A Mate's Dream

The night was a cold one. I was alone for this night Mickieala had went to her room down the hall.
We both lived in an apartment on the ground floor, her apartment was only two doors down from mine.

My living room was feeling cold, I had already turned the heat up on the thermastat, next I checked
my living room windows, and I found them closed. So I figured by process of elimination that my
bedroom windows had to be open. I walked into my bedroom and went over to my double windows. I
noticed that the blinds were diagonaly drawn up and one of my windows was open, as I approached
the windows. I started pulling the window down to close it when I notice that not one foot away from
my window there sat what appeared to be a grey wolf. The wolf leaned forward and growled, I knew that
it was him and he was finally here to claim what was his, to claim me.

I had felt his presence before, though never so close. I had felt the scan he had did in my head as I
passed where he slept and hunted. You see this man is not trully a man,, nor is he trully of the undead.
He would perfer to be refered to as of the earth and all that it entails. While his behavior is similiar
to that of the Carpathians in Feehan's novels, he is so much more.

I was so scared when I saw the wolf, that I spun around and started to run, I did not get far however.
He caught me before I even made it to the door of my bedroom. I knew he had turned into mist and came
through the window that I was too scared to finish closing. I was alerted to my failure at escape when
I felt two hads take hold of my arms and spin me back around. There standing before me was a man who was a
foot taller than me. He had long blonde hair and the blue-est eyes. He looked at my mouth hugrily like he
wanted to devour it, and he did.

I could not deny him even if I wanted to, and though no words were spoken, we understood eachother. We had
waited too long for this. He had given me the two years of freedom that I had needed before he came to demand
my submittance to his will. There were nights that I knew it had to be especially hard for him to ignore all
that I did, the times I hung around various men. When I thought I was turned on by them, in all honesty I wasn't
I just felt alone, loneliness drives people to madness.

The man who stood before me and conquered my mouth, setting my blood on fire and making my body tremble. I had never
experienced anything near what he was making me feel. We made love right there on the floor where he had captured me at,
he had me in too many positions and I came like crazy. He had be from the front, the back, and you name it and we did it.
There was so much feeling it what we did, yet there were no words, no mind to mind communications. I did catch a glimpse
of his fangs, though.

However, then I woke up and realized that the man I was still awaiting to claim me was not there. I became sad as I
relived the dream, I wondered if I would even find my soulmate.... my lifemate. So I still go about my day and wonder
when we will find eachother. I know that "the one who is for me and only me" is out and he is not human. Things click
that seem to fit with my theory on this.

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A/N:

I know that some of you will want to know if this is true. It is. I still am waiting for "the one who is for me and only
me". I am sorry if some of you out there are disturbed by the fact that I believe the one for me is not human... let me
clarify that I don't think he, she, or it is native to this planet or if they are then they are more than likely ancient...
Think I'm nutters? Well I am not, I am normal for me and ecentric for the rest of the world... I don't ask for acceptance,
just understanding.