"A mate is what humans call their soulmate. Only better than Romeo and Juliet. They're picked out for you by the moon goddess- the ruler of our kind. You and your mate will be inseparable. You'll both feel so linked together that you're ready and willing to take on any feat of life, so long as they have their soulmate by their side. They make you feel loved, secured, cared for and stable. Sometimes soul mates don't always stay together, but the love is always their. Forever. The bond is unbreakable."
"That sounds... powerful. What happens when a mate dies?" I ask. Suddenly a painful thought drives across my brain but I shoot it down.
"All werewolves are born with mates, but unfortunately, sometimes mates die. Some people have been lucky enough to get a second mate, a second chance for a happy end. But some others aren't so lucky. Loosing a mate is almost unbearable, sometimes it makes werewolves insane. It drives them mad, and they want to do anything to make that pain go away."
"So what you're saying is?" I ponder for an answer. Liam's face hardens.
"Loosing a mate can cause death in some cases." Liam says.
"Oh."
Liam continues to tell me all about werewolf societies, relationships and traditions. About the pack, their laws, and ceremonies.
"So, you're the Alpha, right?" I ask Liam.
"Yeah." He answers.
"Isn't there like, someone who helps the Alpha run the pack?" I ask Liam.
"Yes. The Luna. She is the mate of the Alpha, and she performs duties to help the pack. A Luna is gentle, caring and would do anything for her pack."
"Oh." Whoever is Liam's mate must be really lucky. "Who's yours?" I ask in a quiet voice. I'm already imaging her in my mind. Pretty, smart and talented. Tall and beautiful. I wonder if Sarah likes her.
"My what?" Liam looks confused for a second.
"Your mate? She must be nice." I say under my breath.
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