I sleepily walked down the stairs into the kitchen, in desperate search of a coffee to wake myself up. Training would be a killer this morning with Uncle Gabe running the show... he may not be of higher rank in the pack, but that guy was one hell of a skilled fighter. He had earned his role of senior warrior, much like Uncle Manny. Both capable of giving my Dad a run for his money when it came to training. So, I knew today's training would be far from easy, so coffee would be a necessity if I was to survive...Only as I stepped into the hallway could I hear muted voices in the lounge, making me frown. It sounded like my parents. I was surprised they were up at this time of day when my Dad was not in charge of training…I still lived at home despite being well into my twenties. I could easily have moved into the Alpha suite by now, like Finn had moved to the Gamma suite, but I was happy here. My family were crazy, but I loved them, and actually enjoyed their company the majority of the
I was just returning to my room after my early morning run. Something I chose to do despite the fact my day was taken up by constant strict training regimes. The morning run was my time alone with my wolf. A time to let my thoughts go, and simply run. And my wolf, Dex, liked to run. We had cut it fine by returning so late today.I would just about have enough time for a shower before heading to breakfast in the dining hall to catch the last sitting before heading to the training field. Today would be even more punishing than normal with the heat of the sun already increasing. Not that the coaches seemed to care. They beasted us within an inch of our lives. Their focus was getting the strongest warriors possible out of the recruits. Not that I would ever become a warrior…I quickly stripped and stepped into the cool shower, knowing it would help cool me down, I was sweating profusely already from a combination of over-exertion and that crazy heat outside. Just as I did, I heard my phon
I walked down towards the dining room, many familiar faces smiling at me as I made my way through the corridors of the packhouse. I may not be an official member of this pack, but they knew my grandmother, and, of course, they knew my Aunt, Uncle and cousins, and had always treated me as if I was one of their own. I had always been made to feel I would always have a place within this pack, and at times I wished I could make this pack my home...“Running a little late this morning aren’t you, Lan?” my Uncle piped up, from the door of the dining hall.“Oh, please, don’t even ask.” I said to him with a wry smile. Not even wanting to begin to explain to him how my day was going, and this without the fact it hadn't even reached breakfast time!“Oh, I had no intention of asking.” He grinned. “I could tell from that scowl upon that ever-so handsome face of yours that I was better not to.” He winked. "But, you want to be as handsome as me son, you got to stop frowning so much."I smiled in re
I had woken a little later than usual, but in my usual sleepy daze, showered and got dressed. Wandering downstairs to grab myself a mug of tea, I was surprised to see both my Mum and my Dad still at home despite the time. They would both normally be at work, or out doing things within pack by now. The atmosphere within the house was uncomfortable, to say the least, which made me feel uneasy. This was not how things were between my Mum and Dad.‘Finn?’ I mindlinked as I grabbed my purse, rushing from the house, thinking perhaps they needed some time alone. Something did not feel right in the house, and I felt like I shouldn’t be there. Me coming downstairs when I had may have disturbed whatever was going on between them.‘What is up, beautiful?’ he almost instantly responded. And I felt my mood lighten at the sound of his voice. He always seemed to have that ability.I knew he wouldn’t be training with the others today, like he usually would, because he had mentioned a business meetin
I had paperwork I was meant to be dealing with ready for the meeting I had agreed to attend on behalf of the family business. But the moment Cleo mindlinked to see if I was free, it became inconsequential. It sounded like she needed me, and that was more important to me than any piece of paperwork could ever be. Ok, my Dad and my uncles may think otherwise, but that was how tings were…Yes, I knew, as had been frequently pointed out to me, that Cleo was not my fated mate, but I wasn’t exactly a traditionalist. I wasn’t too fussed by all of that. She was an important part of my life, and I liked the way she made me feel. Right now, that was what mattered. Fated mate or not, she was what I wanted right now, whether she knew it or not...I have heard the tales of the shit a fated matebond can cause. Yes, they are made out to be wonderful things when we learn of them. Of course, they are. They are chosen my our moon goddess. But they can be wrong too... they can cause pain and suffering t
I dropped my bag over the top of the stairs, hearing it land at the bottom of the stairs with a loud, heavy thud. “Fucking hell Sergio!” I heard my brother Rico snarl angrily from downstairs. “You trying to give me a fucking heart attack? I nearly spilled coffee all over me, you stupid fuck!” I found myself chuckling, as I made my way down the stairs. A perfect reaction from my brother! Yeah, it would have been a whole heap easier to carry my bag, but it was so much more fun to scare the crap out of my brother, though in truth I was hoping my Mum or sister would have been passing. Their reactions were classic... Rico was standing in the entranceway of the house, glaring at me, a mug of coffee in hand. He looked so much like Dad right now, it was funny. Same dark stare, and same frown. “Lighten up.” I shook my head at him. “Did you make me a coffee? Or was that the one you spilled?” I asked with a grin, knowing it would wind him up even more. I loved to annoy my brother.
I find myself looking at Finn, his eyes are so intense, and he is closer than ever right now. My heart feels like it is beating like a drum right now. And time feels like it has paused between us. He is so handsome, one of the sweetest guys I know... Finn and I have always been close, but this… this is a line we never crossed. But that look I could see within his eyes was telling me he was seriously considering more... And, as much as I worship him, I don’t know if it is the right thing…I found myself awkwardly clearing my throat and lowering my gaze to break the intensity of the way Finn was looking at me. Maybe coming here hadn’t been the right thing to do after all…“Oh, you backing out on me doll?” he teased, and I found myself avoiding his gaze even further. There was nothing awkward in the way he had spoken to me. It had been lighthearted and playful, but still, I didn't feel right. My insides were churning nervously, not to mention the butterflies that had taken up residence
I watched from the sofa with a sinking heart as Cleo’s silhouette darted from my home. My chest tightened in pain. Disappointment. I am such a fool. I had clearly misread the situation. Allowed my own heart to become carried away with itself… or was it my head? She had been so close… her scent filled my senses…and those beautiful eyes mesmerized me like they so often did… I had wanted her so desperately. I had thought she wanted me too.Was I so wrong to want to kiss her? Was it a crime? The way she looked at me had made me feel like it was. She looked in shock. Hurt. And that made me feel nothing but guilt. I had clung to a hope she felt the same way about me as I did for her. We were close. Closer than ever in recent years. We flirted like a couple who wanted one another. I don’t think it was a wrong assumption to make. But, I also know that Cleo clung desperately to the traditions expected of her, and as the daughter of an Alpha, I suppose nothing less would be expected of her.I w