***Remington's POV***

"Helios!" Ruth announces as she stares at my bewildered mate.

"Talon, you are the rebirth of the Ancient God of our Sun. You are a direct descendent of Helios. Ancient parables spoke of a time when the sun and moon would unite together. I never believed I would see the day." Ruth looks on as she shakes her head. Her eyes are filled with adoration.

"You presented as an Omega to protect your wolf. In our world Omegas are special, precious. Our pack is one of many who reverence the meek wolves. An Omega is the embodiment of gentle, submissives and are much weaker than other wolves." Ruth pauses.

"Yeah, that got my ass beat." Talon sneers.

I rub his back and tell him to calm down while I kiss his beautiful lips.

"Believe it or not, that was once again to protect you." Ruth announces.

"That's a crock of shit." Talon groans.

Ruth giggles.

"You would see it that way." Ruth agrees.

"The pack needed to be separated from you Talon. The abuse you suffered, while unfair and disgusting, assured you stayed out of the public eye. The Moon Goddess watched carefully over you, she still does. The events that you suffered have been part of your journey. You are better for them. I will presume that you are stronger than you think. I know, from what I have witnessed, that you are a caring, kind and a forgiving wolf. These are important attributes to a God." Ruth explains.

"Your wolf, Meka, is blessed. Meka means god, eyes, communication, interaction. In every language Meka is primarily a female name. This is not to say you are like a girl. This merely means you are sensitive, emotional and guided by your heart. These characteristics are indicative of a female leader, a Luna." Ruth smiles kindly.

"Remington was chosen as your mate by Selene, Goddess of the Moon. That may seem backwards, as Remington is an Alpha. Most Alphas have their mate created for them. However Talon, in your case, Remington was created to compliment you as you are the stronger of the two." Ruth looked at me, daring me to say differently. I didn't argue. I know Talon is my blessing, not the other way around. Talon is by far stronger than me.

"The pain they experienced at Talon's birth was a result of their wolves reaching out for one another. This is an extremely rare occurrence. It happens maybe once in a millennium. The term is Fated Mate." Ruth waits patiently after she gives us the information.

"What does Fated actually elude?" Alpha Jamison asks.

"Cannot be changed. If Remington or Talon had rejected each other, they would have died instantly." Ruth replies.

"Wow. I guess it's a good thing you accepted me." Talon breathes out.

I thump him on the nose.

"You're a nut." I kiss his lips several times. "I would choose no one other than you."

"Let's just say Selene is good at her job." Ruth smirks.

"So, what should we expect." Mr. Willams interjects.

"That's a good question." Ruth sighs.

"We won't know until the time comes. We have been given a great blessing, an honor. We have not been given the reason behind it." Ruth confesses.

"What do I have to do?" Talon asks.

"You need to accept your fate. You are a God. You are immortal. Once you mate with Remington, he will also be immortal. Your children will be demigods. You will have children, as in plural. That is a given." Ruth promises.

"I love that." I say as I hug Talon to me.

"I'm weak. I am constantly fighting off my demons and still failing. I'm not sure I can fulfill this new destiny." Talon shakes his head in defeat.

"Ah, see Talon, this isn't a choice. Meka won't let you fail." Ruth disregards Talon's worry.

"Tell me something, what does your wolf look like?" Ruth questions skeptically.

"Small, gold, silver eyes." Talon whispers.

My Dad clears his throat.

"Talon your wolf is nothing close to small." Dad clarifies.

"I haven't seen your wolf." I admit.

"Let's take this to the clearing," Dr. Gibson ushers.

We file out of his office and head to the clearing.

"Talon go behind the tree, undress and shift." My Dad commands kindly.

Talon does as asked. When he walks out of the forest, everyone stands in awe.

Talon is absolutely gorgeous. His fur is a light gold. His underbelly is a shimmering silver that compliments his mercury eyes. He stands tall and radiates an aura of love.

I rush behind a tree and undress before I shift. I walk out to stand beside my mate. I growl playfully as I nuzzle Talon's shoulder and body, covering his wolf in my scent.

I stare at Talon, he is eye level with me.

"Shift back, please." Ruth requests.

Talon and I go back to our clothes and make our way to Elder Ruth.

"Talon I imagine you have been tired lately, irritable and your healing has been hindered?" Ruth states much like a question.

"Yes." Everyone confirms.

"Your body was preparing for a shift of physical stature. More changes will present themselves." Ruth informs us with a bright wrinkly smile.

"You are almost a big as Remington. Soon, you will feel stronger, healthier and more authoritative. It's the God in you." Ruth explains.

"Which one of them will carry pups?" My mom asks.

I shake my head wearily.

"Talon will. He is still the Luna." Dr. Gibson answers.

"Talon will have to work hard to overcome his past. He won't be able to abuse his body. Meka will not allow his inherited traits to be confined. Talon you were born to be a leader. Do you understand?" Elder Ruth looks directly at Talon.

Talon nods with his head down low. He fidgets with his fingers and drags his right foot across the grass in a small circle.

"Baby, you can do this." I promise as I lift my mate's eyes to my own.

"I can't wait, maybe then we can finally have sex." Talon groans.

