Betrayed Luna's Fated Mate

-Celeste-

It was obvious Brendon's mother had very old religious stuff-books for true believers in the Goddess. We were all believers to some degree. We knew about mates after all, which was a gift from The Moon Goddess, but all wolves had different interpretations of what was the right way to live life and to honor the Goddess. These books were for hard-core believers. However, it did hold an interesting section about soul traveling, which explained about wolves having the ability to jump between worlds, or rather dimensions, living different versions of their own lives.

Brendon thought it was completely unbelievable right away and continued to search through the box as I sat down and read about the soul traveling.

"Well, there are no more books in this box," he sighed, and he stood with a white candle in his hand. "Just praying materials."

"That's okay. This one is quite informative."

"Celeste, there is no such thing as soul traveling," he insisted.

"No, I know."

"Then why are you reading that book?"

"Because we have to be open-minded."

"So you do believe it?" he countered, making me give him a little smile.

He sighed and packed everything up before he threw himself on the little brown couch as well, leaning closer to see what I was reading.

"Very well. What have you found out?" he conceded.

"It seems that soul traveling isn't a way to swap bodies. It's to live different versions of your own life," I explained.

"Different versions?"

"Yes, like alternative realities," I continued.

"And does it say anything about the consequences of it?"

"Well, there is something called soul trapping."

"What is that?"

"It says here that when a traveler dies in one of her forms that she or he is currently inhabiting, she will be transported to a form she cannot shed," I told him. "So, if they die, they only get to travel once more and then get locked in?"

"Seems that way."

"Is there anything else?"

"Yes, this is the interesting part. It says the traveler can remember all their lives they live," I informed him before winking at me, but he just looked at me as if I had lost my mind. "So, you're saying that in your former life, you fucked Zack?"

I rolled my eyes. "Maybe I was mated to him."

"Fuck no! There isn't a life where you aren't mine," Brendon stated, making me chuckle happily.

It was hard for me to imagine a life without him too, but our other dimensions weren't completely unimaginable. Why should soul travel be?

"You actually believe you were with him in another life?" Brendon asked me, as he saw how intrigued I was by the book. "You think you're a soul swapper?"

"Soul traveler," I corrected.

"Same. Just answer."

"Well, I mean, there is nothing wrong with me that any machines or tests can find, so why not a soul traveler?" I asked, but he looked at me as if I had lost my mind. "What?"

"I think that's enough reading for one evening," he groaned before taking the book from me and getting up from the couch.

"Oh, come on! Wouldn't that be fun? You would have a very special mate," I chuckled.

"I don't need some old book to confirm I have a special mate. I already know I do. Besides, if you're a soul traveler, it means you could technically leave me to live your life with someone else. No traveling!" he ordered, making me laugh again. and getting up from the couch.

I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, smiling up at him. "Don't worry, I don't want to go anywhere. But right now, we don't have any other answers. This book could explain why I have been acting so weird."

"No, it doesn't, because you didn't suddenly appear out of the blue. I have known you my entire life, and you have known me. You once remembered us being mates, and suddenly you don't. You said that a soul traveler remembers all their lives."

"Yes, but maybe they have to live with them," I suggested.

Brendon shook his head. He didn't want me to think I had lived my life without him, and I understood why. Honestly, I wasn't sure I believed what the book said either, but I just needed some sort of answer, even if it wasn't true or possible at all.

"But I am remembering," I reminded him to calm him. "I am remembering our time together."

He seemed to grow a little less tense, and his arm came around my waist, holding me to him.

"No soul traveling," he warned me with a smile, and I chuckled.

"No soul travels." However, my eyes darted to the book he held a little elevated.

"You want to continue to read this, don't you?"

"Yes, please."

He sighed, but it was obvious he couldn't say no to me, and he handed me the book. I let out a little happy squeal, then kissed his cheek before we left the house to go back and rest. -Brendon-

It was in the middle of the night when I noticed the light was on the walk-in closet. The door was almost closed, but a little light streamed out of it, and that's what woke me up. I turned to the side where Celeste slept and sighed when I saw she wasn't in bed.

"Bad little mate," I murmured before getting off the bed and going into the closet, where my mate was sitting on the floor, reading the soul-traveling book. I leaned against the doorframe as I cleared my throat.

She gasped, slamming the book shut and placing it beside her, acting as if I hadn't caught her red-handed.

"Hey," she greeted.

"And what are you doing in here in the middle of the night?"

"Oh, um, I'm just planning my outfit for tomorrow."

"Celeste, it's 2 am!" I exclaimed.

"Yes?"

"Either come back to bed or I will carry you."

"But-"

"You can read tomorrow," I reminded her."

"Just one more page."

"Nope."

"Half a page!" she bargained, and I walked over to her.

"Not going to happen."

"Brendon!"

I picked her up, throwing her over my shoulder. Then I turned the lights off on the way out and carried her to bed. "Oh, come on!"

But I spanked her ass as a little punishment before throwing her down on the bed and then covering her with the blanket.

"Sleep. You're going to sleep," I ordered.

"I was getting to a very interesting part."

"I don't care if that book had the answer to curing the world's hunger problem. I won't let my mate exhaust herself by staying up all night reading."

I went to the other side and got in before pulling Celeste to me.

"Now sleep," I ordered, and she wiggled a little around but eventually gave in and fell asleep.