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I breathe out a deep shaky sigh as I sit down in the chair at the back of the big classroom. My heart is beating hard against my chest and my eyes are darting to the students filling the room gradually, including Harper, my personal bully. She looks so pretty and her confidence is incredible. Her hair is long and lustrous, flowing to her shoulders in an impressive manner. She is higher class, the kind that mingles with the Alpha. I’m an omega, a low-ranked nobody, and Harper never fails to remind me of that every damn day. I hate her, and she knows, but she certainly doesn’t give a sh*t. This is my last class for today and then I can go home and finally get out of this hellhole. Today is also the last day of school, the next time that I would be in a classroom would be months from now. My anxiety is acting up and I don’t have my best friend with me today to defend me against sly insults from the other students. She’s the only one who makes going to this school worth it. She makes
As soon as our eyes meet, it’s like something magical happens. It’s the only way that I can describe it. His eyes are so vivid and deep that it feels like I could get lost in them forever. I knew I have always had a crush on Ashton, but what I feel right now is so much stronger. “I’m so sorry,” He apologizes as a small smile clings to his perfect lips. “I would be in the pool in the back,” Harper excuses herself, and Ashton nods, not giving her his full attention. She looks annoyed that Ashton is talking to me. This is the first time I have been so close to him, or to even talk to him. It feels unreal, almost as if it’s too good to be true and I’m dreaming. “Come with me to the kitchen so I can get you cleaned up?” He asks, and I nod slowly. He chuckles when he realizes that I am staring at him too much, and my face gets red from embarrassment. He reaches for my hand and leads me through the crowd of party-goers. When we finally reach the kitchen, he does something that causes m
Harvey Martins is the father of two children, Ashton Martins, and Serenity Martins. His wife died years ago when there was a war between the demon people and the werewolf people. It is said that he single handedly stopped the war. The man is historic, and a very legend. He is respected by most but feared by all. He might be well advanced in years now, but he is still strong enough to kill a demon in its prime. “Excuse me, everybody!” Someone says loudly at the same time that the music gets turned off. I sniffle as I break the hug with my sister and we all watch what is happening along with a crowd of other people. It’s one of Ashton’s friends, the one with blonde hair. He has a mic in his hand and Ashton is standing right by him. I don’t know how to explain it, but it’s like I can feel Ashton’s emotions. He is very sad, and nervous. Maybe it's because I am his mate and there is some kind of connection between him and me. Whatever it is, it doesn't matter anymore. Zoe is right,
The amount of fear that I feel right now is overwhelming. I am alone and vulnerable, and I don’t even have the ability to fight back. The demon’s strength is remarkable, his hold on me is without mercy. “Let go of me!” I yell as I am dragged from behind the giant oak tree. “You see? I told you guys that I smelt someone,” The demon holding me says. He presses my body onto him, giving me no way to free myself. “Okay, you made your point, let her go,” One of his friends says, he sounds nervous. This is my first interaction with another species. All I have known is this town and my own people, werewolves. “Let her go? Seriously, Jose?” The one holding me tightly replies. His friends look uncomfortable with what is happening, and I continue to yell for help, hoping that someone would hear me and come to my rescue. I don’t want to die. From all the stories that I have been told about demons, I expected them to look like evil itself. I expected them to look disfigured and disgusting,
“No,” He laughs.“Definitely no. I can not allow that,” Zayn says to me as he runs his hand through his hair.“What do you mean by that?” I ask him angrily, but he seems amused by my anger.“Let me make this clear for you; you are a werewolf and this is demon territory. If my people stepping foot in your territory is an act of war, then you staying here would be war itself,” He explains to me.“Sounds dramatic,” I reply to him, and he stares at me curiously.“Dramatic would be me publicly announcing to my people that you are a werewolf spy that I caught trying to assassinate me,” He smirks, and my mouth drops open in shock.“You wouldn’t dare,” I reply to him, and he walks toward the bed and sits on the edge.“For centuries, everyone has seen demons as evil, and outcasts from heaven that serve the devil; so accusing you falsely would just be the icing on the cake,” He yawns after he speaks.“But you won’t do that,” I fold my arms on my chest.He smiles in response and then breathes ou
