Why are relationships so damn complicated sometimes? I wish things with me and Jake were just straight forward but Jake loves making my life so difficult. I was planning on calling Sophie Stephanie so we could go to the gym, I needed to release my stress.
I went into my former bedroom and grabbed my phone. I quickly dialed Sophie's number, it didn't take long for her to pick up.
"Hey girl!" she shouted making me hold the phone a bit further from my ear.
I giggled, "Hi Sophie, how you doin'!"
"Oh you know me I am always good as long as I have a romantic book with me my day will be perfect!" She said. Sophie Stephanie loved reading more than me and I used to consider myself the best reader.
I smiled, "You better put that book aside and join me in the gym."
"Oh, awesome! I was actually thinking about taking a walk or something. I will meet you there in ten minutes."
"Great I will just get ready now," I said smiling and glad that she didn't have anything better to do or else I would have been working out all by myself.
I took a quick warm shower and dived into my work out navy blue skin tights and a matching Nike sports bra. I wore my black trainers, pulled my long black hair up into a ponytail.
I was literally about to run out the door when I bumped into something hard and fell on my ass. I looked up slowly and frowned."Ouch! What in the world are you doing standing by the door Jake!"I said furiously.
He folded his arms but didn't even move an inch."Where are you running off to?"
"To the gym duh, am I not allowed to go where I want now?"I asked in a bored tone. I was so annoyed with him right now.
" Not when you are acting up like this...why are you being so extreme today?" he asked as I stood up from the floor.
I walked towards him and tried to push him away so I could get through but unfortunately, my effort was a failure the man was like a brick wall. I glared at him "Get out of my way before I make you!"
He laughed humorlessly "I would love to see you try .mate."
I smirked and breathed in deep. I didn't use my gift as frequently as my new mentor advised me to. I really didn't want to risk burning down the whole pack house but right now I was taking a chance. I felt the heat course through my whole entire body until I concentrated it all to my hands. I grabbed his arms and heard his skin burn. I watched him as he flinched and tried to get out of my hold but before he could struggle any further I threw his body to the opposite side of the room using my werewolf strength.
I smiled as I heard the crushing sound of his body."Don't even try to follow me to the gym, I won this fight fair and square. Jake I am stronger than you think, don't ever try to treat me any less than I actually am."I said the last words with confidence as I walked out closing the door behind me.
I arrived in the gym a few minutes late and found Sophie Stephanie doing push-ups. I smiled and walked towards her."I promise you it is not my fault I am this late."
She looked up at me but continued doing her push-ups "91,92,93,94,95,96,97,98,99,100!" She counted then stood up, "That is how late you are...Jake wouldn't let you leave his bed?" she asked winking her left eye.
I laughed sarcastically "If only that was the case, he wouldn't let me leave the house just because...long story cut short . Jake is keeping a few things from me and I am not happy about us having secrets between us after everything we went through."
Sophie wiped off some sweat from her face with a towel and sighed as if she already knew what I was talking about."That is Jake for you, he thinks he can handle everything by himself. He doesn't know how to accept help, comfort or love. It might take time for him to accept the fact he has another half now, a mate"
"Sounds like it's gonna take some really hard work and time," I whined warming up and doing a few stretches.
Sophie laughed, "I know but look at the bright side, you not tryna run away from your mate every five seconds like our sweetheart Cathy!"
I picked up some weights, "Oh my gosh are you serious! I still can't believe he wouldn't let her say goodbye to us though, men are savages" I said annoyed.
She rolled her eyes "I know right! I heard he literally threw her in his private jet and they flew North to his home. What a jerk, a hot jerk." She said with a smirk.
I totally agreed with her on that, "Oh yeah...most definitely. I will have to call her just to check up on her."
"Yes...anyways are you ready to get that cherry popped!" She squealed doing some squats and I joined her.
I blushed "Sophie! are we seriously having that conversation right now..."
She widened her eyes in shock and I scrunched up my eyebrows, why is she so shocked? She looked at me standing up straight "Girl you do know the full moon is tomorrow right? Don't tell me you didn't know..."
I felt like I was going to pass out, how did I even get the dates wrong or maybe I was just so caught up in everything that was happening I lost count. I sat on the floor and held my head in frustration "I am so fucked! Oh, why is everything getting so freaking hard for me."
Sophie sat beside me, "I know honey, I am so sorry. Hey look at the bright side you are going to have the best night of your life. Sex on a full moon is the next best thing in this world!"
I laughed and playfully slapped her arm, Sophie loved embarrassing me a lot."I don't know Sophie, I feel like it's too soon but I guess I will just have to enjoy the moment with my asshole mate."
