Trigger Warning
This book contains numerous controversial subjects that may trigger or upset some readers including detailed scenes of death, violence, sexual content, kidnapping, sexual abuse, war, mentions of abortion, possible miscarriage, cheating, and LGBTQ+ relationships. Viewer discretion advised! *** Frey I've heard of she-wolves that were left to fend for themselves after discovering that they were pregnant. I tied my jet black hair and pulled a leather jacket on my shoulder. Tonight was the day I'd spill the good news. Would it be good news for him? I mean, he's taking over as pack alpha and I'm certain that I wouldn't be his mate. He would probably toss me aside after professing his undying love. I marched out of my house, took a long walk, and appeared on the sidewalk where I'd parked my black cabriolet this morning. I got in, ignited the engine and was driving away to the club where wolf bloods gathered every Saturday night for a drink. It was just a few kilometers away from the pack dwellings and in no time; I had arrived. Squeezing the vehicle into the tiny space in the parking lot, I slammed the door after I alighted and marched toward the entrance. The premises were booming with music and several wolf bloods stalked by the sidewalk, their scent rough and of alcohol entwining with pure air. I exhaled deeply as my hands extended to the handle. I stepped into the club and met the harmonious glow of purple, blue and red lights and the booming of music from the speaker on the stage. Scattered across the apartment were men and women moving their bodies in rhythm with the music. I moved past the servers and round tables that were scattered across the pub, aiming for the group of men that sat at the edge of the bar. Was I brave enough to do this? Would he exile me from the pack once he discovers the truth? These two questions went back and forth in my head until I arrived at his table. I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. He sat with the inner circle of the Night Shade Pack. The Beta, Gamma, and Delta blood. When he saw me, he put down his bottle and stood from the chair. The others didn't see me. I breathed a sigh of relief as I dragged him out of the club. Not that I was pulling him by the hand, he just followed me. As we stepped on the sidewalk, he breathed out my name. “Frey? Are you okay?” His voice was soothing. This was what I expected. He could see right through the distressed expression on my face, which I'd tried to conceal, but failed miserably. “I need to talk to you.” “Sure.” Logan said and tried to entwine his hands with me, but I pulled away. We were out in the open and some wolf bloods were lingering by the curb. The look of surprise on his face didn't cease as we strode to the other side of the building. Our relationship had been a secret for a while and only his Beta, my family, and some of my friends knew about us. It needed to be a secret because I didn't want any of the wolf bloods gossiping about having a relationship with the Alpha, even when I knew I didn't stand a chance at being his mate, even when I'm wolf-less. The quarter moonlight sprayed through the skies, illuminating the Night Shade Pack territory. I strode down the pathway with him, side by side, and as we came to a halt, I leaned on the brick wall while he stood opposite me. Sadness encroached on me and I bowed my head. He stepped closer, lifting my face so I could view him fully. Tears slipped from my eyes and his face softened with concern. “Frey, talk to me.” He requested gently, and I released a trembling sigh. “I'm pregnant.” I said and looked at him. There. Those were the words that I'd held to myself for the past two weeks. His face darkened and my heart dropped; this was the part of my story where I'd be the punching bag, where he'd send me away, not because he didn't love me, but because I'm wolf-less. Like my mother used to say, “without your wolf, you're nothing but a complete disgrace to the werewolf community.” Her words were a reminder that Logan Kade wouldn't love me enough. He smiled and pulled me into an abrupt embrace, erasing every trace of gloom on my face. “Hey, hey. It's ok. I wouldn't let anything happen to our pup. We are going to have our baby together and you'll rule by my side as queen.” His voice was reassuring. It was everything I needed. Logan Kade, a brown skinned man with wolf tattoos skillfully pictured on his skin, his jaw shaved and his hair cut. He wrapped his enormous arms around me and I smiled. “We both know that it's not possible. The Wolf Moon is in three days and you'll become pack Alpha. You'll find your fated mate from the royal bloodline. I'm not of royal bloodline and I don't even have a wolf yet!” I couldn't hide from the truth. I had to let the cat out of the bag. “It doesn't matter.” He tried to convince me otherwise, but I would be crazy if I believed him. Night Shade Pack was strict with his rules. Yes, some rules are flexible and wolf bloods can break them once in a while, but the rule of an Alpha mating a wolf-less Luna was unacceptable in the wolf world. “It does, Logan. The Council wouldn't allow you to mate with me.” “You're mine, Frey. Mine.” He growled with predatory intent. “Logan?” My voice trembled with dread as I leveled my gaze at him. I wasn't afraid