"Give me your hand,I am going to cut your palm just a little bit for some blood.The spell is going to need your blood for it to work." Selena said with a blank face. I nodded my head and gave her my hand. Tim gave me a wink as he smiled at me nodding his head, it made me feel better but I was still a little bit scared. This was my very first spell and it required me getting hurt just for me to find my jerk of a mate.I felt a sharp sting as Selena cut my right palm with a sharp golden blade,she squeezed my palm in a silver goblet and I watched painfully as my blood poured into the goblet slowly.After she felt like it was enough she handed me a white clean cloth to cover my palm that was already healing due to my fast healing abilities.Tim handed her a map as Shawn lit three candles,a white candle,a purple candle and a green candle."The map is going to help your mate to find you,it will direct him and the candles are for protection. Whenever you make a spell you must make sure you are
JAKEI couldn't stop pacing and for one reason. I have never felt so useless before in my whole entire life. I felt as if all of this was for nothing,the pack ,the power -everything.It felt so painful losing the mother of my unborn child because it meant I didn't have them both close to me.I quickly grabbed my phone and dialed my betas number. Yes, I could just mind link him but that wasn't necessary. "Alpha" Chris respondedI breathed out trying to be calm "Have you gotten any leads yet?""No not yet,we are still searching" Chris said and my heart dropped because that is definitely not the answer I wanted to hear.My hands were shaking as I tightened the grip on my phone "By now something bad could have already happened,search faster! Turn everything upside down I don't care!""Yes Alpha" Chris replied calmly. I knew he probably wanted to tell his friend to calm down that everything was okay but he knew me better than that. I didn't want to hear all those words because I knew reali
"You are never leaving my side ever again...not even for a second" he said sniffing my neck for the longest minute. It felt so good I just wanted to drown in that moment forever. His warmth,his touch it just felt so perfect. Yes, I had missed him so much it was disgusting-in a good way.I nodded my head,he could do any shit at this moment and I would just agree. I hugged him closer and an involuntary moan escaped from my mouth. I guess he loved that because he immediately carried me off the floor and I yelped. I knew what was coming next the moment his lips met mine and the moment my back met the soft touch of the mattress but I didn't mind. I needed this and I didn't care anymore - I just needed my mate at the moment.I groaned as I felt the sunlight fighting a war with my eyelids ,I could feel the light sipping in through my eyelids and it hurt so I faced the other direction and I hid my face on his chest. He smelt lovely but I knew not to get too comfortable after all this was ...J
I was going to have twins! Twins, my heart was beating so fast I fell like throwing up. How was this even possible, this was a lot to take in. I looked at the doctor again and breathed in deeply "But when I had my last check up the doctor never said anything about having twins"She smiled at me "Sometimes these things are really hard to tell and the twin can take a bit of time to show. Yours just took a bit of time to show but you are definitely carrying two bundles of joy"Fatima suddenly squealed "Oh my Gosh! This is just amazing, two little babies running around I can already see it happening!"I smiled at her "Calm down I don't want the whole world to know I am having twins its already risky as it is honestly""Yes Luna you are absolutely right about that. I would suggest you keep this to yourself for now" the doctor said as she helped me get up on my feet again."Yeah ,so you are not going to tell Jake about this as well?" Fatima asked I frowned, he deserved to know about somet
"Prisca, are you really sure about this...maybe we should call or let your mate know first" Fatima said holding my hands softly .I knew she was extra worried about me and the twins especially now that I was carrying double babies. However their safety depended on us figuring out who these threats where in order to get rid of them, I had to be strong, I had to do this.I squeezed her hand softly "I can do this, trust me""she can draw on my energy, she will be fine." Shawn said kneeling in front of me.We both looked at him in surprise. Selena smiled at him "Are you sure you can handle this?" she asked him a bit concerned.He smiled "I can handle it besides she needs all the energy she can get right now.""Okay then, are you both ready?" she asked moving her chair in front of us so she could sit closer."I am ready," I said nodding my headShawn nodded his head too meaning that he was ready as well, Selena looked at us both "take her hand" she said talking to Shawn.I let Shawn take my
I blinked once, twice, thrice as my wide eyes tried concentrating on Fatima who looked as if she was freaking out big time. Selena held my hand "what just happened? What did you see?" she asked curiously. I shook my head, I had so much fear within me. "I need to go to him right now!" I said standing up but my legs were a bit wobbly. I looked down at Shawn "He is alive... Please take care of him" I knew he was alive because I could feel his heart beat. Selena sighed "Your mate, what happened in there. Talk to me so maybe I can help you. Look at you... Priscilla you cannot just go there into danger in your state" "she is right Priscilla, these babies are growing each and every second. You can feel that, at this point you cannot just jump into the face of danger" Fatima said with a frown on her face. I had to go to Jake, he was around very bad energy and I didn't feel good about it at all. Someone had betrayed him and that someone was very close to him. I had to know who it was, my
