I’ve never wanted to go to these events. I’ve always been more than happy to stay at the pack and tend to business. Anything that gets me out of going to one of these stupid balls. It’s like the mutolupus version of speed-dating if you ask me. A bunch of singles coming together, moving around a big room hoping to find a partner and if you don’t find them you leave feeling like shit. Not my idea of a fun time.
I’d love to find my animai, I’m twenty-four now and while I enjoy casual hookups, they don’t satisfy that empty feeling that can only be filled by your soulmate. Yet, I still don’t like going to these events, call me stubborn.
We’re sitting in the Peugeot Traveller on our way to the Invictus Pack for the yearly Vernal Ball. It’s their turn to host this year. In our car are two warriors riding up front then me, my Alpha Jasper, and my Luna Isabelle in the back. It’s an eight-seater, two seats up front, six in the back with three seats facing front and three seats
Amelia is on her feet before I can even register what’s going on. Just then a guy in a maroon tux appears in the doorway. “Amelia hurry! It’s Jennifer!” he shouts, his features a mix of anger and fear. I immediately stand up. Has something happened to one of Amelia’s friends? “I’m sorry, I have to handle this,” she tells me and before I can even blink she’s gone back into the hall. I wish she had waited for me, but I can tell this was an emergency. I follow her scent and find her on the floor tending to a young woman while the guests surround them. The poor girl looks sickly pale, and her heartbeat is dangerously slow. “What happened?” Amelia asks looking at a young man who looks scared shitless. “I…I rejected her…” he says quietly, looking down in shame. Several people around him gasp, but I’m surprised when a number of them growl furiously in his direction. I mean, rejection is a dick thing to do, but it’s his choice. “Silence!” she
Last night was the worst night sleep I have ever had. Well, I guess I can only say that if I actually slept, which I didn’t. How did the best night of my life turn into the worst so quickly? Over the years I’ve heard all the derogatory and condescending comments about me being an Alpha and I’ve taken them all in stride. But having to hear them come from my own soulmate; the person made for me; the person who was meant to love and support me unconditionally was like being cut open with a silver blade. Every word he spoke cut deeper and deeper. When he disrespected me so blatantly in front of not just my pack but several other packs as well it took all my self-control not to put him in his place. But I didn’t want people to see me being so affected by his words. Zara was devastated. Watching and hearing her whimper in my mind while our own soulmate degraded us broke my heart. I have no idea what today will bring. I know I have a lot of things I need to handle, so I’ll focus on those a
After I finish my meeting with Alpha Lucas I leave the packhouse and drive to Jennifer’s house to check in with the nurse on duty to see how she’s doing. I felt some relief when I saw colour in her cheeks and heard a steady heartbeat. The nurse informed me Jennifer had woken up a couple hours ago but became distressed and was in physical pain, so she was sedated again. The nurses' alternating shifts may have to do this over the next few days. I know when she comes to, she and her wolf spirit will have to process this, but hopefully, by then my plans to repair the situation will be in effect. Once that’s done I check in on a few of the local businesses to see how things are doing around town. Most packs really are just their own isolated town or village unless you’re the kind of pack that is more rustic and lives off the land. So think of an Alpha as like the mayor, it comes with a lot of responsibilities. I’m so proud of our pack, we are a thriving little metropolis
I’m still smiling and shaking my head as I resume going through the mail, stopping on a white envelope with my name scrawled on the front. Just what I need today, another letter from my invisible enemy. Before I even open it I link Chris and Vitali to come to my office. I tell Tyson there’s another letter and that I’ll fill him in later. Looking over I see Chris excuse himself from Marcus and quickly shoot out of his chair and rush over to me. I nod for him to go on ahead while my eyes linger on the eyes of my animai. Those beautiful eyes that I got lost in last night, eyes that for a short time held so much adoration for me. How quickly they had turned into something harsh and hurtful. Now their forest depths look at me with confusion and a great deal of concern. His concern makes my heart skip a beat. He stands up as if to come over, but I shake my head. I mouth ‘later’, and he looks torn and frustrated on what to do but ultimately he nods in agreement. I have to handle th
Last night was by far the worst fucking night of my life. I couldn’t rest, I couldn’t sleep, I just wanted to run and find Amelia, taste her delicate lips, feel her curvy body under me and make sure she didn’t hate me. I know we have some issues to handle and some strong differences in opinion, but I still fucking want her. She’s mine. She was meant for me. Instead of just calmly talking to her I insulted her, and the guilt is eating away at me. It also doesn’t help that Ace spent all night calling me names, some of which were very creative. Didn’t know my wolf had such an extensive vocabulary. I’d be impressed if it weren’t the fact it was directed at me. First thing in the morning I had Jasper tell me where the Alpha suite was. I ran to go and talk to Amelia and try and sort this out, but I nearly lost my shit when I found some mangy little shit stain making a move on my woman. Ace wanted to rip his throat out and I was all for it, but I don’t think that would have