of having a baby. I knew what I wanted. But was I strong enough to go for what I truly desired? “I don't want to lose you.” Was all I could muster. “You won't.” He said. The crimson in his eyes flashing sent a shiver through my spine. He put his hands out and I took it, and we walked down the motorbike that was by the curb. “I came with my car.” “Don't worry, my Beta will drive it home.” Logan got on the motorbike; I mounted behind him, pulling the helmet over my head and holding him by his waist. He ignited the engine and drove down the tarred path that led straight to the pack house. We arrived at the pack settlement and he parked his motorcycle by the fountain. In front of me was the pack's manor, which was surrounded by a wild cluster of polyalthia, rosewood, and beech trees. I pulled off my helmet when I dismounted and he smiled at me and laid a kiss on my cheek. “Logan?” I called. “Yeah, little mate.” “I want you to promise me that no matter what happens from now on, you'll always stand with me.” If I would go for what I wanted, I needed reassurance that he wouldn't leave me high and dry. “I promise.” He nodded, passion behind his eyes as he leaned in for a kiss. I smiled and our lips collided in a frantic exploration of pleasure, and a thrill of emotion coursed through our bodies. He wrapped his hands around me, lifted me from the floor, and I squealed with a sudden outburst of giggle. We marched to the entrance of the manor. Once we arrived in his room, he set me down on the bed, which was covered with white sheets. I chuckled and pulled him in, locking our lips together. He pulled away and looked into my eyes with desire, then he lay next to me and tugged me closer, running his fingers through my black hair. This wasn't my first time in the manor, but it was my first time in his room. In the past, he'd always opted for us to visit, but I declined with good intentions. “We are going to raise our pup together,” he said, and I nodded. There was a brief silence and at that moment, all I saw was absolute sincerity in his eyes. I had faith in him. My heart desperately desired him. To make him mine. “We should take a shower.” “Yeah. Definitely. You reek of alcohol.” I blurted, and we both chuckled. He got out of bed and took me into the entrance that led into the bathroom. We stripped and stepped into the bathtub. I sat, and he moved behind me, wrapping his hands around my body. The warm shower trickled down on our skin and we just sat there, consumed by the beautiful moment. After some time, we took turns washing each other and when we finished; we stepped off the shower and dried off with towels. There was no need to argue with Logan. I was staying the night in his home and that was final. ~ I think I'd slept for three hours when I heard the warning bell pounding through the territory. Hounds! Logan shot to a sitting position; the sleep in his eyes vanished with a flash of his crimson wolf flecks, and he rustled out of bed. “I need you to stay here. No matter what happens, stay here.” He reiterated and grabbed a crossbow from his closet. The slamming of the door hinges resonated through my soul, and I heard his retreating footsteps as he ran down the stairs. I can't leave him there alone. He might lose his life if any of the hounds attacked him. Turning this over in my head, I got out of bed and slipped into my shoes, exiting the room with a dagger I'd found in his compartment of weapons. I moved down the dimly lit hallway and ran into the Beta of the pack, Tyler. He had a crossbow and an arrow skillfully set and ready to fire. Tyler's dark hair accentuated his green eyes and lean-muscled body type. “Frey?” “I had things going on with Logan.” I muttered in clarification, and he nodded. I couldn't explain this wave of fire in me I'd never experienced before. I didn't know if it was the fierce desire to ensure the safety of the father of my unborn child, but I was glad it was there. Erupting through the door with Tyler, we made for the ragged gray wolves we saw by the fountain. They were dead wolves lying by the stairs, and Logan didn't show them mercy. He was a ferocious fighter, and protecting his pack was one of his priorities. Tyler's arrow pierced through one wolf's jugular and my flying dagger drove into the other's belly. “Stay with me, Frey. Trust me, Logan would have my head if anything happened to you.” The deceased wolves shifted into their human forms and lay dead. I heard the mournful howls of the bitten and injured wolf bloods, echoing off from the source which was the settlement where the rest of the pack members lived. Tyler was taking down as many wolves as he could, but he was running out of arrows. I saw Logan ahead of me in wolf form. The enemies’ blood coated his jaw and fur, and our eyes met for a second. He snarled at me and I released a guilty sigh, keeping my head in the game. I took another swing to the incoming wolf, and it whimpered as its blood sprayed on the stones that covered the earth. I saw the children hiding by the forest line. They must be the young wolves whose parents worked late at the pack house, and hounds intercepted them on their way home. I raced to them at human speed. My legs carried me as fast as it could. I was just in time to defend them from the blood-eyed wolf creature