My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift novel Chapter 28

　　Luna of the tribe.

　　[MOMENTS EARLIER]

　　Five days had passed since the Alpha Convergence, one in which Wolf King Asher had told all the Alphas and Betas present that he would obtain his mate, the Luna of the Tribe, before the next meeting in less than three weeks.

　　He sat within his cave as he thought of the next step, or how he would be able to achieve the goal he set for himself and the word he gave the Alphas. His black hair dropped, covering his sharp eyes and slightly pointed nose. His chin rested on his hand as he pondered on the matter.

　　Asher didn’t know what to do anymore. The matter was not so easily solved by his fist, claws or intimidation. Finding a mate was something beyond even his own power. For someone such as him, this was rare, unheard of even. But such was the reality of his circumstances.

　　A mate, also known as the other half of a wolf is someone all adult werewolves possess. However, a Werewolf’s mate is not one whom either can decide for themselves. The binding truth of the Werewolf which existed since ancient times is that a mate is one who is chosen by Destiny to complete the wolf.

　　A mate is not someone one picks, it is one who has already been predestined for such a Werewolf. Parents would often tell children the tales of how they met their mates. A sudden feeling within the wolf within would surge forth, and the scent of such a mate would never leave the one searching for them. In other words, a Werewolf can not mate with another Werewolf who isn’t his mate. Such a union would end in disaster and unfruitfulness.

　　For a Werewolf to be recognized as a responsible member of the pack, they must either be engaged or have already married their mate. Usually, everyone discovers their mates as they reach adulthood and late bloomers even find theirs before reaching 21 years of age. Yet, here he was… 23 years and still, no sign of her. Normally, a wolf without a mate would never be allowed to wield any tangible position in the pack.