I slump into my chair with my head in my hands. Meeting your animai isn’t supposed to be this much work. Everyone I know who’s mated with theirs did not have to go through this shit. I feel like the Gods are punishing me. “So, have you apologised to your animai yet?” I hear Jasper’s voice to my left. I groan and rest my forehead on the table. “What did you say to her this time?” he asks, and I can hear the irritation in his voice. “She thinks I hate her, but I told her I don’t,” I mumble into the table. “I detect a ‘but’,” he says. “I… told her I hate that she’s an Alpha,” I say flinching, waiting for him to blow up at me, not that it’s any of his business. I hear his slow hard breath through his nose. He’s mad. “What in the name of the Goddess compelled you to say that to her? Are you intentionally being a fucking asshole? At this point if she rejects you or even kills you I’m going to pardon it, I’ll call it justifiable homicide,” he says fe
Forest eyes look up at me and the first thing I notice is the glassy sheen to them. Was Marcus crying? He doesn’t look like the type who cries. He seems more the type to mock a man for crying and telling them to ‘stop acting like a girl.’ “Is everything okay in here?” I ask softly. “Yeah, everything is fine,” Marcus says quickly getting to his feet. My eyes have a mind of their own and quickly rake themselves over his body and I know they can hear the way my heart picked up a little because Marcus is smirking, and Jasper looks smug. I calm myself and get my heart back into a steady rhythm noting Marcus’s surprise. “I said we’d talk later and now it’s later. So I was wondering if you’d like to join me for a walk?” I ask. Marcus opens his mouth to speak but Jasper beats him to it. “Marcus would love to go for a walk with you,” he says cheerfully. I chuckle. “Surely your Beta can speak for himself, Jazz,” I tease, again noting Marcus’ sur
The rest of yesterday went surprisingly well. Marcus and I didn’t spend too much time together – mostly because I was busy – but the time we did spend together was decent. We kept the Alpha topic off the table for the time being. A silent decision made in order to keep the peace. It didn’t stop things from being awkward, but it at least prevented another fight. Arguing, fighting; these things have never bothered me. But doing them with the person made for you by the Gods themselves is not just painful, it’s draining. It’s like having your very soul tied to a stake and whipped over and over again until it ceases to exist. I wonder what Goddess Zarseti was thinking when she created the magic behind animais. To make their bodies, minds and souls be so dependent on each other. To make them so vital to each other. Did she think people would be less likely to fight their crueller instincts and prejudice if the bond tying them to another was all-consuming? If so, that does make som
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It’s been a month since the Luna ceremony and life has never been better. We’ve had a lot of new changes – mostly to hierarchy structure in the pack. Eric, as the second Beta of the pack, has taken on a lot of ‘traditional’ Luna roles. He oversees pack events and gatherings and his pack support group continues to work wonders. He’s basically the pack’s resident therapist, which I’m realising many were in desperate need of. Being superhuman beings we tend to brush aside our mental health and wellbeing and it’s definitely something that needed to change, so I’m thrilled it has. Evalyn still holds the title of Gamma but now she works alongside her brother Chris handling pack finances. She’s not as skilled in that area as he is, but the woman knows how to budget and she’s a good go-between for the pack and Chris. Evalyn was never going to be built for fighting and physical labour, but she wants to contribute as a ranked member, and nowhere does it say how those bonded to a ranked member n
We enter the main space, but he doesn’t stop, he pulls me straight into the bedroom and I can hear his heart beating faster. “Marcus, I– ” My words are silenced as he presses me against the door, devouring my lips and sucking the air right out of my lungs. My body’s reaction to him is automatic; instinctive. I fist the lapels of his jacket and pull him against me, needing to feel his body crush mine. Our lips are moving at a speed that screams hunger. “Hearing you stand up for me like that was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever fucking heard,” he growls seductively as he trails hot kisses down my neck as his hands explore my body. “I couldn’t stand her talking about you… like that,” I breathe out trying to remember how to speak as his kisses send tingles of pleasure right to my core. “Fuck, I love you,” he says as his mouth latches onto my mark and his hands knead my breasts through my corset. A cry of pleasure leaves me as his tongue lavishes my mark and wetness pools between my
