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
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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
Once everyone had finished their laps and removed their weights, we all gathered at the obstacle course. On the way, I pick up my water canister and take a long sip of the cooling water, which tastes bitter for some reason. Did I not wash the canister? Oops. I put the bottle down and join everyone, eager to see what Tyson has set up. He has something under a cloth, but I can’t make out what it is. “So, how does this work?” Jasper asks coming up beside me. “A year back Tyson’s father, Gamma James, began implementing obstacle courses to better test and push our reflexes. The results proved beneficial, so it became a regular part of training. Recently James began introducing courses that tested and trained our senses. Tyson and I loved this, so we decided to mix it into regular training,” I explain to him. He smiles listening intently. “That’s absolutely brilliant. Wish I’d thought of that. No hard feelings if I steal your ideas,” he teases with a wink.
For a few minutes I continue to dodge and catch balls, and I would love to gloat and say I had a perfect score but no. A few managed to hit me and man did they hurt. I quickly examine myself and can see a couple ball size bruises on my torso. I’m sure there are a couple on my legs and one particularly nasty one that hit me right in the head. Fortunately, with fast healing, I’ll be fine in minutes. “Looks like Mei so far is holding the record, Alpha coming in at a respectable second place. Who wants to go next?” Tyson asks. “I will,” Marcus says. My head snaps up and our eyes lock. There’s determination in his eyes and something else. I’m not sure what and I’m not sure if I want to know. Marcus walks over to me, and I hand him the blindfold and nose plug. For a brief moment, our fingers touch and my entire body goes nuts from the contact. My breath hitches, heart rate spikes and my desire and just overall need for him floods my system. I can tell he’s having t
Training today went great until it wasn’t great anymore. I was trying to have fun having Eric beside me for training, but it wasn’t easy. We’ve been talking about him moving to this pack since I’m the Beta here and so I wanted him to see how he feels about our training routine. I could see he was having fun and that made me happy. At first, I was beyond shocked to get fated to a man, even though I’ve always known I was attracted to men and women. I’ve always known I was bisexual, I just never wanted to tell anyone. Stupid of me. I should have known my friends would have had my back. Still, I didn’t know what to make of Eric, but as soon as we were together everything clicked. He’s perfect for me in every way and I’ve never been happier. That being said, it’s hard to bask in happiness when my best friend is in pain. Once again Amelia’s animai has publicly disrespected her. He treats her like crap, and it makes me want to rip his Gods damn head off. Amelia is the sweet
Tyson, Chris, and I look at each other. Each of us looked seriously banged up, but each was more worried about Amelia than our injuries. Fuck the pain, we’ll heal just fine. “She’s not really going to die, is she?” Tyson asks quietly. “How can you even ask that?!” I growl. “It just took five of us to even bring her down, she’s too strong to just die,” I say angrily. Truth is I’m terrified. I’m terrified I’m about to lose my best friend and our pack will lose its Alpha. Fear and despair are creeping through me and latching to my bones and moving into my lungs. It’s like I can’t breathe. “Guys, let’s just go to the hospital and wait to hear what the doctor says, okay?” Chris says calmly, placing his hands on our shoulders. He’s always the calm one. Well, aside from Amelia. We nod and rush straight to the hospital. Once we get to the pack hospital we find Alden leaning against the wall in the waiting room while Elias paces furiously. Nurses try t
We walk through the doors and only now see the state of the packhouse. The packhouse has an open and inviting layout decorated in rich reds and golds, with the staircase against the wall to the right, leading up into a U-shape landing on the second floor that looks down into the first. The main entrance has several seating areas scattered on the left in front of the adjoining doors to the dining hall and then various hallways that lead off to different rooms around the packhouse.Walking in is usually calming, but now it looks like a crime scene. There’s blood everywhere staining the tanned wood floors and carpets. There are broken vases and picture frames scattered all over the floor and a large dent in the wall above the staircase where Amelia threw Chris into it. The staff have been instructed to leave it for now until we get things sorted out.We each go to our respective suites and get cleaned up and dressed. Eric, Evalyn, and Mei are in the Alpha suite with Aunt Fleur and Grandma
As I feel myself waking up – though I don’t remember going to sleep – I’m immediately hit with the smell of disinfectant. Beyond the smell of industrial cleaning products are two familiar scents that always smell like home. Apple and cinnamon, and lilacs. My dad and mum’s scents. The second I shift my body the smells are forgotten and instead all I can think about is how horrible I feel. My head is pounding, and my body feels like I’m being weighed down by rocks. What the hell happened to me? “Amelia! Oh, Amelia! Can you hear me?!” Zara’s worried voice shouts in my head. “Loud and clear,” I tell her as she whimpers. I feel her nuzzling into my mind giving me comfort and affection. “I was so scared. I kept trying to reach you, but you couldn’t hear me. I thought I’d lost you,” she sobs. “Hey, don’t cry you, big softy. I’m okay, I’m right here, I promise. I’m sorry I scared you,” I tell her gently. I h
Once I get the all-clear from Doctor Richard, I get changed into some pyjama pants and a pyjama tank top that mum brought from my room. Then before I can comprehend what’s going on my dad has scooped me up into his arms. I immediately nuzzle into him and breathe in his familiar scent and take in his body heat. Under better circumstances, my animai would be here and his touch and presence would alleviate the aches and fatigue raging against my body, but I’m not that lucky, however, this works fine too, and I know my dad needs this too. I can feel the stress all over him. I know being able to hold and take care of his pup will make him and his wolf feel better. It’s just a natural instinct for us and it comforts me to know my parents will always be there for me no matter what. I really got lucky having them as parents. Dad carries me to the packhouse with mum walking beside us, her eyes always darting to me to make sure I’m okay. As soon as we step into the packhouse m
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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