"Maybe, we should wrap this up. I have a feeling that shot isn't working as well as we hoped." Jenny giggles.

"I agree. Alpha you will need to inform our pack. We need to prepare to protect our leaders from anything that may become a threat." Elder Ruth orders.

With that, we say our goodbyes to the ancient elder. We stick around for a few more minutes before we head back to the pack house. Our parents follow us while the rest of the entourage disperses to their respective routines.

"Talon how are you feeling sweetheart?" Mrs. Williams asks as she affectionately rubs her hands thru her son's hair.

"Overwhelmed, shocked, thankful." Talon shrugs with a face clearly fresh of emotions.

"It has been an enlightening night, for sure." Mr. Williams chuckles.

"I really believed I was an Omega. This is like finding out your adopted. My whole identity has been stripped." Talon whines.

"I'm not that shocked about you being more than an Omega." My dad, Alpha Jamison, admits.

"What?" The Williams both state, surprise thick in their tone.

"Talon has a certain way with words that is unusual of an Omega. He can clearly dominate a room or conversation when he feels comfortable or intimidated." My dad explains.

"He's a smart ass." My mom giggles.

Talon busts out laughing, followed by the rest of us. It's true.

"Okay. I can admit that." I say in amusement.

"Your wolf, Talon, is exceptionally beautiful." My mom coos towards my mate.

"This is so much to take in. I guess I'm just trying to process all this new information. I hope I don't disappoint everyone." Talon stresses.

"Talon, you have never been and never will be a disappointment. We love you." Mrs. Williams comforts her worried son.

"I'm hungry." Talon whispers.

"Is this your way of dropping the conversation?" I wink at Talon.

"No. Actually, I'm really hungry." Talon confirms. His belly makes a deep grumbling sound as if to promise his words are truth.

"I guess it's time for dinner." I laugh.

We head back to the pack house kitchen. My mom starts warming up plates of roast with rice and veggies. Talon looks authentically hungry. My mom sets his plate down and he begins slowly taking small bites without hesitation.

"He really is trying." My dad nudges my arm.

"Yes he is." Talon giggles.

We burst out laughing.

"Let's refrain from acting like the god in the room can't hear you." Talon rolls his eyes.

"Is that what we have to look forward to?" My dad laughs.

"Well, if the crown fits." Talon giggles.

"Goddess, you created a monster." My mom laughs.

"He finds out he is a god and suddenly his confidence is on point." Mr. Williams pops Talon on the back of the head lightly.

"Careful. I'm sure hitting a mythic god is worthy of death." I tease.

"Don't give Talon ideas." Mrs. Williams shakes her head.

"I'm seriously just fucking with everyone." Talon shakes his fork at the five of us.

"Talon! Language mister." Mrs. Willams scolds.

"Yeah. Yeah. Sorry." Talon shrugs.

We finish eating and say good nite to our family. I pick up my baby and walk up the stairs to our suite. I set him down in the bathroom and we brush our teeth and change for bed. When we are ready, we climb into bed and snuggle. I set the tv to a random movie and kiss Talon on his head.

"Are you worried at all?" Talon asks.

"About what?" I question.

"About me being able to handle the Luna position? About my new found status? About anything?" Talon expresses his fears.

"No. I'm not. I trust the Goddess. I believe in you Talon." I promise.

"When do you think we can complete the mate bond?" Talon asks.

I groan.

"Baby, I want to. We just gotta get your medical clearance. If you want to rush it, keep doing as well as you can." I try to explain.

"Do you think I'm not trying?" Talon whines.

"No love. I wasn't saying that at all. I think you are doing great. Look I know how hard this is. I swear I do." I try to make him believe me.

"Do you not want to?" Talon asks. He twiddles his thumbs.

I sigh.

"Far from that. I want you in every way possible. I just want to do what's best for you." I promise.

"Okay." Talon whispers.

I understand why his feelings are running wild. It's just so hard to make him comprehend that everything I do is with his best interest in mind.

"It has been a long night. Do you wanna sleep, hmm?" I offer.

"I would rather make out." Talon blushes.

I don't have to be told twice. I roll over on top of Talon and cup his beautiful face in my hand. I gently pull his lips up to my own. His warm breath washes over my face and I hum in delight. His full pink lips touch mine and the sparks buzz at our contact. I open my mouth and let him caress my mouth with his tongue. He takes his time to taste every corner of my mouth and I get hungry.

I wrap my hands in his hair and roll him on top of me. I weld our faces together and push his tongue out with my own. I begin my exploration into his sweet pallet and moan into the passionate exchange.

Talon kisses back with equal fervor and we go into a full blown make out session. Our hands grab any skin we can purchase and the heat flows thru my body like molten lava. My 'not so little friend' hardens under my mate's touch.

Talon breaks the kiss panting. I gasp for air. He tastes so sweet and delectable.

"Bad idea." Talon whimpers.

I chuckle and slip my hand between our bodies. I gently push Talon off of me and my hand wraps around his hardened member. I stroke softly.

Talon falls asleep after I bring him to completion. I kiss his lips softly and clean my hands up. I crawl back in bed and hold my precious gift.