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*That Day*
2 p.m
Coronation day arrived and for Liam, it meant sitting in his bedroom getting poked and prodded for hours by his soon to be wife and her caretakers. He could see Harry looking at him from where he stood beside the closet door a smug smirk on his face. Liam was tempted to shoo him away but considering Harry was the only one who was keeping him updated about Zayn’s status, he couldn’t really do that.
Zayn. Even thinking about him left Liam in a melancholic state of mind. It was rather easy to forget about the situation when he was trying to throw the best birthday party of Zayn’s life but now with all the distractions gone, facing reality was his only choice.
His mind kept taking him back to the conversation he had with the younger wolf a few days ago. They had been cuddling up in his bed, Zayn’s head pressed close to his chest, arms wrapped around his torso- basically the best position they could ever be in.
” I promised you I won’t ever leave you.” It had been the only thing in his mind for days. Zayn had tilted his head to look him in the eyes, his smile affectionate.
” It’s okay.” It had been merely a soft whisper against his chest.
At that point, Liam had been sure he was going to burst. His chest was too heavy, face feeling pressed against something hard. ” This is karma isn’t it.”
” Liam don’t think about it.” Zayn had taken his face in his hands, caressing his cheeks softly.
” I love you, Zayn.” with the confession had come the first tears, dripping down his cheeks effortlessly.
” I love you too.” Zayn’s smile had turned into a sad one. Gently, he wiped away the tears under his eyes peppering him with soft kisses.
Liam had wrapped his arms around the younger boy’s torso, burying his head in the crook of his neck.” Please don’t go.” A screeching voice- which he never knew he was capable of making- had escaped him, signifying how torn he had genuinely felt. He had cried himself to sleep that day, all the pent up emotions crashing him in one swift tide, washing him off his feet and leaving his submerged under the debris.
Even now he could feel his eyes moistening at the thought. He didn’t know how long he could avoid it but he wasn’t ready to accept it just about now. It was too big a thing for him to even think about. Only once in his life had he thought about him and Zayn being separated from each other. He was almost twelve, Zayn and his mothers had gone on a short trip outside of packlands but when he had asked Louis, the beta like the trickster he was- convinced him that they had gone back to their own pack. Even then he had a hunch that Louis was lying and if Zayn were to leave he’d at least have told him but just to make sure he asked his parents who told him the truth. He remembered thinking that the day, if it came, Zayn left him would be the day that the earth would split apart into a million small pieces. Even now he could say that his feelings about that hadn’t changed much.
” I think this tie is the better one.” One of Rachel’s caretaker plucked out another tie from his wardrobe. It was a dark blue one this time.
” What do you say, babe?” asked Rachel with her too smiley to be a real smile.
” Yeah.” was Liam’s snotty reply. He cleared his throat looking up at the ceiling in an attempt to keep his tears from falling. He couldn’t cry right now. Not in front of his chirpy mate and her two tails. From his peripheral vision, he noticed Harry walking towards him. Liam breathed out loudly, not in the mood to deal with his attitude right now.
” Or maybe the red one.” said Rachel, very thoughtfully.
” Let’s do the brown one. It’d match his eyes.” Harry suggest from where he was sitting beside Liam now. The green eyes boy had a sympathetic smile on his face. Liam smiled back at him when he felt a slight squeeze at his arm. He couldn’t believe it was the same beta who was at first scared of him and then hated him for ruining his best friend’s life. Things had changed. The next half hour that he had to spend with his mate wasn’t that bad and for that, he would forever be indebted to his beta caretaker.
A knock on the door alerted them as they were trying to choose a pair of shoes to go with his tuxedo, or Rachel was. Harry and Liam were just playing the rejecting everything game. It was honestly funny to watch the future Luna trying to keep her composure and deal with them, simultaneously.
” Who’s there?” Rachel’s tone was frustrated but Liam had a hunch that it had less to do with the person on the door and more to do with their antics.
” Alpha Liam.” Liam was confused at the unfamiliarity of the voice that had called him. He looked at his door as a short lady with sharp features entered the room. The witch. He didn’t need to ask who she was to know, everything from her sparkling eyes and her posture, spoke about her heritage. Liam had never encountered the which before but she had visited the pack lands back when wars were common and things needed sorting out after the battles ended. The witch was summoned when they felt the need but she only came when she felt like the peace and harmony created by the moon goddess was getting disrupted. That was the question that came to Liam’s mind. Why was the witch visiting on the day of his mating ceremony?
” Your mother says she summoned me for your nightmares.” Her words are questionable.
” Yes, I did.” He noticed his parents and Louis following the which through the door.
” I see you’ve found your mate.” Her tone left Liam with chills but then again she was a witch, they were known to be creepy.
Proudly, Rachel steps forward and offered her hand to the which.” Yes, I’m her mate. Rachel, nice to meet you.” Something sparkled in the witches eyes as she stepped closer to the future Luna taking her hand in her own.
” I see. Beauty. Charm. Bright.” Liam almost rolled his eyes at the smug look on Rachel’s face as the witch revolved around her. So, this was what it was all about then. The witch wanted to meet his mate. ” You are a very fine lady, indeed. But sadly you’re not his mate.” Liam’s eyes snapped open at that. The room fell into an eerie silence.
