Aliyah The bears were huge, but Ashton's wolf was more massive and agile. He darted between them, snapping and snarling, trying to keep them at bay. I watched in silence as he fought off the bears, his fur bristling with ferocity. Each swipe of his powerful paws sent the bears stumbling backward. But there were too many of them, constantly pressing on, and I knew we couldn't outrun or outfight them all. Ashton went back in my direction. He nudged me, urging me to climb onto his back. I mounted him, holding on tightly as he sprinted away from the relentless bears. We raced through the forest, Ashton's wolf effortlessly maneuvering through the dense underbrush. Finally, we were out of the woods and back to the house, safe from the pursuing bears. We went straight to my room, and I immediately felt the stickiness of sweat and dirt on my skin. Ashton was peeking from the window while I quickly peeled off my clothes. He was still in wolf form; maybe he was still keeping watch for any sig
AliyahThis was Ashton's third day. I walked him through the lively town square, which was full of people going about their business. The environment was friendly and inviting, and I could see Ashton's curiosity as he looked around."Everyone seems really nice here," he remarked, his hand never leaving mine as we moved through the crowd."They are. It's a close-knit community," I agreed, smiling at the familiarity of it all. As we walked, I pointed out different landmarks to him, like the small hospital where I'd be working as a medical staffer during my stay with Tasha. His eyes lit up when I mentioned it, and I could tell he was genuinely happy for me."Sounds like you'll be doing some good here," he said, giving my hand a gentle squeeze.
AliyahI returned to the house, still wondering about what had happened when I touched Ashton. Those photographs felt so real, as if I were there in the moment. There was fire, men fighting, a woman screaming with a baby in her arms, and a young boy crying for them to stop. Why had I seen those scenes as I touched Ashton? I couldn’t understand why these visions seemed to be tied to him.A delicious scent hit my nose when I reached the door. No, it wasn’t the scent that werewolves smelled when they detected their bonds. It was the smell of literal food wafting through the air. Cheese, meat, and spices were in the room, making my mouth water. It had a familiar aroma, reminding me of my grandmother’s cooking. As I followed the scent, I found Brayden in the kitchen, wearing an apron, and closing the oven door.“Why are you cooking, Brayden?” I asked, suddenly getting panicked. “You’re a visitor, you shouldn’t have to do any work.”Brayden turned to me with a warm smile and replied, “I wan
AliyahHis statements sent shivers down my spine, yet I completely trusted him. I expected Brayden to kiss me again, as he did at the dining table. But just as I was melting beneath his intense look, he lay beside me, his arms serving as a pillow.For a couple of minutes, we just lay in silence, but then I remembered that he mentioned something about his issue in the pack. I turned to face him, curious to hear what was on his mind. "What's been going on with the pack, Brayden?" I asked, hoping to offer him some support.Brayden sighed, gazing down at me with a sad smile. "Aliyah, leave it to me," he said softly, pinching my chin. "I appreciate your concern, but I don't want you to worry about it. I'll handle everything and make sure the pack is taken care of."His words reassured me, but I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Despite his confident demeanor, I knew that Brayden was carrying a heavy burden. "Please, Brayden," I pleaded, sitting up so that I could look him in the ey
King Ashton"Go back to Jadeisles, Ashton. Now! The royal council demands it."The phone felt like a block of ice against my ear, numbing me with each word my father spoke. His voice was sharp, cutting through the peaceful buzz of the coffee shop."Why now?""Because they question your absence," he replied sharply. "They believe you're shirking responsibilities for pleasure and wanderlust.""It's not like that. I need Aliyah to come with me."There was a pause before a low chuckle resonated from the other end. "Your fake mate? Why bother making it official?""Because it's not fake. Our bond is real, Dad. It's time everyone accepted that.""Remember what the Connors have done," he hissed. "Theon's hands were stained with your mother's blood.""I haven't forgotten," I spat back, trying to control my voice as I didn't want to cause a scene in the coffee shop. "But Aliyah is not a pawn in our vengeance.""Use her to—""Enough, Dad." I hung up the phone, rejecting his distorted proposal. H
