Chapter 7-RECAP AS TO WHY DARIUS DID WHAT HE DID

DARIUS' POV FROM 1 YEAR AGO:

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I remember turning eighteen years old, and I remember seeing those captivating emerald green eyes in my dream. They're branded there forever, and will never go away.

You see, all male lycans see their erasthai in a dream on their eighteenth birthday only. Except you only see their eyes, no smile, no hair, no head, and no body. Just eyes. Everything around them is like a void, and abyss. You want to see more, but you are only privileged so much. I'm greatful that I saw my erasthai's eyes in the first place. I have no idea what color of hair she has, no idea what she looks like. Just her eyes. And that's enough for now.

But, we can't tell females. I really don't know why though. Its always been a rule and we have to follow it unless we don't want our kin to see their erasthai in their dream. If a male lycan tells a female about the dream, then and of his sons, his son's son, and so forth, will not see their mates eyes.

And no male wants that to happen.

Some males, who don't see their mates eyes, commit suicide. They think they don't have one, and don't see a reason to live without a lover.

Erasthais are a key essential to any lycan. They make us feel special and to have a reason to live. Without one, we don't see any reason to live. We crave a lover, a partner in crime, a best friend. Without one, though, its feels like the weight of the world is on your shoulders, and you have to carry it for infinity. It's hard.

I once had a friend who went through that. He didn't see his erasthai's eyes, and so he tried to commit suicide. It's hard to kill a lycan, but not impossible.

He found his erasthai a year later. But, not it is not common for a lycan to find his or her erasthai. It's just like finding the needle in a barn full of hay. It is a slight chance, but you could find it.

That is the only thing that is keeping me sane. And then, two years later, I needed to find my emerald eyed female. So, I moved. I moved from Russia, all the way to California. I crave her essence and well being. I had to search.

And so the journey began. It was long, but it was worth it. The flight was filled with paperwork, my sister yelling, guards trying to calm her down, her yelling louder at them, me being annoyed, and so forth. This happened for the whole flight. Yet my sister still has her voice. Surprising, I know.

Anyway, after we settled into our new place, I was desperate. I know, bad emotions for a lycan looking for a green eyed beauty. So, I went out to look for a pack. A pack of werewolves. They knew I was here, because of my aura. It is overbearing for them. They could handle being in the same perimeter as me, but felt intimidated and fearful.

So I went to their pack. I asked if they had any newcomers recently, and I met Rose there. She is very clingy, yes. She is ok looking to me. Definitely not my erasthai, but it was her eyes. They were not my mate's, and not even close to her eye color. My mate's eyes are an emerald green, filled with life and joy. Rose's was filled with lust, self confidence, less life, thrill, and ego filled.

But her eye color was way off. Yes, it was still green, but they were the color of canopies, while my mate's were emerald. To me, that is not close at all. But, it still was the closest I have found yet, and I felt as if I was getting closer. So, I did what I regret so badly. I had sex with Rose.

Rose was filled with way too much lust and self confidence. Yes, self confidence is good, but not in Rose's amount. She thrived off of it, and degraded others with it. I could tell right away as soon as we went to the store. She wanted decorations for her phone, and was oozing with confidence and ego. She would look at other werewolves as if they were peasants, and she was a queen.

She is wrong if she thinks that she is going to be the next queen. MY mate will be the next queen. When I touched Rose on the arm, there was no electric sparks, no fire works, nothing. Nothing at all.

And then I smelt her. I smelled my mate. I wanted to rush out of the bathroom and claim her right them and there, but I was using the bathroom. I can not just rush out of here with my pants down. And then I heard about three things fall. She dropped something? And then running. She smelled Rose. Why else would she leave do quickly? After just getting here?

I finished my business quickly and rush out of the bathroom. I am about to go out and chase her, but I realize that Rose is not her self. Rose is not like this. I have known her for a day now, but I know that this is not how Rose should be acting. She is usually bragging, buying, or degrading someone. Now, she is quiet. Not like herself anymore.

I look in her eyes, and see her dazed expression. Confused, I look out the window to see a dark red lycan in the bushes. It is my mate. That beautiful creature, her eyes, oh they are captivating. She has a look of blood lust so bright, I can see them from here.

And then Rose starts walking to my mate. Why? What is going on? Yes, I have powers. What are they? Ice. But everyone I limited to how much they use their powers. You only use them three times a month. After that, you are drained of energy and cannot use them.

So I guess that my mate can mind control? That's the first. I have never hears of someone having mind controlling powers.

So I leave her be. I saw what she did to Rose. I had to bring her back to her pack house.

And I wanted to be with my mate.

So I went home, told Quincy, and left to go look for my erasthai.