The medical room was a blur of activity, a sharp contrast to the deafening silence that had filled Jake’s office moments before. I clutched my belly, sweat pouring down my face as another sharp wave of pain shot through me. It felt as if something was clawing from the inside, desperate to get out. “Jake, I can’t... I can’t hold on any longer,” I panted, my voice a broken whisper. He was by my side in an instant, his face pale and eyes wide with fear he could no longer hide.“You can do this, Prisca. I’m right here,” he said, squeezing my hand. But I could feel his anxiety—it pulsed through our bond, just as strong as the pain that wracked my body. Selena stepped forward, her brow furrowed as she murmured a quick incantation. The air around us shimmered as a protective barrier enveloped the room. “This will hold off Jena’s interference, but I don’t know for how long,” she said, shooting a glance at Fatima. “We need to focus.”The doctor, a stern-looking older man, knelt between my le
Chaos reigned in the medical room. Priscilla clutched her belly, the twins’ cries echoing through her mind even though they were too young to make a sound. She could feel the curse growing stronger, like a dark force trying to tear her babies from her body.Jake held her close, his face a mask of both rage and fear. “We need to get them help now,” he growled, his eyes blazing with a mix of desperation and determination. “Evelyn is our only shot. Selena, can you find her?”Selena nodded, already pulling her cloak around her shoulders. “I’ll bring her here, but it won’t be easy. She’s not one to be summoned.” She glanced at Fatima, who was trying to soothe the twins with a weak healing spell, her face pale with exhaustion.“Just go, Selena,” Priscilla said through gritted teeth. “Before it’s too late.”Selena disappeared into a flash of light, leaving the room tense and filled with uncertainty. Fatima looked up, her hands trembling as she held them over the babies. “This curse is spread
**Chapter: Tammy’s Web of Lies** *Tammy’s Perspective* The moment Ayla caught me in that heated argument with my father, I knew she’d be a thorn in my side. She had this annoying habit of acting like some self-righteous savior, trying to fix things she didn’t understand. How could she possibly help me? She didn’t know what my life had been like, what I’d endured, or what I still had to endure to survive. I didn’t need her pity. And I certainly didn’t need her poking around where she didn’t belong. The next morning, I woke up determined to avoid her at all costs. Ayla had this relentless energy about her—like a dog with a bone. She just wouldn’t let things go. I could already feel her judging eyes on me, her pity oozing from every glance. As I stepped out of my room, there she was, hovering in the kitchen. Of course, she had made breakfast. Pancakes, eggs, bacon—the whole shebang. “Good morning, Tammy,” she said brightly, her voice dripping with fake sweetness. “I thought y
The peacefulness of the past couple of days felt like a distant memory when Tammy and her father returned. From the moment they stepped through the door, the air in the packhouse shifted. Tammy, who usually made an entrance with her over-the-top outfits and obnoxious attitude, seemed subdued. Her shoulders were hunched, her eyes downcast, and she barely said a word to anyone. At first, I thought I was imagining it. After all, it wasn’t like Tammy to be quiet. But as the day wore on, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Late in the afternoon, I walked past one of the side hallways and heard raised voices. “You’re useless!” Joseph’s deep, menacing tone cut through the air. “Do you think this is a joke? You’re failing, Tammy. Again.” I froze, my heart pounding. His voice was so harsh it made my stomach churn. “I-I’m trying,” Tammy stammered, her voice shaking. “I’ll do better, I swear.” “Trying?” Joseph sneered. “Trying isn’t good enough. Do you know how much
For the first time in what felt like forever, the house was quiet. Tammy and her father had left early in the morning to deal with some family issue, and the atmosphere had shifted dramatically. The usual tension that clung to the walls like a fog had dissipated, leaving behind a rare sense of peace. I stood in the kitchen, sipping my tea and enjoying the stillness. The twins were playing in the other room, their laughter echoing softly down the hall. It felt like a normal day, something I hadn’t experienced in ages. Jake walked in, shirtless and freshly showered, his dark hair still damp and tousled. I nearly choked on my tea. “Morning,” he said gruffly, heading straight for the fridge. “Good morning,” I replied, my voice a little higher than I intended. He grabbed a bottle of water and leaned against the counter, his piercing gaze settling on me. “What’s with the look?” “What look?” I asked, quickly averting my eyes. Jake smirked, taking a sip of his water. “You’re sta