JAKEAfter Prisca left I sat back down on my chair and released a heavy sigh I didn't even know I was holding in. She was so damn difficult sometimes.The hard truth is I was indeed still stressed out about everything that had happened. I didn't know how to deal with the truth, that I wasn't really who I thought I was. That the evil bastard was my brother and that I was a royal. All of this new information changed everything, it meant my whole life was about to make a big turn.I had my mate now even though she was damn stubborn and naive most of the time. She didn't fully understand the wild ways of our werewolf culture and life. It really shook me how she actually thought completing the mating ritual was an option she could get out of after I marked her. Maybe I would have to fuck some sense into her, I smirked at the idea. I shook my head and my thoughts went back to the 'change' my life was going to go through.I didn't want to face this big change, the only damn good thing that c
Prisca's POV"Jake!Put me down right now!"I screamed at him as he carried me upstairs over his broad shoulders.He slapped my ass hard and it burned,this only fueled my anger."Behave yourself and your punishment won't be as bad as I have planned."he said casually,like this whole scenario was a normal thing.I tried kicking him which earned me another hard slap on my ass,I growled in anger. Me and my wolf were both very pissed off at the moment,our mate was being a total jerk! "You are being very barbaric right now,what is your damn problem?"He opened the door to his place and entered before replying me "I am being barbaric because you have forced me to act this way. You constantly defy me,oh let's not forget how you used your tricky magic on me this morning and then you dare raise your voice at me in front of my pack!Oh dear mate you have been asking for it a lot today and you are going to get It"he said his voice filled with mirth.I swallowed hard,he was right I have been acting ou
PRISCA’S POVAfter taking a long, much-needed shower, Sophie and I decided to wind down by watching the final season of *Game of Thrones*. Khaleesi had taken a dark turn, becoming more ruthless, and it was starting to annoy me. "Maybe her dragons should just burn her and turn to Snow," I commented, tossing a handful of popcorn into my mouth.Sophie gasped, still glued to the screen. She was far more addicted to the show than I was. "Girl, don’t even start! Those are her babies. Like, why would they abandon her for that shorty?"I rolled my eyes, "Oh, please. Don’t even dare insult Snow. He’s the real king—hot, too!"Sophie laughed. "You know nothing, team Snow. Just watch—our Queen will burn down every wretched city!""I hope she fries herself in the process," I scoffed. I loved Khaleesi, but she was being a total bitch this season.Sophie groaned, throwing popcorn at the screen. "Bitch, shut up! Stop hating and let the Queen rule.""Fine, fine. Whatever you say, woman." I fidgeted in
Pain—that's all I could feel as my eyes fluttered open. I tried to untangle myself from Jake so I could go pee, but the man didn’t budge an inch. Instead, he just groaned and squeezed me tighter. If I were human, I would have been suffering from a few broken bones.I sighed and took this opportunity to breathe in his scent and memorize every feature on his face. He looked so peaceful asleep, his lips pouty, swollen, and a deep cherry red from all the kissing we did last night. I blushed at the thought of it.Lord have mercy, last night was unbelievable. How could I have done all that? Never in my entire life did I dream of doing the things I did. I stared at his long dark eyelashes—his were longer than mine—lucky jerk. He looked too adorable for his own good, with his dark wavy hair falling all over his face.He needed a haircut. His hair was growing too long. His large muscled arm was holding me like I was his personal teddy bear. I smiled at how cute he was. He had a black werewolf
Anabelle smiled at me kindly, but there was something sad about that smile. It’s like she knew something I didn’t know, but I ignored that thought. I was just being paranoid again. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Anabelle.”“It’s nice to finally put a face to all the great stories I’ve heard about you from Sophie here and a few pack members. Word travels fast. I’m sorry about your loss, though,” she said with a frown.I smiled at her—she seemed like a really nice person. “It’s okay, Anabelle. I’m just trying to leave the past behind and move on.”Anabelle nodded with a smile that reached her eyes, brushing her pale white, flawless manicured hand through her extremely long straightened red hair—it literally reached her ass. It was thick with volume, and her fringe suited her so well.She looked like a Vogue magazine model, with her slim body dressed in a bold red summer dress and green wedges. “You can call me Bella. I’m happy you’re moving on, and you smell just like Jake now,” she sa
I watched with wide eyes as he took her hand,he didn't even protest or look shocked as he pulled her close to his side. I didn't know what to do, it was as if I was glued on my spot,my jaw felt as if it was going to drop all the way down South.I just watched silently in shock as everything took place."I know this is a shock to everyone,"he said and I felt like rolling my eyes at the understatement "But part of the changes I had talked about include me being mated to a royal...a pure born lycan. It is rare for mixed species to mate and produce an heir and an heir is something I need plus the pack as well."he explained. I almost passed out at that moment,thank God Sophie held me up,I looked at her and she looked as if she was witnessing the biggest joke of all times."The fuck is wrong with him!I cannot believe this is happening right now.Did he hit his head on a wall or something and lose his fucking mind?"she said in shock but I couldn't reply her. I was speechless,I cannot believe m
