We were all at River Ash Pack. Here to say our goodbyes to Uncle Trent, and, of course, to represent our pack, as well as being there for our friends. Uncle Trent was not blood related to the majority of us, but through Aunt Lilah he had become like an additional Grandpa, and spoiled us all on our many visits to River Ash over the years.Aria was heartbroken. Her Mum was incredibly close to Aunt Lilah’s family, so she spent a lot of time with Uncle Trent and Aunt Sadie over the years, so I knew this was hurting her, especially today, and I knew I wanted to be there for her. Almost like a test for me of being a good mate, I suppose... And, the moment we had stepped out of our family cars, I had found her. She fell into my embrace the instant she saw me, and her Dad smiled on affectionately as she did.The two of us had barely been apart since the day she had told me the news we were mates, and now our close family knew, and had not been shocked nor reacted in a negative way at all. If
I knew Isabella’s Grandpa, Mateo, was quite old-fashioned. And very blunt in his words. In fact, on many occasions, I have to say I had found him quite amusing, especially after he had had a few drinks. Uncle Gabe was nothing like his Dad in that regard, I don’t think. Maybe in the way that they both had a seriously unique sense of humor, but anything more than that, then no. But right now, I was not finding Mateo funny. Far from it. His words were cutting. Harsh. And I could see the fear in Isabella’s eyes. Not to mention the pain and the upset. This was exactly what she had been fearing, and despite all my reassurances, it was happening...I was lucky when it came to my family. I knew that. They were incredibly open and understanding. And when I spoke to them about my sexuality they had not so much raised an eyebrow. They simply smiled, and told me whatever made me happy was good with them. That was what my Mum and Dad were like. My grandparents too. Don’t get me wrong, while they
I walked out of the packhouse with a sense of dread. I had already delayed leaving the room I had been allocated, knowing today was going to be difficult for us all. But, I knew more than anything it would be hard for Cleo. I had reached out to her numerous times, but had heard nothing, and that made my heart ache. There was not a day that had gone by in recent years when the two of us had not messaged, and usually spent time chatting of an evening. It had become a part of my routine almost, and I assumed a part of hers. So it pained me she was avoiding me and my calls and messages. That in itself told me something was wrong, and when she would not even answer my mindlink attempts, it concerned me...I tried everything I could to think logically, but my mind was working overtime. This was not like Cleo at all and I knew something was not right. A small part of me could not help but question if it was to do with Landon. Of course I did, but, then, at the same time, I knew her family ne
My head had not been right since leaving Lunar River. I hated that Bella would not consider all that I could offer. But it seemed she deemed herself trapped. Trapped to make a commitment to the Alpha there, and that commitment meant I would lose my fated. I had done my best since arriving back at River Ash to be there for my family as we made the final preparations for my Grandpa’s funeral. But as terrible as it sounds, my heart was not in it, and neither was my head. I was there in person but not in mind or soul.I had taken my Dad to one side, and explained my situation. He, understandably, was shocked, and I could see the pain he felt for me just by the look within his eyes. But, as much as I wanted him to be ready to throw everything down to fight for me... to go and get me my fated mate, he had smiled sadly at me, and told me I could not force a she-wolf to be with me if she did not want it. And as much as it hurt to admit, I knew that he was right.My Dad knew what he was talkin
I stood by my Grandpa and Grandma, next to the casket of our former pack Beta, and the loss hit me hard. I had already said my goodbye when I had visited him in the hospital, but this made it all seem more real. The pack was hectic, filled with our own pack members and visiting members from other packs here to celebrate the life of Trent Patterson. A truly wonderful man. And, the thing that struck me the most was this man was of the same age as my grandfather. Time was promised to no one.It hurts to think that their lives could so easily end. Nobody had expected the loss of Uncle Trent, despite him being ill, we had assumed he would heal... I guess I was naive to think of them all as being indestructible, even at my age. But this had made me realize that they weren't. That we had to let them go at some point, which terrified me. Of course, I had lost my parents, but I did not know either of them, so had never truly felt their loss. But this, this man, was like family to me, and it w
Welcome back for my previous readers, and for those who are new to my stories. This book is the fourth book in my Twist of Fate Series: - The Wrong Alpha - A Twist of Fate? Delilah can't wait for her boyfriend to turn seventeen, for him to meet his Alpha wolf and be able to finally sense his fated mate. She's long since been predicted as his fated mate and they make the perfect couple, surely fate couldn't take an unexpected twist and take Delilah on a painful path she didn't expect? - Two Warriors, Two Battles - A Twist of Fate? Catch up with Delilah and Knox as they embark on parenthood. Gabriel and Manuel are pack warriors and meet their fated mates Esme and Lola on a night out, yet true to form things don\'t go quite to plan...... Esme and Lola are both from an unconventional pack that has unusual views on mates and restricts the rights of women. Esme already had to fight to be given permission to go to University, will she be willing to give tha