” Excuse me?” Rachel’s eyes were on fire, a frown high on her face.
” Priscilla, if you would be kind enough to enlighten us.” Liam’s eyes found the source of the voice. Louis’ eyes were sparkling as he waited for the witch’s response.
” Deceive.” came the reply. A few gasps echoed throughout the room.
” She’s lying. I’m the Luna.” Rachel stomped on the ground looking directly at Liam.
” For inheritance.” continued the witch.
” You have to believe me.” It was a bit too quick and pressing. Liam frowned, his gaze jumping between his soon to be wife and the witch. The Alpha was beyond confused and he was sure almost all the people in the room shared the sentiment.
” Mateless. Makes it easier. Can’t say I haven’t witnessed this before.” Rachel gasped at the accusation, looking around for help. ” You should’ve guarded your mark better Alpha Liam.” reprimanded Priscilla.
” The mark. If I’m not his mate, why do I have his mark?” It was a valid question, Liam had to give that to her.
” And why hasn’t it changed.” pointed out the witch, confusing Liam further as to how she knew of that. Only the closest of his family knew about his mark not changing when he had met Rachel.
” It would once we mated. We are a different kind of mates.” Rachel emphasised.
” I would like to know how you would’ve managed that.” Priscilla’s eyes were wide and tone interested.
Gently, Liam held up his right-hand taking of its cover. As soon as he saw it, it was like his breathing had stopped. There were flowers on the previously bare tree now and there were initials on his ring finger. LJP. ZJM.
” Zayn Jawad Malik.” He traced the curvy writing starstruck by the realness of it. ” Zayn Jawad Malik!” He repeated almost giddy, raising it in the air to show it his people. Everyone looked at him with confusion painted faces, not a word spared to him. Suddenly, it washed over him. ” Oh no. When did I even fell asleep?” He realised if this was real life then he wouldn’t have gotten this lucky. He must be dreaming.
From the hand that he had just raised to confirm his happiness he struck himself hard, grumbling when he didn’t wake up.
” Liam!” His mother reprimanded, disbelief potent in her voice.
” I can’t be dreaming about this right now.” Before he could bring his hand again to hit himself, he felt them being grabbed harshly.
” You’re not dreaming,” Harry said slowly, tears glistening in his green eyes.
The witch got his attention when she started talking.” The dreams were because your mate was taking your” She gave a disgusting look to Rachel before continuing.” relation with this young lady here as a form of rejection. Your alpha could sense it and it was giving you clues.”
It took more than a few moments for Liam to comprehend what he had just heard.
” So his sickness…” He asked when things started making a little sense. ” Was because of you!” Rachel flinched at the alpha’s tone, gaping to make some words but nothing further came out of her mouth.
” But he’s only sixteen.” exclaimed his father.
” An omega then. The first one in the century. I’ll have to see him.” The witch clapped her hands together in sudden giddiness. Liam traced the Z on his finger, feeling a huge wave of happiness crashing him.
” I have to see him.” He jumped up from his position zooming past his family. A ridiculous sound passed his lips, which could be classified as something in between a sob and a laugh. He just couldn’t believe it. The thing he had longed for most of his life had come true. Zayn was his mate. His true mate. His Zayn.
Trisha and Patricia met him in the big hallway, mirroring his posture as he clutched onto his knees to restore his breathing.” Zayn…” Mama Trisha gasped out.
Liam raised his arm to show them the mark, making them smile in relief.
” Where?” He asked.
” In the woods.” was there reply.
Nodding he continued on his path rushing past all the decorations and colours that made a lot more sense now than they had in the morning. He wanted to jump around and swim in the sea of ornaments but there were things far more important than that right now.
” Li.” His world froze when he heard the voice and he looked around himself to find where it had come from. “ Liam.” It was clearer now but there was still no sign of the source around him. ” Li. I need to see you.” Realisation blew him away. Zayn wasn’t around him. He was in his mind. They were linked. Trying to keep himself from shouting in joy, he started moving again, every step more purposeful than the last.
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*That day*
3:15 pm
His tears mingled with the tears on the page. It felt like his heart would burst out of his ribcage with the way it was racing against it. When they were little Liam had once told him that if he ever wanted to see him, he should close his eyes and call out to him and he would come.
High with a surge of emotion hitting his heart he let his eyes close and pictured Liam standing in front of him.
‘ Li.’ He called out focusing every particle of his brain into it.
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A/N
This is it. It’s done! I’ve done it! This is dead! My baby has grown up and now it’s gone! I’m so crying rn!!!!
AHHHH!!!
Okay! I have mixed emotions right now.
Btw I said I’d post the description of my GreekGodZiamAu. It’s called ” I CROWN YOU.” And here it is.
–It’s Zayn’s first year at Hermes high for the privileged and it’s all very confusing. The son of Hades can’t decide if he’s more scared of his peers or Lord Zeus- who thinks the demi-god was trained to overthrow him. And then there’s the son of the aforementioned God who makes him eat butterflies.
It’s all very confusing.–
What do you guys think about it?
And also if you’re still not over the shock of this abrupt ending there’s like a little four hundred letter chapter waiting for you. Should I post it?
I LOVE YOU!!!!
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