The morning started quietly, almost too quietly. The twins were playing in their room, and I had some rare time to myself. I stood in the kitchen, sipping on tea while I planned the day ahead. The warmth of the tea and the soft morning light through the window made me feel at ease, a feeling I hadn’t had in a long time. Jake had left for his early training, and I knew the twins would be bouncing off the walls soon. They had energy to burn, and Jake suggested we spend the day outdoors—a play day, as he called it. I wasn’t sure what a "play day" entailed, but I was eager to see the twins happy and carefree. A soft giggle floated down the hall, followed by Logan’s unmistakable attempt at a word that sounded like “doggy.” It was his new obsession. I made my way to their room, leaning on the doorframe as I watched Lily try to climb onto Logan’s bed. She wasn’t very successful, but Logan’s laughter filled the room, encouraging her to keep trying. “Lily, careful,” I said softly. Sh
AYLA’S POVThe day started like any other, a routine that I was slowly getting used to despite the chaos Tammy brought into our lives. Breakfast had been quiet, surprisingly so, with Tammy nowhere in sight. It was almost peaceful, with Sophie cracking jokes and Fatima teasing Jake about his brooding expression. Even the twins were in good spirits, giggling and smearing jam all over their faces. By the time lunch rolled around, the quiet had lulled me into a false sense of security. Tammy, however, made her grand reappearance, striding into the dining room like she owned the place. But something was off. "Good afternoon," she said, her voice unusually soft. Her gaze swept across the room, lingering on each of us as she offered a small smile. Fatima blinked. Sophie froze mid-sip of her drink. I just stared, waiting for the punchline. "Tammy," Jake said evenly, setting his glass down. "You’re late." "I know," Tammy said, her tone surprisingly humble. "And I wanted to apologiz
TÀMMY'S POVThe morning sun streamed through the dining room windows, bathing the room in a golden glow. The smell of fresh coffee and buttered toast filled the air, but I barely tasted the food on my plate. My appetite had disappeared the moment I woke up, replaced by the lingering sting of last night’s humiliation. Jake. That arrogant, stubborn man had dismissed me in front of the entire pack. And Ayla—oh, that omega witch—she had stood there looking smug, basking in the Alpha’s undeserved loyalty. I stabbed my fork into a piece of fruit with more force than necessary, ignoring the curious glances from a few workers clearing the table. Let them look. Let them whisper. Soon, they’d see me as their Luna, and their pathetic opinions wouldn’t matter anymore. “Miss Tammy, would you like more juice?” one of the servants asked timidly. “No,” I snapped, pushing my chair back with a loud scrape. The girl flinched, and I felt a flicker of satisfaction. At least someone still knew how
It was one of those days where I couldn’t seem to catch a break. Tammy had been hovering around Jake like a bad smell since breakfast, which wasn’t unusual, but today she seemed especially determined to cause trouble. I could feel it in the way her fake smile lingered a little too long and how her sugary tone had an underlying sharpness. Still, I tried to ignore her. If I let her get to me, she’d win, and I refused to give her that satisfaction. By mid-afternoon, I found myself in the library, organizing books that I didn’t even read just to keep my hands busy and my mind clear. It was peaceful, a rare sanctuary away from Tammy and her relentless drama. That peace was shattered when Sophie burst into the room, her face pale. “Ayla, you need to come to the main hall. Now.” I frowned, closing the book in my hands. “What’s going on?” “It’s Tammy,” Sophie said, her voice tight. “She’s—ugh, just come. You need to see this.” My stomach dropped. Tammy and her antics were never
It started with Fatima barging into my room like she owned the place, which wasn’t unusual. What was unusual was the manic look on her face. “She’s doing it again,” she announced, hands on her hips. I blinked at her, groggy from the nap I’d been enjoying. “Doing what?” “Being Tammy,” Fatima said, like that explained everything. It kind of did. “Ugh.” I rubbed my face and sat up. “What now?” Fatima pointed dramatically toward the hallway. “She’s in the kitchen. Again. She’s trying to tell Sophie how to ‘properly’ bake cookies. And—oh, you’re going to love this—she called her ‘sweetheart.’” I groaned. “Oh no.” “Oh yes,” Fatima replied, grinning now. “It’s about to go down.” Sophie was a saint, but there were limits to her patience. And Tammy? Tammy didn’t just push those limits—she drop-kicked them into oblivion. I sighed, dragging myself out of bed. “Let’s go before Sophie strangles her and we have to hide the body.” Fatima and I made our way to the kitchen, where
The day started off relatively quiet, which in this packhouse was almost suspicious. Tammy was nowhere to be seen for most of the morning, and for the first time in days, I felt like I could breathe without wanting to punch someone. The twins were playing happily in the garden, Sophie was organizing something in the kitchen, and I was curled up on the couch with a book, savoring the peace. Of course, it couldn’t last. By mid-afternoon, Tammy made her grand appearance. She had changed outfits—again—into something that could barely be classified as clothing. A tight red dress clung to her like a second skin, the neckline plunging so low it was practically indecent. She sauntered into the room as if she owned the place, her eyes scanning for Jake. When she didn’t find him, she pouted dramatically and turned her attention to me. “Where’s the Alpha?” she asked, her voice sugary sweet, though the venom underneath was impossible to miss. I didn’t look up from my book. “Busy.” Tam