Another beautiful day ahead at Midnight Forest Pack. I had a lot to look forward to as well. Meeting the girls for coffee was always a welcome distraction, though it was maybe quite a frequent distraction… but they were my friends, and if we, as the mates of the Alpha, Beta, Gamma and senior warriors, were not allowed these regular coffee dates, then who was? A perfect opportunity to catch up and talk absolute nonsense, without having to listen to the guy chat that invades the conversation when our mates were with us. No crime in that, right?I checked my reflection and adjusted my long blond hair. Thankfully, despite now being in my forties, my hair was still maintaining its blond tone. Knox, however, was starting to gain the occasional gray dotted into his thick, dark hair, but I think it made him look rugged and handsome in a sexy kind of way. Who knew that getting older would suit him…I left the bedroom, heading toward the stairs with a yawn. I was in desperate need of a coffee b
I dropped onto my bed, knackered after my day's training. Warrior training was good for me. So much better than being back at home. Kept my mind occupied. Just shit that Daxton and Kaleb had headed home again. They were definitely something I missed when they left. Not that I would tell them that.I felt my phone buzzing, to look down and see it was my Grandad asking me to call him when I was free. Grandad Grayson. Alpha of the hellhole I was to become Alpha to, thanks to the fucking scum, I had the pleasure of calling my Dad. Not that he ever saw me. No, he had managed to mess up his later teen years from the things I learned. Though, the version my Grandma Talia and Grandad Grayson told me were somewhat tamer than the versions I have since heard.Leaving me confused. Scared. Unsure of how I felt for him. He was much loved in River Ash Pack, of that there was no doubt. He struggled with his past, I knew that. But I struggled with the fact perhaps some of it was self-inflicted. He cho
I stood by my Grandpa and Grandma, next to the casket of our former pack Beta, and the loss hit me hard. I had already said my goodbye when I had visited him in the hospital, but this made it all seem more real. The pack was hectic, filled with our own pack members and visiting members from other packs here to celebrate the life of Trent Patterson. A truly wonderful man. And, the thing that struck me the most was this man was of the same age as my grandfather. Time was promised to no one.It hurts to think that their lives could so easily end. Nobody had expected the loss of Uncle Trent, despite him being ill, we had assumed he would heal... I guess I was naive to think of them all as being indestructible, even at my age. But this had made me realize that they weren't. That we had to let them go at some point, which terrified me. Of course, I had lost my parents, but I did not know either of them, so had never truly felt their loss. But this, this man, was like family to me, and it w
My head had not been right since leaving Lunar River. I hated that Bella would not consider all that I could offer. But it seemed she deemed herself trapped. Trapped to make a commitment to the Alpha there, and that commitment meant I would lose my fated. I had done my best since arriving back at River Ash to be there for my family as we made the final preparations for my Grandpa’s funeral. But as terrible as it sounds, my heart was not in it, and neither was my head. I was there in person but not in mind or soul.I had taken my Dad to one side, and explained my situation. He, understandably, was shocked, and I could see the pain he felt for me just by the look within his eyes. But, as much as I wanted him to be ready to throw everything down to fight for me... to go and get me my fated mate, he had smiled sadly at me, and told me I could not force a she-wolf to be with me if she did not want it. And as much as it hurt to admit, I knew that he was right.My Dad knew what he was talkin
I walked out of the packhouse with a sense of dread. I had already delayed leaving the room I had been allocated, knowing today was going to be difficult for us all. But, I knew more than anything it would be hard for Cleo. I had reached out to her numerous times, but had heard nothing, and that made my heart ache. There was not a day that had gone by in recent years when the two of us had not messaged, and usually spent time chatting of an evening. It had become a part of my routine almost, and I assumed a part of hers. So it pained me she was avoiding me and my calls and messages. That in itself told me something was wrong, and when she would not even answer my mindlink attempts, it concerned me...I tried everything I could to think logically, but my mind was working overtime. This was not like Cleo at all and I knew something was not right. A small part of me could not help but question if it was to do with Landon. Of course I did, but, then, at the same time, I knew her family ne
