Lupina shifts waking up in a bed and wonders how she got there. Slowly opening her eyes to see the redheaded girl that everyone so far has called Kayleagha, sitting on the bed beside her watching her. "I am sorry I hurt you."
"Who were you roaring at?"
"Luna."
"You spoke to Luna, how is that possible? She has forsaken all Weres."
"Luna has not forsaken me, well at least I don't think she has. She picked a mate for me after all."
"So what does this so called mate of yours look like anyway?"
"Well he kinda looks like you. The same black hair and blue eyes."
"Was he really tall, broad shoulders?"
"Yes."
Lupina looks around for her stuff, pulling her wallet out of her purse. Opens up the wallet and hands a small picture to Kayleagha. "Is that him?"
Kay purrs softly as she looks at the picture, "Yes that is him."
Lupina stiffens just slightly and screams "Bec we have a problem."
Bec, Susan and Roger come running into the room to see Kayleagha, rubbing the picture against her cheek purring softly.
"Lup what is the problem?"
"Well it seems your little cat like niece is soul mated to Don."
"Shit, that is really going to be a problem."
Susan looks at Bec. "What do you mean by that Sis?"
"The last of the white tigers is soul mated to the Master Alpha."
Susan gasps and grabs Rogers arm. "How can that be? Why would Luna be so cruel?"
"I don't think that she means to be cruel. Maybe she is trying to bring back the white tigers in the strongest way, by mating the last of Lunera's line with the last full male descendant from Luner's line."
"So you know the myth about the white tigers, how they came to be?"
"Yeah we were taught about it in our history classes. Luna fell in love with her first creation, a Werewolf she aptly named Luner. The union spawned a single offspring a daughter. When she turned 21 years of age, that is human years. Lunar shifted for the first time, into a almost glowing white tiger."
"That is the basics of the myth yes."
"It was almost 200 years later that Lunar mated for the first time to a human male, he could never shift. There six daughters on the other hand were just like there mother. All of which mated back into the Were lines and the white tigers spread. It is a rather recessive gene and after the daughters had children only one third of there female offspring were tigers."
"Does that not mean that another white tiger could or has popped up in the wolf population since then?"
"It takes two parents with the gene to create a tiger and not many have it now or it is breed out of the wolves almost completely now."
"OK, so auntie Bec why did you bring her here?"
"Kay I brought Lupina here so that she could teach you to fight."
"Oh, OK so can we wait till the morning to do that I am tired?"
"Yes we can wait till the morning."
"Can I keep this picture please?"
"Yes keep it. Now out of here I want to get back to sleep. You need to be up early tomorrow Kay."
"OK, OK I am going." Kay clenches the picture to her chest. She jumps off the bed and races out the hall. "Night Mom, Dad, Auntie Bec."
Kay almost slams her bedroom door shut and quickly strips, then climbs into bed. Not before she places the picture on the nightstand. She snuggles under the covers and quickly slips off into dreams about Don.
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The air is hot and moist, almost like it was back in LA on a really hot day. Kay lays in the middle of a meadow, surrounded by tall almost ancient tree, unlike any she has ever seen before. She can hardly see through the trees to see the sky over head but a single shaft of moonlight makes it through and shines down on her.
Donavon runs carefree through the an ancient forest, scenting the air as he runs. A trace of the most exciting scent he has ever smelt tickles his nose. Almost like vanilla and honey, so sweet that it catches his attention. His wolf howls out "MINE" and he quickly shifts. Taking off in the direction the scent is coming from.
Kay sighs and detects the slight sound of a howl in the distance. Stretching and rolling over on her stomach. Kay hums softly to herself as she just listens to the sounds of the forest.
The smell is getting stronger. Donavon picks up the pace. Growling softly with his growing need to get there faster.
Laying her head on her hands, she closes her eyes and quietly rests thinking of handsome man in the picture. Purring ever so softly she wonders what he is like.
The scent is even stronger. Donavon bursts through a bush and lands on the side of the meadow. Before him is the source of the heavenly smell.
The crash of something coming through the bush of to the left of the meadow causes Kay to jerk up. Her eyes go wide with fear. Standing there is the largest Wolf she has ever seen. It stands higher then her seated form, almost solid black, save for a strip of silver on it's chest. She shifts back slightly, and glaces around trying to find away to get away from it.
Instantly detects the scent of fear now coming from the girl. Donavon slowly starts to move toward her.
Kay shifts back from the wolf's approaching form.
The scent of fear gets stronger almost overpowering the heavenly scent he had smelt before. Whining softly Donovan drops down on his belly and rests his head on his front paws.
Almost shocked by the wolf's reaction, Kay stops and tilts her head to the side watching it.
Donavon watches her, gets up just slightly and moves an inch toward her on his belly. All the time still whining softly.
Kay shiver, just watching the wolf. She has never heard of a wolf acting this way, but then again she has never met a wolf before.
Donavon thinks to himself "By Luna is she beautiful."
Kay shakes her head just slightly. "You are not a wolf are you? You are a Were?"
If his wolf could smile he would be right now. "Yes I am Were but I am also a wolf, how did you know that? Little one how did you get here?" Donavon projected to her.
"Oh, I am dreaming. From what I can gather you must be as well."
Donavon inches even closer to her. Scenting the air. The scent of fear has faded but is still lingering around her.
Kay settles and watches him come closer. "Why are you here wolf?"
"I followed a scent I had never smelt before."
"Oh, and what was that scent wolf?"