Spirit Tales (The Millennium Wolves AU)
Chapter Fifty-Two

A sharp pain in my ribs made me snap my eyes open. All air left my lungs when I saw the sky was purple, showing it was about to be dawn.

I tried to sit up but my ribs protested vehemently. I tried again, but the pain was too much. Something was wrong with my ribs, obviously.

Suddenly a girl with neon-blue eyes and red hair appeared before me, and I recognized her as Ruby Pond. “Let me heal you,” she murmured shakily, putting her hands on mine, closing her eyes, and taking a deep breath. Warmth spread all over my body, and the pain weakened, until it completely disappeared. I stared at her in surprise when she opened her eyes. She smiled shakily, rose to her feet, and put some distance between us.

I took a few deep breaths and sat up. I looked to the side and saw that the enemy people were chained and overcome by our forces. Relief made me sag a little, but at that moment everything came back to me and relief was gone.

Tempest’s memories mixed with mine, and I felt my head almost blowing up from the information. But then, when it came to the part in which Tempest killed the fucking Spirit, and the Spirit changed back into Evander…

Tears blurred my vision and I found it difficult to breathe. I couldn’t even sit right. All I wanted was to crawl into some corner and cry. But I couldn’t do this, not here, with everyone.

“Angela.”

I raised my gaze, seeing Fred staring at me from a safe distance. He, Strider, Apollo, Maria and Magnus stared at me with worry, but all I could see was Fred. He looked at me with an expression that almost made me burst out crying then and there.

I shakily stood up, staring at Fred as if I’d seen him for the first time. His clothes were torn and ripped, his chest almost completely exposed, his hair wild and messy, his eyes wide with evident worry. I couldn’t bear to see him like this.

While the tears tore through my eyes, streaming down my face, I walked weakly toward him, and wrapped my arms around his waist, burying my face in his chest. He gasped in surprise, but didn’t hesitate to pull me back into his arms, tightening me to him. When I feel to the ground, me knees unable to hold me upright any longer, he fell with me, crushing me to him with a shattering hug.

And I cried in his arms, while he buried his head in my hair. And after a few moments of silence, we both felt it.

I suddenly felt a million emotions that weren’t my own. Panicked at the sudden change, I raised my gaze to him, and the panic faded away when I saw him staring at me with a smile so beautiful, so wide, that made my heart beat faster. He cupped my face in his hands, staring at me in wonder, just like I did him, and when he kissed me, I couldn’t stop the wave of emotions that were his and mind as one.

And when I deepened the kiss, I knew the Matic Race was over and I chose him.

I chose Fred.

The days after the incident in the forest were full or meetings, organizing, thoughts, fights, and so many things, I need to go back to the beginning.

All wolves and humans who were involved with Evander were imprisoned in the north. The only ones who didn’t go to jail were Ruby and Charlie, the Spirits of Life and Water. Both of them had been misguided for a long time. Ruby told us that the first Alpha, my father Christopher, executed Charlie’s family for crimes they committed. Charlie had been looking for revenge ever since, and wanted to kill the Alpha who came afterward, Casimir, and now Fred.

Ruby also said that Casimir, the second Alpha, hurt her family badly when he tore it into two; he took her mother to be his lover, because she was a beautiful woman, and he imprisoned her father somewhere in the south, where he died of old age.

Fred knew he could do nothing to ease their pain, so he didn’t bother trying. Instead, he offered them a place among his people, to be his helpers in order to atone for their crimes. Ruby agreed to it, and where Ruby went so did Charlie because he agreed as well, despite being more suspicious and hesitant.

In addition, Melinda Monroe had turned out to be a double-agent for Evander. She was arrested, of course, and sent to the north along with the rest of Evander’s people. It seemed my gut feeling about her was right after all.

After all this ordeal, Fred revealed to me that I was his Mate from the beginning. He told me that the moment he entered the dining hall in the beginning of the year, when he’d just come to the city, he instantly smelled me and knew I was his Mate. I couldn’t hide my feelings that followed, knowing I chose the man who was my Mate.