Alpha BraydenI was humming a song while I made breakfast for myself and Aliyah. Last night was the most amazing night of my twenty-six years of existence, and I never imagined that the most important day of my life would be when I finally mated with her and claimed her as my own. Though I had observed the other mark on the opposite side of her shoulder, I had buried my teeth deep into the back of her smooth shoulder. And when she marked me back, I sensed that we were truly one soul. Now all I had to do was plan our wedding and initiation procedures so she could become my official wife, along with being a Luna.As I flipped the pancake in the air, I couldn't help but recall that day when I realized that Aliyah was my mate. That was after Ashton took the unconscious Aliyah to the faraway territory of Jadeisles. Because I felt so bad about making Aliyah do what I wanted to do with her, I asked Ashton to take care of Aliyah for a while. I couldn't forgive myself for having become a monst
Alpha BraydenI nodded, realizing the possibility. "Because we're mates.""Yes," she said with a smile."Wow," I whispered, taking her hands in mine. The thought of Aliyah being able to counter my vulnerability as a Lycan was a comforting confirmation of the bond we shared as mates. But I couldn't help but wonder if she could do the same thing with Ashton. Part of me was wishing that my bond with her was more powerful than his.As we continued to explore the market, I could see Aliyah's eyes light up at every stall we passed. Her smile was infectious, and I found myself grinning from ear to ear as we walked hand in hand. Despite our happiness, I couldn't help but notice a flicker of doubt in her eyes. She seemed content with me, yet I knew she was contemplating how to balance being with her other mate while still honoring her commitment to me."Brayden," Aliyah said softly, interrupting my thoughts. "Thank you for everything. This day has been wonderful.""Anything for you, love," I r
AliyahI watched as Brayden pulled out his luggage from the guest room and threw his clothes into it disorderly. Just when I thought he was going to zip up his suitcase, he suddenly paused and started rummaging through my dresser, pulling out my clothes and tossing them into his luggage as well. I was taken aback by his actions and couldn't help but ask, "Brayden, what are you doing?""We need to get out of here as soon as possible. It's not safe for you to stay in this town any longer.""But why?"He froze, gazing at me as though he were contemplating how much to reveal. Carrying the huge baggage, he finally said, "Those bastard bears are after you. If you stay here longer, they'll find you, and God knows what they'll do.""T-the bears?" I struggled to comprehend his words. But goosebumps formed on my skin just at the mention of the bears. Of course, he wasn't referring to regular bears, but those bear shifters similar to what Ashton and I had encountered back in the wild. And then I
HeatherI cupped my mouth, and tears streamed down my eyes after reading the paternity test result Olga had given me."It's… It's 99.9% accurate," I managed to choke out. "So Dunstan is wrong. He doesn't own any of my kids. They are all fathered by Ivik." I smiled widely, but tears still continued to flow down my face. The truth finally lifted off my shoulders, removing the confusion and doubt that had plagued me for so long."I told you, girl. Everything's going to be alright," Olga said, patting my shoulder. And then we both gazed at the triplets, who were playing board games on the living room floor, their laughter filling the room. Toby also joined them, although they still didn't know that he was their uncle, despite the fact that he was just their age."So when are you telling them that Ivik is their real father?" Olga inquired.I exhaled heavily. "If not for Dunstan, maybe I had
That night, as Ivik and I were already in bed, we held each other tightly, finding peace in each other's presence. Ivik was brushing my cheek with his thumb; his touch was gentle and comforting. He was smiling, as though he had finally found the missing piece of his heart."Are you sure about giving a chance to Sierra?" Ivik asked."It's not about her, Ivik," I said, giving him a small smile. "It's about the kid. No matter how troublesome his mother is, the child is innocent and deserves a chance at a better life. We can't let our personal feelings get in the way of doing what's right for them. Plus, he's our kid's uncle. Don't you want to introduce him to them?"He nodded with a sigh. You're right. And I'm exhausted of hatred. There's no good in holding onto grudges and letting them consume us." Ivik shifted and laid closer to me, facing me. "I want our kids to grow up in a world where love and understanding prevail. But that doesn't mean I will not punish Sier
HeatherI sat on the grass for a while, running for my breath. Sweats kept on pouring down my face, evidence of the intense training I had just completed. The sun was beginning to set, but its warm glow still illuminated the horizon, creating a beautiful golden hue across the landscape of Crimson Groove.Ivik walked toward me, giving me a bottle of water as he sat down beside me. His own face was glistening with sweat, but he seemed unfazed by the strenuous training. "You did great out there. I can tell you've been working hard to improve your skills."I smiled gratefully, taking a sip of the refreshing water before responding, "Thanks, Ivik. Your training sessions have really pushed me to my limits, but it's all worth it to become a better fighter.""Being a fighter doesn't just require physical strength and skill, pumpkin," Ivik replied, tugging a small strand of my hair playfully. "It also requires mental fortitude and determination. You've been a figh