I don’t have to walk too far before I’m standing in front of Jessica. I must admit she puts herself together very nicely. She’s wearing a beautiful ivory gown that hugs her slender frame. It has a built-in choker with a triangular front and half-open back and a high slit at the front of her right leg. She has her hair wild and free and has kept to simple gold band earrings, a gold bangle, and nude strappy high heels. Elegant and flattering. “You wished to speak to me,” I surmise. “I had hoped you would do the right thing before it went this far, but you proved me wrong. You’re his animai, you’re supposed to show him respect, instead, you are ruining my son. Everything he has worked for his whole life; gone in an instant. You’ve taken him away from his friends, his family, his home and turned him into…” she trails off with a spiteful look on her face. “I’m going to stop you there,” I interject. If she wants to insult me, she can do it until she turns blue, I really don’t give two sh
He did it. He really did it. I’m so elated that tears keep stinging my eyes, but I don’t care if people see me cry. Growing up I always figured I’d run this pack alone. That anyone the Goddess sent me wouldn’t want to be with an Alpha and certainly wouldn’t want to be a Luna. I tried to mentally prepare for it until the day Marcus blew into my life like a tornado. We have had highs and lows and through them, I still never thought we would be here. Marcus is now a member of this pack and its rightful Luna. I know he will care for everyone around him and fight to protect them; it’s who he is. I know that any fight or battle I face, he’ll be right there beside me and vice versa. We are one now in all the ways that matter. We’ve gone around chatting with pack members as he properly introduces himself to those he hasn’t met yet and receives welcomes and congratulations from everyone. My family and friends are so happy for him and for us and seeing them support Marcus, means the world to
The doors swing open, and my jaw almost drops. Don’t get me wrong, what Amelia did for the Vernal Ball was stunning, but this is magnificent. Or maybe it’s because this was done for me that has me so in awe. I’ve never had anyone do anything like this for me in my life, but she did. I don’t know how Zarseti thought I deserved this woman, but I’m glad she gave her to me. The glass doors around the room have been opened and red rose garlands and green vines with fairy lights hanging from the ceiling frame every entrance. Gone are the full-length wooden tables and instead the room is filled with circular tables just like at the ball. But this time they are covered in black satin tablecloths with gold cutlery and gold chairs. The centrepieces are made up of red roses with some kind of green leaves for a pop of colour. At the far end of the room to the right is a large arch made of vines and red roses that looks like nature forged it itself. In the centre of the arch is a small table with
Inhale. Exhale. Repeat. If I just keep doing that I should be fine. Is this how women feel before their Luna ceremonies? How do they not puke? I have been in fights, I’ve fought battles, I’ve fought for my life, but this is the first time I’ve felt petrified. Becoming the leader of a pack isn’t scary, I’ve been left in charge of Aurum Obscuro plenty of times when Jasper had to travel for business, but this is different. I don’t regret my decision; I will be the Luna of the Invictus Pack, I’m not backing out, but I can’t stop wondering what people will think of me. I’m about to be the first fucking male Luna. News will spread faster than an STD at a frat house. Will it lead to more attacks? What if I blow up at Amelia again because of all this? “For Goddess sake, stop spiralling, you’re making me dizzy,” says Ace. “Sorry, I’m just nervous,” I mumble. “Really? I thought you were writing poetry,” he says rolling his eyes. “A little support wouldn’t kill you every now and then.” “
Luna ceremonies are a lot of fucking work but thank the Gods I haven’t had to lift a finger. I used to make jokes about how all Lunas did was plan parties and events, I never meant it, but it is a big part of running a pack, and props to those Lunas. Amelia, Evalyn, and Eric have been working hard on planning this Luna ceremony, the only thing I’ve been asked to do was pick flowers, colour scheme and whether I want it indoors or outdoors. I chose indoors; the pack colours – so green and black – and red roses. I did ask to be left to handle what I’ll be wearing since I want to surprise Amelia. What a blessing Grandma Sorrell had been; she is a feisty bite-size woman. She is so delightful until she gets annoyed and then she’s dropping the hammer. The moment someone around the pack makes a snide comment about me being Luna, Sorrell is whipping them into shape. She doesn’t even have to do much. A strong smack to the head or a tug of the ears has them in tears and then she makes them do c
I kick the door shut behind me, throwing us both onto the bed, her body trapped underneath me. I trace her Alpha’s Mark on her heaving chest with my tongue to the sound of breathy moans as she bucks her hips against me, her needy pussy seeking what it knows can bring it unmatched pleasure. I press into her, grinding my hard bulge against her pussy covered by her soaking panties. “Is this what you want?” I ask as I slide my hand into her dress massaging her breast while gliding my tongue up her neck. “No,” she breathes, and before I know it she’s flipped us so she’s on top. Fucking hell, this is a nice view. “This is what I want,” she says, her eyes and voice full of lust. “Show me,” I tell her as I glide my hands up her inner thighs. She quickly pulls off her dressing tossing it away, my eyes getting hypnotized by the way her tits bounce from the action. She guides my hands to her panties, her eyes on me with so much dominance… you’d think I’d feel weird about it, but it’s fucking t