Strider took the news about his loss of Race better than I’d expected. In fact,he himself admitted that he suspected our chemistry was only meant for us to stay as friends.

Apollo, however, took it a little… peculiarly. He kept to himself, and while Samantha tried to cheer him up, he rejected her tries.

Tempest was silent inside my head. Now, after what had happened in the forest, our souls were perfectly synchronized so we knew what each of us thought. She sometimes spoke to me, but mostly she was quiet. I knew she felt guilt for killing Brock, but I told her over and over again that it wasn’t her fault, that it was Donovan’s.

The thing I found most relieving in the aftermath was that Adrioa told me I prevented an apocalypse she’d Seen from happening. That prophetic dream I had would not come to pass as well. It made me feel so much happier.

Meanwhile, our people started preparing to leave college. Now that Fred found his Mate - me - and because there was no other Spirit in the city, it was time to leave and keep travelling around the world from city to town, only this time I was joining in on the adventure, and I planned to help change things, especially for humans’ profit.

Fred had asked me again and again if I was sure I wanted to join him, and I continued to tell him I’d rather be with him than stay here at college. Besides, studying Biology wasn’t my thing anymore. Not now that I had the powers of Chaos, Calamity, and Disasters, and that I had the most amazing man in the world all for myself.

True, I didn’t know many things about Fred still, but I knew that what we had between us was really - Mates or not. And the way he treated me like a true gentleman… he captured my heart. His kisses made me want to take him in my hands and never let him go. His hugs were the greatest, the most safe-inducing, and I couldn’t bear thinking of ever be part from his arms.

One night, a month before our planned leave from the city, we lay next to each other in our bed in our room in college - it was a room meant for us only, you see. I was dressed in my pjs, while Fred was wearing a simple training pants and no shirt, and he had his arms around me. It was still odd for me to sleep with Fred in the same bed, but it was the good kind of odd, and I was beginning to get used to the feeling of falling asleep with his strong, warm arms around me.

“Fred?” I asked him that night, while I snuggled into him even more.

He hummed to show he was listening, even though his eyes were closed. I smiled and touched his face. “Fred,” I said again, feeling my cheeks blushing while I took a deep breath. “I want…” It was embarrassing for me to ask, and for a moment I started to doubt myself.

Fred, who felt what I was feeling now that the Mating Bond burned between us, opened his red eyes and stared at me. “What do you want, Angel?” he asked, caressing my hair.

“I want… I want you to make love to me,” my hair were crimson, and I buried it in his chest to hide them, mortified.

He tensed, but didn’t stop petting me. “You know what it means, my Angel,” he murmured, his low voice reaching my most intimate parts. “And I need to be sure that you are sure.”

There was no one surer than I was. “I want to. I know the consequences.” He’d explained them to me once, that the moment we-did-it, there would be no way back, and he would be mine - and I his - forever. I was ready to accept that - I didn’t want anyone else. I wanted him only. Only Fred. And I wanted him to take me - in the most intimate way.

And when Fred kissed me, I felt like my entire world tilting on its axis. He kissed me deeply, tangling his tongue with mine, and pushed me gently on to my back.

We kissed until we couldn’t breathe anymore. He touched me in places that had never been touched before, giving me such pleasure and lust like nothing I’d felt before. When our clothes were off and he was naked above me, I felt like the luckiest girl in the world, that Frederick Rhodes chose me.

When he pushed inside me, taking me, making me be his in the most possessive, protective way, I only faintly felt the short, sharp pain of my snapped virginity. When he was inside me, I felt like it was the two of us together, our souls winding around each other.

And when it was all over and I lay upon him, while he wrapped me in his arms, both of us slowly falling asleep, I knew I’d done the right thing, and that Fred was the best choice I’d ever done in my life.

Even though we still had a lot to learn about each, both of us knew there was no one else in the world for us.

A/N: Honestly, there a few short stories after this chapter on side characters, but ain’t nobody got time to translate ’em, so let’s end it here.

Well! This ended. Finally. What do you think? I know what I think. I’m so fucking relieved to be over with this lol. What about you?

Hope you enjoyed Spirit Tales, and stay tuned for other stories coming your way in the future :)