HeatherWhy was this happening to me? I didn’t do anything wrong. I didn't step on or hurt anyone. I achieved my dreams without causing harm to anyone. Yet, here I was, facing a situation that seemed completely unfair and undeserved.As Dunstan touched me in a way that I didn't like at all, I felt my heart race with fear and anger. I felt like my power was taken away from me. When will this be over? I'd prefer to pass away right now than allow Dunstan to completely violate me."Stop," I muttered. Goosebumps were forming on my skin as he kissed me on the neck."You used to admire my company, remember?" Dunstan whispered. "Why change your heart now?"I shut my eyes, trying to block out his words and the memories of a time when I felt safe and comfortable with him. But no matter how hard I tried, the fear and anger continued to consume me."I'm taking you now, love. I promise, you're going to love me forever."A loud
HeatherI woke up in bed, and when my eyes adjusted to the lights, I realized I was still in the same hotel room where I had been before. I could feel the effects of whatever Dunstan had injected me with. And though I was already conscious, my strength had been completely drained. My mind was foggy, and my body felt heavy, as if I had just run a marathon."Ingesting even a small amount of pure aconitine or the plant itself can be fatal, as it can paralyze respiratory or heart functions." Dunstan walked over to me, and I tried to press myself against the headboard, desperate to put as much distance between us as possible. "You see, my dear, I have complete control over you now. There's no escape." "You're lucky to be alive, though. But don't think for a second that I won't finish what I started.""So what will you do? Examine me in the laboratory like some sort of experiment. Or maybe you'll just dispose of me like a piec
HeatherI woke up in the middle of the night, and my body was still exhausted from how many times Dunstan had urged me to have s*x with him. Although it was consensual, it felt like I was making love with a stranger, leaving me feeling empty and disconnected.Tears escaped from my eyes as I went to the kitchen. My body was wrapped in a blanket, leaving the sleeping Dunstan exposed on the bed. As I made myself a cup of tea, my eyes caught sight of Dunstan's laptop on the table, some papers were scattered around it. So he still worked after our last encounter, which made me very tired.Curiosity got the better of me. I couldn't resist the urge to take a peek and see what he had been working on.I sat at the table, forgetting about the tea that I had just made. As I opened the laptop, a rush of guilt washed over me, but my curiosity was greater than my conscience. The screen displayed a document titled
Heather“What are you doing, Amanda?” Ivik pushed Amanda, and that was the moment he noticed me, shattering in the corner.“Heather…”“S-so this is what you call a show?” I squeaked, clutching my chest in disbelief. “And you are so dedicated to it that you continued to act even without an audience? Who the hell are you fooling, Ivik?”I glared at Amanda, but she only turned her back, clutching her head as she leaned against the wall. “What can you say to yourself, Ms. Miller?”“Heather, babe, you’ve got it all wrong!” Ivik strode to me and immediately cupped my face. His touch made me flinch, as though I had been burned. “I’m not fooling anyone, especially you. Look, we don’t have a relationship. This is a misunderstanding.”“You are right, Ivik. This is a misunderstanding, because I had misunderstood your actions towards me!&rd
Heather“Good evening, Mr. Fisher and Ms. Everest.”The receptionist and other hotel staff welcomed Dunstan and me in the function room of Hotel Grandeur. Dimmed lights and soft music playing in the background created an elegant atmosphere in the room. Everything my eyes could see exuded luxury and sophistication.“This way, please.” The receptionist led us to a table near the center of the room, where Dunstan pulled out a chair for me.Despite my perfect environment, I felt lost and out of place, consid
HeatherI had no idea how long I had been gazing at Dunstan. The truth was, I wasn’t sure if I heard him right, since my mind wasn’t in the mood to comprehend such things.“Are you alright, love?" Dunstan cupped my face as he frowned. And then he smiled.and directed us towards the bed, so we could sit on its edge. “Forgive me if I cannot wait until I return, but I cannot bear to leave you like that. I realized I wanted to stay by your side and make sure you're still here," Dunstan confessed. He gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear."Why would I not be okay, Dunstan? I asked, chuckling."You seemed lost in your thoughts and distant," he explained, concern evident in his voice. "I just want to make sure you're truly okay, my love." I looked up at him, still wondering what had gotten into his mind. He seemed different, almost desperate. I gathered t