I knew Isabella’s Grandpa, Mateo, was quite old-fashioned. And very blunt in his words. In fact, on many occasions, I have to say I had found him quite amusing, especially after he had had a few drinks. Uncle Gabe was nothing like his Dad in that regard, I don’t think. Maybe in the way that they both had a seriously unique sense of humor, but anything more than that, then no. But right now, I was not finding Mateo funny. Far from it. His words were cutting. Harsh. And I could see the fear in Isabella’s eyes. Not to mention the pain and the upset. This was exactly what she had been fearing, and despite all my reassurances, it was happening...I was lucky when it came to my family. I knew that. They were incredibly open and understanding. And when I spoke to them about my sexuality they had not so much raised an eyebrow. They simply smiled, and told me whatever made me happy was good with them. That was what my Mum and Dad were like. My grandparents too. Don’t get me wrong, while they
We were all at River Ash Pack. Here to say our goodbyes to Uncle Trent, and, of course, to represent our pack, as well as being there for our friends. Uncle Trent was not blood related to the majority of us, but through Aunt Lilah he had become like an additional Grandpa, and spoiled us all on our many visits to River Ash over the years.Aria was heartbroken. Her Mum was incredibly close to Aunt Lilah’s family, so she spent a lot of time with Uncle Trent and Aunt Sadie over the years, so I knew this was hurting her, especially today, and I knew I wanted to be there for her. Almost like a test for me of being a good mate, I suppose... And, the moment we had stepped out of our family cars, I had found her. She fell into my embrace the instant she saw me, and her Dad smiled on affectionately as she did.The two of us had barely been apart since the day she had told me the news we were mates, and now our close family knew, and had not been shocked nor reacted in a negative way at all. If
Today had been hectic. Well, in all fairness, the past few days had been hectic, but today was on a whole other level. Today was the day we would say goodbye to Beta Trent. A difficult day for so many, but also a day where we knew the pack could be at risk of attack, so we, as warriors, had been warned to be on high alert. I liked to think nobody would sink that low, but as we have trained, you always have to expect the worst, and should always be prepared. But, right now, we are in the role of herding everyone, so to speak, to the correct locations, so the pack remains secure.Thankfully, I had been paired with Milo, one of my closest friends since we were kids, and also someone who had been through warrior training with me. His Dad was one of my Dad’s closest friends, so we were always bound to be close, I guess. This was one of our first major responsibilities since we were officially given our warrior roles. The task sounded simple enough, but fuck, when it came to keeping people
It was the day of the funeral. One we had been talking of since we had heard of Uncle Trent passing away. He may not have been blood family to us, but through Aunt Lilah he had become like family. And, of course, he was the father-in-law to my Uncle, Knox. I could not begin to imagine the pain they must be in right now. The thought of losing any of my grandparents on my mother’s or my father’s side was devastating… family was everything to us.The long line of cars had been speeding along. Following one another since we left our pack. It had been a long time since I had been to River Ash, I have to say. We used to come together all the time when we were young children, visiting often with our mothers, spending time with Aunt Lilah’s family here, and seeing Landon too. All the children enjoying time together in the many open spaces they had here. But as our teen years came, those visits dwindled, and we all tended to want to do different things.I sat silently looking out of the windo
I woke to the sound of my Mum crying in the hallway. Today was the day we had dreaded. The funeral. Yesterday we spent the day together as a family. Looking through so many pictures and videos of Grandpa... sharing our memories of him. I lost count of the times I had cried. But, I have to say it was nice. We all had so many good memories of him; and today was going to be difficult.Thankfully, spending time solely with my family, at my Grandparents' home, meant I could avoid everyone... or one person in particular. And, to a degree, I could keep distracted... so, I had avoided all talk of Landon, and all thought too. Kai had known not to mention him, and had been chatting to Dad many times, about what I was unsure. I could only hope it had not been me, and my sorry mess.Hearing the pain in my Mum's sobs, I slid from my bed, and opened the bedroom door, wondering if my Mum needed someone to talk to. But, as I stepped out of the room, I found my Mum already wrapped in the arms of my D
The hand upon my shoulder dropped onto the breakfast bar. “I am sorry if I am being harsh, son, but I don’t want you to look back in a few years when you realize you are not the monster you seem to have yourself imagined as, and regret your choices. There is no greater bond than that of the matebond. A chosen mate could be wonderful, but I don’t think that is the same. Plus, you and Cleo have history. It could be so good.”I looked up at my Grandpa and nodded. I didn't doubt for a second that he believed what he was telling me. He believed that Cleo and I could be good together... and more importantly, he didn't believe I was the monster that I feared I was. His eyes were full of nothing but love and support. I knew I was lucky to have had him and my Grandma. Maybe I did better having them there for me growing up, than I ever would have done if my parents had survived… who knows…“But, I will leave you to consider what I said. But, with regard to part of that conversation, finding the