Chapter 31

Terra's POV

I spent the rest of the night crying quietly to myself.

I knew who my mate was now, but I was so confused. It felt so real. Forest, Isla, Atlas. I still loved them, still cared for them, but they didn't know who I was, they didn't even exist.

No, I have to stop acting like they are real. Forest, Atlas, Isla, they don't exist. My brain just heard their voices and made them up. They are called Aran, Osiris and Ula, they know nothing about me.

I have to move on. Not only for my sake, but for my mate. Simon. It's selfish of me, just because I can't remember him, he's still my mate, he's still the one person who loves me the most in this world.

The door creaked open and in skipped Tasha. Skipped. Tasha, skipped.

"Terra!" She yelled, throwing her arms around me, "I thought you'd never wake up." I looked at her, confused by her sudden change in attitude.

"You hate me, why are you being nice to me." Her eyes dropped as my words registered in her head.

"Simon told me about this. That was your dream. I'm your best friend. Don't you remember me?" I shook my head, "It's fine. I'm your best friend, I'll tell you all about your life when you get out the hospital." I nodded again, hugging her back.

She was right, it was all a dream. I need to move on with my life.

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After a few more hours Nathaniel told me I was free to go home. I left with Simon, him making sure I had everything I needed with my pills and a reminder to take two a day, it would make me feel better.

I happily sat in the car, I couldn't wait to get back home and learn more about my life with my mate.

As we drove home I looked at the roads around me, so many of them had been in my dream, I had been this way so many times with Forest, Skye and Ash.

No, I have to stop thinking like that. They were a dream. Even if Skye and Ash are real, they are oblivious to my existence, not the friends I knew.

My wolf was confused, she couldn't tell if Simon was our mate or not. She felt a connection to him, but she also felt a connection to Forest, even if he wasn't real.

I was confused as well. Last night everything seemed so simple, I couldn't remember it, but I just knew. But now, it was as if the glass had clouded back up. Last night my wolf had known Simon was our mate, not she was less sure, something didn't seem right.

"Did you take your pills this morning?" Simon asked, breaking me out of my thoughts with a concerned smile. I shook my head, "You have too, it'll help you remember." He handed me one of the pills and I threw my head back swallowing it in one.

I stared out the window, trying to figure out what was going on, was he my mate?

Then, suddenly, I stopped doubting it again. I knew, everything was certain. I don't know why I ever doubted him, I don't know what's been happening. I don't know why I ever thought Simon wasn't my mate. Of course he was.

"Do you feel better?" Simon asked, looking at me, a knowing smirk on his lips. I smiled back, nodding.

He pulled the car into a drive way, "We're home." He pulled me to his side, hugging me tight. Part of me wanted to pull away, the other part wanted to pull his closer to me.

As I climbed out the car I whacked my head on the door, "Shit," I exclaimed, rubbing my head, I looked over to Simon, he was looking at me with a disproving frown.

"Language," He said, walking away, "Terra," He sharply said when I didn't follow, "Come here." I jogged over to him, walking by his side.

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Simon got me into the house, our house, and settled into a chair, saying I need to rest. I pulled him down, so he was sitting next to me, pulling him close. "What was I like? Before. What were we like?"

He smiled at me, "We were, and still are, totally in love. You are my sun, my moon and my entire galaxy. I will wait as long as it takes for you to remember me, I will always love you."

Just then someone knocked on the door. Sighing Simon walked over to open it revealing Nathaniel on the other side, smiling apologetically.

"I need to check on your head again, you suffered severe brain trauma and amnesia, so I may need to come regularly, just a precaution." I nodded, Nathaniel seemed to wink at Simon when I looked away and he had a look on his face I couldn't decipher.

Nathaniel shone a light in my eyes and the light reflected back at his, giving his eyes a yellow glow, just for a second. Then it was gone, and he was leaving, saying he'd be back soon.

Simon pulled me closer to him, "I hope you remember me soon, I wish.... I wish our plans had worked out that night." Before I could ask him what he meant I was over took by a wave of tiredness.

I nestled into his chest as he pulled me close to him, "Sleep, you need to rest, I'll be here when you wake up."

So I did.

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I woke up to my wolf purring in contentment, Simon was holding me tight, I sight in contempt. I loved my mate.

I'd had a dream about our life. It wasn't a dream, it was a memory.

It was a memory of that night; the night Simon had been talking about.

We had been together for years, ever since I was 15 and he was 17. I had always known about werewolves, my mother was one, but my father and brother weren't, it just so turned out I was as well. He wanted to mark me when we first me, but when I explained to him I was only 15 and wanted to wait he agreed to wait until I was ready.

I was finally ready. I had told him that morning, but he wanted it to be special for me, special for us, so he took me on a date. The restaurant we were at was attacked by rogues and I was captured while rescuing a child the rogue a cornered.

Even though I was ready before, I don't think I'm ready yet. Once I've got to know more about our past I will be ready to start a future with him.

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Later, after I had cleaned the house from top to bottom I went and cooked food for Simon. Apparently, it was a mate's job to clean the house, cook and take care of any, urges, if you get my drift, that their mate has.

At first I questioned it, that was nothing like how Isla had described mates, but then I reminded myself, Isla isn't real, anything she said, wasn't real. I trust Simon. He would never lie to me.

I placed Simon's meal in front of him, then sat next to him with mine. After so long unconscious I was still getting used to the rules of the living. I was too used to the rules I made up.

Simple stuff I should remember is wrong, wasn't wrong in my dream so I do it wrong, not knowing the proper rules have cause one or two embarrassing moments for me, but Simon is very patient with me, gently reminding me of the rules.

Just this morning, when Simon had handed me my clothes to put on, I had added a jumper into the outfit, it wasn't too cold, but my top was quite revealing, and I wasn't comfortable to wear it, even around my mate.

I should have known, when my mate gives me clothes, to put them on. I am his mate, I belong to him, I am his. If my mate wants me to wear a skimpy top, I wear it. I belong to my mate.

"Terra," Simon yelled from the kitchen, he must have wondered their while I was thinking, "You haven't done your washing up."

I quickly ran through, it was my job to do all the clearing up and leaving it could get me punished.

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That night I lay in bed content. Nathaniel hadn't been by so Simon and I had some time to ourselves.

I was beginning to remember the rules of the living world so when Simon said he'd had a stressful day I stayed still as he took his stress out on me, his belt burned slightly as it was slashed into my back, it was what he needed and as his mate it was up to me to stay still and help him feel better.

When he asked for a kiss I gave it to him, whatever he asked, I gave. The only things I truly owned was my virginity and my neck. It was up to me when I wanted to be marked, when I wanted to fully give myself to Simon.

Everything else though, was his. If he wanted, I would give it to him, no questions asked.

I was lucky to have Simon. He was a good mate.