I inhale sharply as my eyes widen at the sight of my blood-covered hand. I instinctively look at my other hand and I realize that it’s covered in blood too. “Oh my gosh. Oh, sh*t,” I mumble to myself in fear. What the hell is going on? With a labored breath, I reach for the person laying on the forest floor regardless of the blood on me. As soon as I touch the individual, the man begins to cough and groan in pain.“Help me,” He begs me, and the thought of me being naked goes to the back of my head when the guy turns his body around, revealing his stomach. His guts are literally out, spilled onto his body.How the hell is he still alive? And why do I have blood on my hands? Did I do this, or is this another nightmare? I really do hope this is a nightmare.“Please, help me,” The man wheezes as squints his eye, trying his best to stay conscious, or even alive.“Uh, tell me what to do?” I ask him frantically as my eyes land on the severity of his wound. He is so messed up right now. Look
I am sitting upright on the bed waiting with bated breath to hear what the nurse has to say to me. I want to know the problem she is talking about. Am I sick? Do I have a tumor and I’m going to die? “So, we have done an extensive search on your fingerprints and DNA and have nothing in the system for you. It’s like you don’t exist,” The nurse explains. “That’s because I only moved here a few weeks ago,” I reply to her. “Ah…” She studies the binder in her hand and bites a lower lip. “That explains that.” She makes a sound with her tongue and teeth. “I feel like you’re not telling me everything. Is everything okay?” Her eyes meet mine, and she exhales deeply. “You’re not one of us, you’re a she-wolf,” She spits out, and I let out a sigh of relief. Gosh, I thought it was something worse. “ Which also explains the reason why your test results are way off the charts.” I chuckle at how serious her face is, but again, I have no right to because my people and her people are not exactly
When I was only nine years old, I used to have these very vivid dreams. Dreams of a glorious wolf speaking to me, telling me things that my mind was too young to understand. The voice was so strong and was like roaring seas. I used to have those dreams for days, and every time I told my parents; they only told me that it was my wolf trying to get acquainted with me. So, young me was super excited, and hyped that at such a young age, I was communicating with my wolf! It was a rare occurrence, something that pointed you out as extraordinary. I knew I was going to be special. Then it all went to crap. Years passed and I watched all my friends shift into their wolves while my wolf went dead quiet. I was so angry about it! Everyone expected me to have an impressive wolf but I could not even shift. That was when the bullying began. I have had different people bully me throughout my life, but Harper stands out. She was the meanest, the most inconsiderate, and evil one of them all. She d
Bunny and Zayn watch me as Ashton speaks to me on the phone. I exhale deeply in response to what he just told me; that he is waiting outside of the city, waiting for me to help get him in. This is really not the time, especially when I am being investigated.“Why are you here?” I ask Ashton. He is now back to working with his father to steal the orb, so I know that his suddenly being here can’t just be social.“Lara, I would prefer not to talk about my reasons on the phone,” He replies to me, and then I hear him sigh. “Please…just get me in the city.”Though the phone is not on speaker, I’m sure that Bunny and Zayn can hear our conversation clearly. I ask Zayn for permission silently by pleading with him with my eyes, and he nods once.“Go get the Alpha, and make sure he’s under control,” Zayn tells Bunny, and to my surprise, she does not resist or make any kind of comment. “Bring him here.”“Bunny's coming to get you,” I inform Ashton, and he clears his throat and then mumbles, “Gre
Looking at Ashton Martins, Alpha of the Blue River pack, I just can’t picture him losing control. He is the epitome of perfection and control when it comes to doing his job; being Alpha. He shifts into his wolf effortlessly and has years of training that no one in Beacon has endured before.“I’m sorry, but I just can’t picture you losing control. I can’t imagine you waking up in some weird location covered in the blood of somebody,” I wag my head, not believing him.He chuckles deeply and then rubs his fingers over his eyes gently. “I can still remember the morning after the night that I shifted for the first time. Just like you, I was afraid and confused; with pieces of memories in my mind.”“I had blood all over me and was very far from my home. I told my dad and he was really excited; told me that I was finally a man. That I had finally stepped into my destiny. A man while my bones were soaked in fear and trauma,” Ashton continues, his voice strained with hurt.“A few hours later,
The kiss…it’s more than I expected. My eyes instinctively close and I find myself lost in a new world. It is like electricity spreading through every part of my body. Ashton quickly matches my rhythm and his hands travel to my waist as he pulls me closer to him.Our lips move with the perfection of a ballet dancer, and Ashton releases a small moan when we break the kiss, causing the sound to resonate in me.“Lara…” He says softly as his eyes dances with desire. “That was amazing,” He adds, and my face reddens.“I hope that lets you know where I stand when it comes to my feelings for you,” I tell him and he lets out a small happy laugh.“But what about Zayn?”“Yeah, that’s the messed up part. I think I have feelings for both of you guys.” I reply to him, and he raises his eyebrows.“Oof,” He chuckles as he runs his hand through his hair. I drag my body off the bed, afraid that if I stay that close to Ashton, nothing will stop me from kissing him again.I really wanted to kiss him, but
“He rejected you. He rejected you. He rejected you.” The words begin to play over and over in my mind like a broken record. It’s my wolf, and I know what it's trying to do; trying to touch that sensitive part that Ashton tore open the night he rejected me.“He’s a coward…” The words echo in my head as I recover from the blunt force that had me flying in the opposite direction a few seconds ago. Ashton's strength is mind-blowing! I could never take him in a fight; I truly hope my wolf knows that.“Let her go!” Ashton begins to close the distance between us by approaching me slowly. I hear a deep chuckle in my mind and my bones begin to snap as they recede to what they were once before. The fur over my body starts to disappear as quickly as it came, and in seconds, I lay cold and bare on the dark road as Ashton watches me. He shifts back into his human form and rushes toward me.I’m naked again and I try to hide my body as I shiver due to the cold winds. “Lara…” Ashton tries to touch
“You see…I told you that he would be upset to see your kind here,” The old lady says as she looks at me. She has a look of pity on her face mixed with concern. She walks close to me and holds my shoulder, almost as a way to protect me from her son.Her husband seems glad though that his son is back. He isn’t saying much but the look on his face is doing all the talking. “I asked a damn question…” The young man withdraws his weapon and points it directly at Ashton. I was the one that brought us here by deciding to listen to my wolf, so I would have to be the one to get us out.“Can we please calm down?” I plead with the young man with my eyes. “We are only here because we needed help.”“Sh*t…you’re here. It’s really you; you’re the she-wolf,” The guy replies, and Ashton gives me a questioning look. The young man places his weapon back onto his side and walks fully into the house. “Wait, are you sure?” His father asks him, and the guy nods confidently. “Oh, my gosh,” The guy’s mother
“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