Always Abigail................Sophia & Lila

“You think I should forgive him”

“I am not sure”

“How long have you known?”

“Since this morning, there has always been something there I could not explain. Jack also knows I think.”

“Jack is why you are here. Jacques and I have screwed up his opinion of relationships. He’s scared he will be like his father.”

Looking at the lake Queen Sophia seemed older. Her raven hair flowing she looked like a Creole princess.

“Always Abigail I am a Creole Princess.”

“So, no boyfriend”

“No boyfriend”

“But you can’t tell him. Let me think otherwise”.

Smiling at the Queen I realized it was her story I was going to tell. Queen Sophia the wayward wild child bride of a king who grew old before his time.

Beyond the beautiful smile was a woman scorned by the betrayal of her husband. Lila was the woman her husband mated. Lila was his true mate. She was the woman who haunted her marriage.

There is so much more that Queen Sophia did not know. The secret he could not tell. He had love Lila. If he had been allowed to choose his choice would have been hard but in the end he would have choose love.

Deep inside she did know. Sophia knew the choice would not have been her. Lila was his mate. Sophia held his heart and soul. She was the air in his lungs the reason he lived in an old man’s body. Choosing Sophia sent his immortal body into the aging process.

The pain of his betrayal was at the heart of their separation.

“Always Abigail you make it sound like my fault that I am his mate”

“Lila?”

“Yes, Lila, the home wreaker! I thought I was supposed to be a minor character in this story Always Abigail. It was my understanding I would get a mention and or a shout out and that was it. Now it’s poor Queen Sophia and that whore Lila who broke up her marriage.”

“Lila your role in the story is getting bigger and I am not sure why.”

“Always Abigail you don’t like me do you”.

“I can’t say I do.”

“You think I broke them up.”

“No, I think you helped a bad relationship end sooner than it was supposed to.”

“Why and how am I his mate”.

“Well, it’s a long story if you got a minute.”

“Of course I do”

The first time they collided Sophia Breaux was sliding down a banister in her father’s house. Jacques the new Alpha of the Centralia pack was coming through the door with her father when bam he was tangled in a wade of raven hair.

The young woman that greeted him was a mess of arms, legs and the sweetest smile Jacques had ever saw in his life. He was smitten.

Jacques was in town for Alpha training and the wayward Sophie who was home for the Christmas holidays. They ended up colliding a few more time that week. With nothing more than smiles and curious glances the two of them parted ways and went back to their regular lives.

A few years later when Alpha Breaux died Jacques attended the funeral. He and Sophia collided again on that same banister. Reconnecting over dinner Jacques comforted Sophia that night.

Never the right time had they parted again going back to their separate lives each vowing to stay in touch.

The two of them could not forget each other, yet they went on with their lives. This is where you come in the story. A year later Jacques meets and mates you. He loves you more than rainbows.

The only problem you are not his true mate you are his mate select.

“What the hell is a mate select?”

“It’s when someone loves someone enough to bond with them on a level so close to a true mate they can have all the joys and ups and downs of a mate until they cross the path of their true mate. Then they can choose a full bond with their select mate or they can bond with their real mate. Either way it is a tough chose and someone ends up hurt. A mate can also choose to have his memories whipped out by a strong alpha.

“So, am I the true mate of the mate select.”

“I am not sure. No one has told me”.

“He and Sophie still have a relationship”.

“Yes they do. Jacques loves her but I am not sure what he really wants and neither is her”.

“Why are they still sleeping together”

“Love is the only word that comes to mind”.

“What is going to happen to me?”

“I am not sure”.

“Can I get on with the story now?”

Shaking her head yes I continued.

Five years have pasted since you and Jacques mated. Three weeks have passed since you give birth to Jack.

You feel incomplete. Jacques territory of Centralia has grown to cover the outskirts. Although you have plenty of help, a maid, chef, and nanny you complain of being overwhelmed.

You asked Jacques for a little time to yourself. Six months you say, to go to Paris and study art.

Reluctant Jacques agrees. You leave with the understanding that in 6 months you will come back.

After 6 months you don’t want to leave Europe you want to be free. Jacques gives you your freedom.

In the 6 months that you have been gone Sophia has moved to town to open her design shop Sophia’s Design Emporium she has also reconnected with Jacques. She’s even taken a liken to his son Jack.

Sophia is in love so whatever explanation Jacques gives her about your absence she accepts.

Time passes quickly, they fall in love and marry and began to have children of their own. In all this time except for the occasional letter you and Jacques rarely communicate. You have however kept up with Jack’s life.

You are unaware Jacques has married and has other kids.

You have also moved on with your life.

After 16 years you return home to Centralia. You have found your true mate and would like for Jack to relieve you of your mate status with him.

Sophia never knew you and Jacques were mates.

You Lila are woman who left her husband and child for16 years.

Now you come back home pissed that Jacques has moved with his life.

“Yes my dear Lila you are a hellcat”.