Fifteen minutes later I was walking out of his office in his large shirt which covered me like a huge knee length dress.I was walking back to the pack house in shame,he didn't even stop me after we had both released. This sex was filled with anger and frustration,I looked at my bloody fingers and sighed. Maybe I shouldn't have ripped his back skin open.After we were done with each other he looked as if he was in pain,I had just grabbed his shirt which he didn't protest against since he was the one who ripped my cloths to shreds.He just stared at me still clouded with lust as I walked out. Alpha's had major problems controlling their sexual appetite and he had just proved it. It took him so much self control to let me walk out but he eventually did after I threatened to burn down his office.I had made up my mind though,I was leaving and he could have Bella all to himself. Jake was just too much for me to handle,too possessive,dominant,short tempered ,wild,bi-polar and just insane. I
London,I was finally here and it was amazing. I have never felt so free and satisfied. A whole year had passed with so much drama and fights but finally I had gained the courage to move away from it all.I was gazing at the large office buildings and malls while the taxi driver drove me to my new apartment. My mother had it all planned out before I could even protest,my plan was to not involve anyone in my quest for a new beginning but my mother rebuked me from excluding her in my life. She won the argument by bringing up how lonely she was especially after losing my dad.I breathed in deep "you can do this Prisca,you can do this."I reassured myself. We arrived at my apartment complex,it was really nice, nothing fancy just simple and neat. I entered the brown building and the owner of the property showed me to my apartment. Her name was Mrs Rosa Lewis Adelaide. A short red headed middle aged woman,she wasn't bad at all just a little bit talkative and she was also Spanish."So just make
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
The morning started like any other, though I had spent most of it dodging Tammy. Somehow, that girl could find you no matter where you hid, and she always had a reason to make you want to slam your head into a wall. Today, she was sporting yet another dress that looked more like lingerie, with her chest nearly spilling out and her skirt barely brushing her thighs. She pranced around the packhouse like she was in a beauty pageant, but really, she was just a walking disaster waiting to happen. I managed to stay clear of her for most of the day until, unfortunately, the universe decided to punish me. I was on my way to the kitchen when Jake came in from training, shirtless, his body slick with sweat, muscles flexing with every movement. My traitorous eyes raked over him, noting the way his abs looked like they were carved from stone and his arms bulged as he wiped his face with a towel. Focus, Ayla, I told myself, swallowing hard. But before I could pretend I hadn’t noticed him,
Dinner that evening was a battle of patience—a battle I was clearly losing. The packhouse dining room was bustling, filled with chatter and the clinking of plates and utensils. Jake sat at the head of the table, his usual unreadable expression fixed firmly in place. I sat a few seats away, trying to focus on my plate and ignore the trainwreck that was Tammy. Tammy, however, had other plans. “Jake, could you pass me the salt?” she asked sweetly, leaning forward just enough to emphasize her chest. Her voice was coated in syrup, and the way she said his name made my teeth ache. Jake didn’t even look up. He grabbed the salt and handed it to her without a word, his attention still on his plate. “Thank you, Alpha,” she purred, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. Fatima, sitting across from me, kicked my shin under the table. When I glanced at her, she gave me a look that said, Do you see this nonsense? I barely resisted rolling my eyes. Tammy wasn’t just trying to f
If I thought Tammy’s first day in the packhouse was unbearable, I was woefully unprepared for day two. She made her presence known as soon as the sun rose, barking orders at anyone who crossed her path. I sat in the kitchen with Sophie, trying to drink my tea in peace, when Tammy’s grating voice echoed through the halls. “Where is my breakfast? Do I have to starve in this house?” Fatima, standing by the counter, groaned audibly. “I swear if she calls me one more time, I’ll—” “Calm down,” Sophie muttered, rubbing her temples. “Let’s just get through this without any bloodshed.” The door burst open, and Tammy strolled in like she owned the place. Her hair was perfectly curled, and she wore a bright pink dress that screamed *look at me*. She stopped in the middle of the kitchen, putting her hands on her hips. “Oh, good, you’re all here. Maybe now I can finally get some service around here.” Fatima’s grip on the counter tightened, and Sophie leaned over to whisper, “I’ll hol