena could sense some of the Praelia pack members hiding in the tree line. Her eyes flicked to her mother again, who was now shimmering. Esmerelda winked at her daughter before blinking out of existence. She wasn't gone, but she was invisible. Her mother was using a Glamour. The earth sprouted dark green grass and flat top mushrooms in a perfect circle beneath her feet. Visena tutted. No one would be able to use that square now.

"I must say," Thyra's voice broke through Visena's inner monologue. "I'm not that impressed..."

Visena's eyes returned to the visiting Alpha and crinkled. "I am. You are stunning."

Thyra's mouth opened and closed a few times. 

She was not expecting that reception.

"Be careful, Thyra. If you make an enemy of me, you will regret it." Visena walked closer, leaving Gideon to stand with his pack. "But that won't happen. I have a good feeling about you."

Thyra finally regained her voice. " My wolves are supposed to be loyal to me only. So how do you expect me to trust you when it seems like you're trying to steal my pack?"

"Careful what you imply," Gideon ground out between clenched teeth.

Visena silenced him with a look and took off her top layers until she only stood in underwear. Thyra watched sceptically while the Invictus pack edged closer. It was much easier to shift this time, and Visena stood proud in her wolf form in a blink. In the sunlight, her fur shone. Almost blindingly so. The pack gasped in collective amazement. She strutted the remaining distance to Thyra and trotted around her before playfully nudging her shoulder. Thrya undressed and shifted while Visena sat on her haunches observing. 

Thyra's mahogany wolf was fierce and prowled around Visena's massive wolf form. For such a petite Fae woman, her wolf was unnaturally large. They eyed each other for a few tense moments before Visena huffed. She let out a long howl, reminiscent of the night before, and Thyra stiffened. Half of the Invictus pack shifted involuntarily, and Visena cringed slightly. Whoops. Tattered clothes covered the path. Her eyes hardened. Everyone better pick up their mess, or there be hell to pay.

She looked over at Gideon and blinked. In her wolf form, she felt their bond so strong it hurt. Visena had to look away before the ache grew unbearable. Thyra shifted back, redressing and nodding with a strange expression.

"I get it now."

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