Novels by raemielee_3

LUCY'S POV: He really just asked me that. Do I want my mate?I couldn't tell if Seth started being nice because he knew Leon was my mate or if my honesty and answering some of his questions had helped him open up to me.We were now standing on the porch before the giant mansion-like cabin.I was trying to find the right words to explain my feelings towards mates that would reveal less of what I hadn't said. The truth was, I didn't want a mate for far more than my dad killing my mom.Years of emotional, physical, and sexual abuse at the hands of different packs, especially Alphas, had caused trauma I hadn't even tried to deal with yet.Would anyone want me after they found out how many men had already had their way with me? It made my stomach flip and turn sour from the thought.'Tell him,' Nia encouraged. 'Are you crazy?' I scoffed. 'You told him you'd be honest with all his questions,' she retorted.She loved reminding me of this. She liked Seth and Dax. She trusted them, and I was

LUCY'S POV:It had been four days since the extremely awkward conversation with Seth and Jason. I had already known some things about me were different, but I hadn't questioned them too much, if at all. I was an Alpha female, living in slave quarters at my own pack house because I was convinced that's where I belonged.My father convinced me I was nothing, and that's precisely how I'd always seen myself.'I've been trying to tell you,' Nia interjects my thoughts.'I'm sorry, Nia. I know you gave me warnings. I wasn't hearing any of it at the time,' I spoke lightly back to her, knowing I had failed her.I felt and heard Nia sigh—not out of anger but out of understanding.I realized that her snappiness resulted from feeling pent-up frustrations about being away from Leon. I couldn't deny that the sparks I felt when Leon and I touched were intense. I had 100% recognized that he was my mate, and it was clearly drawing us together by force.Two puzzle pieces that were meant to be together

LEON'S POV:It had been four days since Lucy was put in the dungeon. I went to see her with Liam and Tricia, but she was gone when we arrived.I tried to sniff out where she had gone, but her dull scent ended in the dungeon. It didn't make any sense, but none of this did.She would have had to of gotten past the guards at the top of the staircase but the guards claim no one ever left.My dad acted shocked when he found out that she had escaped the dungeons, but I had a gnawing feeling that he knew more than he had led on. Through my bond with Liam, I could feel that he sensed something similar.Most people never second-guess my dad's words, but Liam and I knew him well enough to know he was hiding something.My dad is a very honest and noble man. He is well respected and loved by our pack and many other packs. Wolves from other packs often jump at the opportunity to join our pack if their mates are here.We also take in rogues. This type of acceptance isn't common. According to my fat

LUCY'S POV:Seth looked at me crazy after my Alpha aura slipped out and onto him. I didn't mean to. I wasn't angry with him; I was angry with my crazy dad and how I felt powerless over everything. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that," I said honestly."So you are Alpha Kragen's daughter?" Seth asked. "Yes," I said without hesitation, but my stomach churned at the honesty I was speaking."Seth, I will speak truthfully, anything you ask me, but I need you to promise that you won't tell OUR Alpha any of this. I understand you cannot lie to him if he asks you directly. However, I would like the opportunity to speak my truth to him myself. I owe him that much. Can we agree on that?" I added.I looked over at Jason, who nodded at me. I didn't have to say anything or ask any questions. I knew that was his way of telling me my secrets were safe with him. For someone who didn't trust anyone, I trusted Jason very easily. Jason was the sweetest soul I had ever met. He always checked up on me

LUCY'S POVLast night, after we got into the cabin, Seth showed me to "my room." This massive building had three stories, but both of our rooms were on the second floor. I was completely exhausted the entire day, and by the time my body reached the bed, I had passed out. I couldn't be sure if I had covered myself at some point or if Seth had. I doubted the second scenario, as Seth had been very cold towards me since he snuck me out of the pack house. I needed answers was my first thought as I woke up the following day.I looked around the spacious room. Dust collected on the surfaces, indicating that this place wasn't often used or visited. There was a large rug in the middle of the room. Across from that stood a massive dresser and mirror. The room was minimalistic. I noticed two doors in the room. One of them I had come in when I entered last night.I noticed a small stack of clothes at the bottom of the bed. I sat up, stretching before pulling myself off the bed. I looked over th

LUCY'S POVDespite my protests to go back, we were still moving forward into the darkness. I wanted to go back for my descenter, but Seth didn't care about my needs or wants. I couldn't blame him. It was obvious that he didn't want to be doing what he was doing, to begin with.Of course, I didn't tell him what I needed, and honestly, I'm not sure why it was that big of a deal to me at this point.Seth didn't tell me where we were going or why. The tunnel was barely lit with luminescent stones. It was a practical and innovative build for a getaway tunnel, which I had assumed the tunnel was for at this point. I was proud of my stamina. Seth wasn't going slow, and I could keep up pretty quickly. I suppose that's from all the muscle and strength I built being used as a pack mule, doing chores, and running from one task to the next as a rogue slave. I felt like we had been jogging down this tunnel for hours.The pack house was more significant than most pack houses I have seen. This pack