“I don’t need to give you a reason because I am your king, you will do what I wish,” Zayn says firmly to her without blinking, and she gulps.“And what do you wish, oh great king?” Her tone is slightly sarcastic.“That you’d give her a chance,” He replies to her smoothly, referring to me.“You know, I just don’t get it. Her people killed your father and you’re just okay with her being in your face,” Bunny spits the words out as she turns around to leave, but Zayn stops her by grabbing her arm.Wait, what?“Do not bring my father into this or I swear I would kill you with my bare hands,” He threatens her. A rogue tear escapes one of his darkened eyes and I can tell that he is triggered emotionally.“I think I should go,” I finally speak up, and both of them stare at me.There is no way I could convince Bunny to let me stay, she hates my guts with a hatred that is beyond me.“Let go of me,” Bunny jerks her arm out of Zayn’s grasp.“I am so sorry, this is all my fault,” I apologize to bo
Zoe jumps into action and stops me from hitting Ashton. “Hey, hey!” She says loudly in an attempt to calm me. She stands between Ashton and me as a blockade. With anger and regret filling me on the insides, I feel my wolf begin to beg to come out. “Tessa, you need to calm down,” Zoe says when she notices that I am on the verge of transforming into a werewolf. I know that I can not take down Ashton in a fight, he’s an impressive Alpha, but I don’t give a damn. “I have done a lot of dumb sh*ts so you have to be specific when you blame me for something,” Ashton says to me, and I narrow my eyes at him. “Is this about Lara?” He asks when I don’t reply. My chest heaves up and down as a low growl escapes my lips. My bones are aching to elongate, but I try to resist the urge. “Why did you reject her?” I ask Ashton. “Come on, Tessa, you know why. It’s because of his father,” Zoe answers the question. “Why don’t you stop fighting your new boyfriend’s battles and allow him to speak for
***Lara Zane’s POV***Zayn has a smile on his face and Bunny is smirking while I have a look of unbelief. Did I just hear what I think I did?“Excuse me?” I try to get her to say that I am okay to stay in Demon Territory again.“Oh, sweetie, I know you heard me, I’m not repeating myself,” She winks when she says this.She then begins to walk and Zayn and I follow her. She leads us into one of the castle-like buildings. I get a few weird stares from all the people I walk past but I ignore them.“I would have to inform my people publicly before the day ends though,” Zayn tells me.“If he doesn’t, you might get murdered by just going to the grocery store. Our people absolutely hate your kind,” Bunny adds, and I nod nervously.Well, that explains the weird stares.I don’t know where we are heading but I follow both of them closely and soon we enter an elevator. It stuns me that the Demon Territory looks so normal, I thought it would be raining ashes and the ground would be covered with bu
“Come on, guys. You have Lara and me out here waiting like kids waiting to open up gifts on Christmas morning!” Zayn exclaimed, causing everyone to laugh. The door suddenly opened by itself and my eyes widened mildly. “Did that door just open by itself?” I took a step back, and Ashton and Zoe were amused by my reaction. The door opened wider and a golden retriever jumped out of the car, almost giving me a heart attack. “Gosh!” I exclaimed as I held Zayn’s arm tightly. “I’m not going to lie, I was a bit startled when that dog came out.” Zayn laughed lightly. “So that’s the surprise, huh? A doggie.” Zayn bend down and played with the dog. I had a small fear of dogs. One bit me when I was a kid and since then I have been terrified of them. No matter how cute and cuddly they were, I stayed my distance away from them. The golden retriever kept licking and jumping on Zayn like it had known him for years. “The doggie is a surprise but not for you guys, he’s for the kids.” Ashton
It was Christmas day, the 25th of December. Werewolves were howling in celebration even though it was the sun that was up. Carols were being played and families were together. The air was warm, the sky was crystal blue, and the day was perfect. Where did the Werewolf Territory take the concept of Christmas when we believed in the Moon goddess? We adopted it thousands of years ago when humans once lived amongst us. They celebrated our holidays and so we did the same, as a show of respect. That was when the word Christmas entered the vocabulary of the Werewolf Territory. And since then, we have celebrated the day and passed on the tradition from generation to generation. The Christmas tree in the living room was lit up and gifts were scattered under it. All the kids were up and sat eagerly next to their presents, waiting for us to give them the go-ahead to start opening up them. The air was filled with anticipation and joy. A hot cup of chocolate sat in my hand and Zayn was drinki
My claws immediately sprang forth from underneath my fingernails, and a growl escaped my mouth. “What the hell are you doing here? You should be in prison.” I was on the verge of wolfing out. It was not like I felt threatened by Jacob, but I did not like the fact that he was in our mansion without us even knowing. The kids were literally right across the hall from there. “Please. Please calm down and let me explain,” He begged. He placed the box of chocolate on the kitchen island and took a step toward us.“Not another step, buddy. I won’t hesitate to rip you to pieces.” Zayn threatened him, and he gulped as he nodded. My wolf had not gotten any real action for a while and it was yearning for some. I usually trained in the training room with Zoe and the others almost every Saturday though my wolf wanted more. “Start explaining.” I breathed out a short sigh as I continued to keep my wolf at bay.“Okay. Okay. But first, promise not to kick me out, please?” His eyes were pleading. I