that was prepared to maul them to death. There were three of them between ages ten to four and they were in shock. “Sh. It's going to be ok. I promise.” I told them and carried the youngest on my side, taking the other two in my hands. We made for the pack houses’ entrance, but we weren't lucky. Two hounds surrounded us, fangs bared, blood-eyed, and ready to attack and conquer. I clenched the kids closer, and a sweat broke from my scalp. The surrounding sounds faded and for a moment, I could only hear the trembling of my beating heart. I couldn't catch my breath. Why couldn't I catch my breath? No. I wouldn't die like this. I wouldn't let anyone hurt these kids. The wolves were skulking closer to us with a savage smirk on their lips. Fuck, I swore. I could feel something within me. I thought it was my wolf, but I didn't hear her speak. It was something else. Some kind of power, but I wasn't sure. Maybe it was my wolf. I don't know how it felt to bond with a wolf. Maybe this is it. Maybe I'll have my first shift in three days. I reached for my holster, but I couldn't find a dagger. The first wolf lunged, swiping its claws at me, but before it could land its deadly hit, a wolf with black fur leapt from behind us. It was Logan. He gnawed at the two wolves and tore them apart. “Take the kids inside now.” He roared at me. I hauled the kids into the house and slammed the door behind us. I couldn't imagine the terror that these kids had witnessed. How long it would stay burned into their brains. They discovered Night Shade territory was no longer safe for wolf bloods. “Sh. It's ok. We're safe.” I headed into Logan’s room. I wasn't sure if that was the word they needed to hear right now, but I had to try. “Are we going to be fine?” The youngest asked me. “Where's our mother?” “That wolf took her.” The eldest said with a trembling voice. I saw her shivering. I had to stay strong for these kids because hounds had torn their lives apart. “Hey. It's going to be ok. The Alpha will send out scouts to look for your mother. I promise they'll find her,” I reassured them more than myself. “Now go to bed and try to sleep. I'll be outside and make sure nothing happens to you.” I rose to my feet to leave the room, but the youngest's voice called me back. “Can you stay with us? Please?” “Yes. Sure.” I nodded and moved onto the bed, wrapping my hands around them. They say joy comes in the morning, but tomorrow would be a day of grief and mourning. It was inevitable.Hello, my gentle readers! I hope this message finds you well. Thank you for joining me on this wild adventure as I write Night of the Wolves Series. 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Logan Hounds never attack in groups. The sound of the warning bell reverberated through the territory, and I shot into a sitting position. Cautioning Frey about the hound attack, I moved to my weapon compartment and pulled out a crossbow and a quiver of arrows. This was the perfect time to put the skills I learned from pack training to good use. I emerged through the entrance of the pack house and met three ragged wolves approaching. I shot the first wolf. The second and third plummeted toward me. My fur tore through my body and I leapt toward them, shifting into a large black furred wolf. We stumbled down the stairs, and I landed a heavy blow at the other wolf's jugular. I dragged him away as his blood splashed on my fur and coated the earth. At the sound of my snarl, the other wolf escaped with a broken leg. Fucking Hounds! Their bites were fatal. Hounds weren't only attacking the pack house. I heard the screams of the men, women, and children trying to defend themselves. I
Frey Earlier today things didn't go exactly as I planned at the pack house, so I had to return home to make breakfast for the kids. After I ensured I had fed and clothed the children, I grabbed a few of my things and put them in Logan’s room before I headed off to the hospital. I had to visit my father at the healer's enclave. He wasn't so lucky during the battle. I appeared in front of the hospital, which had wonderful lighting, and I marched into the hallway, heading for the nurse's station. “Hello.” I waved at the nurse behind the counter. She was dark-skinned with chocolate dreadlocks and had a clipboard clutched to her palm. “Frey, your father has been expecting you.” She set down the clipboard and moved out of the counter with a grin. We took a long walk down the hallway and appeared at the door where the nurse had admitted my father. “Thank you.” I replied with a grateful expression. “Anytime, Frey.” She said and returned to her duty post. I stepped into my father's
Logan Frey would get her wolf. It elated me, but I didn't want her to be disappointed or distressed about this. I knew what it meant in the wolf world if you didn't have a wolf at twenty-two — you remain wolf-less for the rest of your life. Frey was afraid of this. I knew even though she hadn't voiced it out. I didn't care if she had a wolf or not. She'd always remain special to me. She'll always be my mate. My gaze met the moonlight that was rising to its zenith in the skies. It was spectacular. My grandfather used to tell me stories about the moon goddess. He said that we descended from her and her god-like blood flowed through our veins. I smiled. I had terrible memories of my grandfather; he was a cruel and inconsiderate leader, but somehow I still held on to the good ones. The cars took a turn, and we drove for a mile before we inched closer to our destination. I heard that an unknown enemy was picking witches off one by one and they were always on the run. Witches exuded gr
