Thor's POV
For the first time in fifteen years, I don't have a nightmare. Instead, I had a beautiful dream. Well, the dream wasn't entirely beautiful since it ended badly, but it was from the beginning.
I dreamt about the sun, setting on a golden wheat field that swayed gently in the calm evening wind. Right at the center of the field stood a goddess. The loveliest of all women with golden tresses that cascaded down her back and over her shoulders, and beautifully tanned skin that glowed as the evening sunlight shone and cast its shadow on her.
Even though I hate the fact that she was scantily clad in a long, golden chiffon dress that leaves little to the imagination. I love the perfect curvy body that I could see through her thin, threadbare dress. I'm especially attracted to her round and high breasts with dark prominent nipples and darker areola
At the mere sight of her, my wolf was already jumping crazily within me, clawing to rise to the surface and meet with his mate.
"Mate!"
"Mine!"
I growled together with my wolf and hastily walked towards where she was standing, twirling a stalk of wheat round and round a finger. She's mine and mine alone and therefore shouldn't be seen by any man in this state of near nakedness.
I reached out to drape my jacket around her shoulder to cover her body but she was moved out of my reach. The more I reached out to her, the farther she moved away from me until she was too far away for me to reach out to.
I closed my eyes for a second in frustration. 'She's my mate, or isn't she? Why the fuck is she being moved away from me each time I reached out to her!?' I asked my seer who I noticed had suddenly appeared beside me out of nowhere but he had no words to reply to me with.
When I opened my eyes, the sun had disappeared from the sky. Daylight had totally faded away, leaving darkness in its wake. Then another scene appeared from nowhere and I saw my goddess again. Rage rose within me when I saw she was with another man.
No, they weren't just talking, they were locked in a loving embrace, kissing the hell out of each other! Boiling with anger, my wolf, Kane, bared his teeth, his growl rumbled loudly from deep within me, clawing furiously to be let out and ripped the shifter that was kissing our mate from limb to limb. But I held a firm grip on him like he always does for me whenever my anger was about to make me cause some serious damage
When he couldn't make me do his will like those times when he would console and calm my rage down, he began to give a high-pitched howling sound like he was in pain or as if he had truly lost his mate. His painful whine was so loud inside my head that my eyes shot open and I immediately sit up in bed, lightly massaging my temple to get rid of the headache I can feel coming up.
I breathe a sigh of relief when I realize it was all a dream. I call out to Kane to let him know what he saw was just a dream but he had retreated to the farthest part of my mind to lick his wounds and refuse to answer my call. I am surprised by my wolf's attitude, ever since the death of my mother and Eric's parents, he has been the wise voice of reasoning inside my head, acting like my psychiatrist so how can he not know this is just a dream?
I didn't get to sleep until four in the morning because of our impromptu preparations to move back to San Francisco. I checked the time and saw it was almost six. I've only had two hours of sleep but it's no big deal to me. I've gone for forty-eight hours before without sleeping a wink
There's no need to go back to bed again since my flight is scheduled for seven. I get up from the bed and dress up for the gym. I will be in the air for fourteen hours, better get all the exercises I need until then
Before going to the gym, I first go to the kitchen to get a glass of water as my throat feels parched. As I drink my water, I wonder about the dream that started sweet and ended badly. Even though I'm yet to meet my mate, I already know all there's to know about her, and I'm sure she wouldn't dare cheat on me, not unless she has a death wish.
My uncle's seer who is also part of the family already informs me of the kind of she-wolf my mate is. Although the seer has never been wrong in any of his predictions, there's no one on this earth I trust a hundred percent, more than Eric and my Uncle, Elias.
I have never and will never leave anything to chance. If it happens that the seer's words are wrong this time and my mate is indeed cheating on me then she will surely die by my hands. I will not have another man's leftover as a mate.
I think about the girl and try to recall her face from the dream but couldn't. The only information about what she looks like that I can remember from my dream is that she's a beautiful goddess with beautifully tanned skin, golden luscious hair, and curves in the right places.
Since I didn't meet her in all the fifteen years I've spent in Denmark, I'm now certain she's in America. The big question now is, where exactly is she in America, and how do I find her when there are hundreds of packs both large and small in the state of California alone?
The seer told me she's got Alpha blood running in her veins but judging by the threadbare dress she wore in the dream, I think if she's truly the daughter of an Alpha, then her pack would be one of the small poor packs trying to get by and make ends meet inside one of San Francisco's many mountains.
"What a bummer!" I say to myself as I move to the sink to wash my glass.
"What's the bummer?" Eric asks as he enters the kitchen, walking straight to the water dispenser
"Finding my mate..." I grumpily reply
"And since when do you start to get anxious about finding your mate when we know she will eventually come?"
"Since when I dreamt that she's cheating on me!" I say and Eric burst out laughing, spilling the water in his mouth everywhere.
"What!?" He asks unbelievably when he's done laughing at my stupidity. "You look this angry just because you had a dream about your mate cheating!?"
"Yes! Look I know that sounds ridiculous but how do you explain Kane's refusal to accept that it was just a dream? His howling inside my head and his refusal to talk to me!?"
"Then I'll say you should definitely be worried since we both know Kane isn't one to act without a valid reason..."
I can't stomach the possibility that my mate had been with another man because she couldn't wait for me. Eric's confirmation rekindles my anger to the point I unconsciously crush the water glass in my hand too hard and it cracks, instantly breaking into pieces. I don't even realize I was injured on time until Eric point it out to me
"You cut yourself! What the fuck is the matter with you man!" He says and hurries to the kitchen cabinet where we keep the first aid box.
I go back to the sink and hold out my hand under the running water to wash out the blood and remove any shards of glass from the wound
"You know I'm not going to need that so put it away! It will heal in no time" I say when I see him walking to me with the first aid box in hand
"I know... I just want to make sure there are no fragments of glass left inside the wound, plus you still need to get it covered with a band-aid. It's a pretty deep cut, you can't just leave it exposed like that" He says while examining my wound before he started bringing out all the stuff he would be needing from the first aid box
I sit down and surrender my hand to him when I see he's right. It's a deep cut in-between my thumb and index finger
and it's bleeding heavily. It's also bleeding from other tiny cuts on my palm.
"I know you're angry but can you control your emotions and try not to be rash next time? You need your two hands to fight and beat your knucklehead brother you know!?" He says when he's done treating and bandaging my hand
"I don't need my hands to fight a knucklehead. I'll beat his ass even if I'm blindfolded with my two hands tied to the back..." I reply testily
"And I hope for her sake that my dream was just a dream a nd she's not cheating on me. Otherwise, I won't hesitate to destroy her if that's the case. I will not accept another man's leftovers as my mate and also would never share what is mine with another man. Never!"