‘You can’t save me, she-wolf.’ The words echoed in my head as I stared into Alex’s sad eyes. He looked convinced that he was beyond saving and that seemed to scare me a bit. He was too sure.“But at least let me try,” I begged him. He scoffed. “What are you even going to do? Bring my wife back?” He rose to his feet. “For now, Lara, just let me try to figure out the journey I’m on emotionally. I will go back to my pack…eventually.” “Okay.” I did not push him. And he did have a point. What was I going to do to save him? I was not a superhero. I did not have special powers. I was just a she-wolf that cared deeply for people.And apparently, that was called a hero mentality; wanting to help everyone to the point where sometimes I didn’t even regard myself. Alex may have said it while he was lashing out but I think he was right: He had been a leader way longer than I had. I may have been queen but that was just a nice coating, deep inside, I was still an omega. “It’s kind of late, I th
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A few seconds of silence filled the home theatre because the cartoon could not play forever, obviously. The projector was now off and the fancy inbuild lights on the ceiling were on. Alex sat next to me and played with his fingers nervously. He looked slightly uncomfortable but a look of determination also could be seen on his face. “For starters, I have two questions.” I began, and he turned his full attention to me. “Shoot.”“First one is what you mean when you said that I have earned the right or privilege to ask you about anything?” I raised one of my eyebrows. He smiled weakly. “Lara, you have become family. You have proven to me that you can be trusted and that you are willing to go through hell to protect my son. Do we have to do the whole ‘I am a blessing’ stuff over again?” He chuckled, and I could not help but laugh lightly. “No, thank you,” I refused as I continued to laugh. “That is why I came back here after I lashed out at you. You did not deserve that; you have be
I sat down next to Alex and the smell of his cologne filled my nose. It was a strong scent but I really liked it though. The black-and-white cartoon playing on the projector was aesthetically pleasing. It reminded me of the past. Not just any past, or mine. But like the 1960s. Weird because I was not even alive at that time but that was the vibe I got from looking at Mickey Mouse doing funny dances while in black-and-white color. “You said you wanted to talk?” Alex smiled weakly as intrigue smeared his facial features. He was wearing a hoodie that looked great on him. If we were not about to talk about serious matters, I would have asked him where he got it. “Yeah, but you go first. What do you want to talk about?” I adjusted myself in my seat and made myself comfortable enough. My attention was trained on him as I awaited him to speak. “You sure?” “Yeah, go ahead.” I encouraged him. I was curious as to what he wanted to talk to me about. But I already knew what I wanted to talk
I crossed my legs and watched Gene and Zayn sip lemonade from the glasses that were brought by the male helper. I was very invested in Gene’s backstory. I wanted to know more. “You have not touched your lemonade, dear,” Gene pointed out and we both glanced at the tall glass that was filled with the yellowy-sugary drink. “Her teeth hurt when she drinks lemonade,” Zayn explained politely, and I smiled involuntarily. He placed his hand over mine on the couch and a warm feeling filled my chest. “Sorry,” I mouthed to Gene but she brushed me off lightly. “Oh, that’s alright. You should have told me.” She crossed her legs too. “Would you like me to send for water?” “No, it’s okay. Don’t trouble yourself.” I played with the tips of my hair. “You said that the Silver Moon pack has unspoken laws?” “Uh, yeah. Laws that have been passed down from generation to generation. It’s not written and posted somewhere but it’s in the hearts of all the inhabitants of Rocky. I learned about those laws
Smiles. Laughter. Joy. A lightness filled the air as Alex got out of the detective’s car. Snow fell from the sky and soon made white patches on his hair. His face was flushed and he had a smile so bright, that it could light up a dark night. The light humming of the car lingered in the air, and detective Stone and her wife got out of the car seconds later with cheerful looks on their faces. Bunny and the others joined us outside and Liam was out of words when his eyes landed on his dad. He glanced at me and his lips parted in disbelief. “Thank you,” He mouthed, and then turned his attention back to Alex. Liam watched his dad approach him and his eyes became glossy as they threatened to spill tears. He kept clenching and unclenching his jaw, and I could tell that he was trying his best to stop himself from crying. When Alex closed the distance between him and his son, they hugged each other tightly, and the scene made me teary. Zayn wrapped his right arm around my torso and pulled