Frey I wrapped my hands around his cock and ran my tongue under his shaft. There was a half moon tattoo at the base of his dick. I took him into my mouth, tasting his sinfully delicious member. I teased his gland with my tongue and sucked and stroked his length. He thrusted into me slowly and moaned as I tickled his balls with my hands. I looked up at him with a smile, beholding his gaze, which held nothing but absolute ecstasy and sexual fire in them. Taking him back into me, I bobbed and gagged on his length. “I'm almost there.” He shuddered and gripped my hair, thrusting into my mouth harder and faster. I gagged over and over and his eyes lit up in delight. From the looks of it, I knew he enjoyed watching me gag on his dick. With a groan that ripped through the cold air in the bathroom, he pulled out with a shudder and eased himself onto my chest. “Good girl.” He said as he slid down the floor, stabilizing his heavy breathing. I curled up next to him and turned on the shower tha
Logan I was up as early as six o'clock. I went through the usual morning routine: a run around the pack territory with the patrol, then I returned to the pack house. Marching toward the kitchen, I stumbled into Tyler, who was coming from the common room. He was looking agitated, and I knew he needed to get something off his chest. “What is it?” I asked. “I wanted to talk to you about Jax. Do you think he could move in? There's a vacant apartment next to my room, and I think it's better if he's staying closer to his cousins.” “Yeah. Sure. Make sure he does before the end of the day,” I told him without thinking twice. I knew what Jax meant to Tyler, and I would give anything to make sure they had their happy ending. I was about to enter the kitchen when I halted and called for his attention. “How's your dad feeling about all this?” “My dad's opinion about my life would never change. I think it's time I put myself first.” He sighed. “Good. I'm happy for you, brother.” I smiled a
Tyler We had returned from the pack run and I shifted into my wolf when I picked up my mate’s scent. He was close by and I couldn't wait to claim him. I followed the scent and found Jax standing under the moonlight, looking ethereal. My mate. There was no doubt. My gaze met my father, who shook his head with a threatening gaze. Here we go again! “Reject him or cease to be my son.” He barked through the mind link. I knew that this day would come. The day I'd have to choose between my family and mate. The bond that pulled Jax and me together was fierce. I couldn't say the words. I couldn't bring myself to take his arms and take him away for the special night I'd prepared either. Why couldn't I move to him? I glanced at my father with a pleading look, but he maintained his command, threatening me with his cold blue eyes. Jax saw this, and he nodded as he released a disappointed exhale. I didn't say a word to Jax or let him into the mind link. Turning away from him, I waddled down th
Trigger Warning — This chapter contains a detailed sex scene from Frey’s point of view. Viewer discretion advised. Frey “On your knees, little mate,” he said with predatory intent. “I want to see what magic you can perform for me tonight.” I submitted to him and grasped his engorged member, twirling my tongue around it. He let out a gasp, a growl as his eyes glinted in the dimly lit room. I ran my tongue down the base of his dick, tickling his balls with my fingers. He was at the edge of the bed and almost lost his balance when I took him into my mouth, inhaling his captivating fragrance. I sucked and stroked him in a to and fro motion, feeling him vibrate under my restorative delight. His dick was the perfect size. I took him deep into my mouth and gagged, eyes lighting up in stimulating rapture. His eyes met mine, and he fisted my hair, slamming his cock into me, forcing me to gag over and over. Realizing the glint of ecstasy in his eyes, I knew he loved the sound of me restraining
Tyler I heard pounding at the door, and I rustled out of bed, meeting the shades of the sunlight that poured into my room through the half-opened curtains. The alarm clock on my nightstand goes off by four thirty every morning. Was there another attack? Was it my father? Logan gave me a heads up that I'd be leaving the pack territory with Aiden today. I didn't know where we were going because I wasn't interested in the details. I was busy wallowing in self-loathe. Saying that I hated what I did to Jax was an understatement. I didn't know if I'd be able to fix my relationship with him, and I'd hoped I hadn't lost him forever. I staggered to the door, reached for the door handle and pulled the wooden frame open, gazing at the lean-muscled red-haired that stood at the entrance. It was Jax. Every trace of slumber disappeared from my eyes, and a half smile tugged at the corner of my lips. “What are you doing here? It's not day time yet.” I uttered completely unaware of my environment.