Johnstons Point Of ViewJust minutes ago, I got a chilling message from a woman who introduced herself as Xena.I believe it was the witch who was hitchhiking along the highway and eventually got a ride from Erica. She informed me that Windcrest Alpha has taken a liking of my girl.My blood is boiling hot now, and my heart racing. I've met Cole at various inter-pack meetings, and he never left a great impression on me. He always came across as cold, cruel, and arrogantly aloof. Erica doesn't stand a chance against him, she's way too innocent to handle a hot-headed beast like him. I have to protect my woman, I won’t hesitate.I scramble onto a large rock and shift back to my human form, pondering how I might cross that border and infiltrate the pack. To calm myself first, I take several deep breaths, inhaling slowly before letting them out gradually. In these moments of uncertainty, Erica's touch is what I crave most, she has an uncanny ability to soothe me with just o
Erica Point Of ViewAfter enjoying a hearty breakfast, Cole took my hand and led me to his striking blue-black Porsche. He is truly a gentleman, he opened the door for me and buckled my seatbelt. In the car, he took my hand again while skillfully navigating us through busy streets with his other hand. I love how much attention he gave me, making me feel like I'm incredibly important to him. It reminded me of Johnston, who also treasures me deeply. As Cole drove, he described how the houses were arranged based on the ranks of their owners; those with higher rankings were located nearer to the packhouse. Windcrest features a well-equipped sports complex and playground, educational institutions up to the college level, and various civil service agencies. Everything appears to be constructed in an orderly fashion. "Do you like it?" Cole asked, glancing at me briefly before refocusing on the road. "Quite a lot," I replied, genuinely impressed. "You've really maximized t
Alpha Cole’s Point Of ViewI've never encountered anyone as beautiful as Erica. Her innocence is incredibly alluring, and I can't help but want her to be mine. However, she's deeply invested in that rubbish of a mate bond. My first step has to be getting that out of her head and then continuing with my plans for her. Watching her effortlessly mingle with my friends, laughing and chatting, has already stirred a strong reaction in me. It’s almost painful how intense my member is right now, but I know I need to take things slowly. She is the daughter of an Alpha, with her father watching over her strictly from a distance. From afar, I could sense his vigilant eyes on us, a constant reminder of the limits I must respect. That witch in her company was clearly sent as a guardian, she had no trust in me whatsoever. Thankfully, my Beta's interest in her kept her engaged and away from us, giving me the opportunity to be with Erica without interr
Erica’s Point Of View I froze at once!!Cole's words echo in my mind. "I think I am going to keep you."As if it were a fact, I have no control over this, my fate is sealed. Slowly, I open my eyes as the warmth of intimacy ebbs away from me. My gaze becomes fixed on a silhouette through the glass of a closed window in front of me, a woman observing us. Her blonde hair and lackluster hazel eyes stand out amidst her almost resigned expression. She meets my stare with an air of desperation, like someone who has abandoned all hope in life. Yet at this moment, there are other matters demanding my attention. "Who gave you the right to keep me here? Are you my mate? I don't believe so, mister!" I exclaimed in my Alpha tone, turning to face him with confidence. The situation was escalating rapidly.Cole needed to understand that I am neither his subordinate nor a part of his pack, so he has no authority over me. His words were infuriating, especially the possessive tone
Erica took down the mind wall, allowing a voice to come through. 'Erica, relax. There's no need to panic. Just follow the Alpha's instructions, we've got everything under control.' 'Who is this? Johnston?' the woman asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.'You'll find out soon enough. Trust me, everything will be fine. Just do what he says and you'll be safe by tomorrow," the man assured her. Erica is bewildered, if this person can communicate through the mind link with her, he must belong to her pack. However, the only person she had seen around was Johnston, and this voice definitely did not belong to him. With no other options available, she chooses to comply with this person. 'Please, there are fifteen other women here who need saving too,' Erica pleaded. 'We'll see what we can do for them. Ultimately, though, it's their personal choice to be there,' the voice concludes. 'Don't be fooled by them, th
Erica’s Point Of ViewWe arrived at an impressive, ornately decorated hall. As I stepped out of the car, Cole took my hand and tucked it inside his arm. Together, we appeared like a loving couple attending a grand event. Inside, everyone greeted us with deep bows, a gesture that felt strange to me, given that in Crescent Moon, my father emphasized respect for all ranks rather than servility. We approached a lower stage where Beta Zen awaited. Cole ascended the platform, leaving me in front. And then suddenly, everything unfolded in a flash. Beta Zen seized Cole's shirt and tore it apart. Within moments, I witnessed Johnston wielding a silver knife, planting it forcefully into Cole's heart as the Alpha stood utterly shocked. Blood sprayed across the stage. “This is what you get when you kidnap the one I love," Johnston roared at Cole's bloodied face. “You messed up with the wrong woman. She warned you that you'd end up dead." With those words, Johnston
We are currently seated in a spacious conference room. In front of us, the Head of the Council and my father sit behind a massive table, with Beta Zen on their right and Johnston to their left. Two other Betas and Gammas from Windcrest are there as well, including Cole's two brothers. Lyle and Justin stand dejectedly, their shoulders slumped in defeat. The loss of their Alpha brother has hit them hard and as it stands now, none of them will succeed him. The disapproval of the President of the Council hangs in the air and discourages anyone from taking the risk of a repeat by appointing one of them. The news of Cole's death has already spread throughout the pack and beyond but aside from a few sluts who were close to him, there is little mourning. "We extend our condolences to the family of the Alpha who has passed away," Elder Egmond formally commenced the meeting. "The Council received an urgent call from Crescent Moon
The conference room is now free of onlookers, and the Council remains seated at the table, ready to hear testimony from the women in Cole’s harem. Warriors have gone to fetch them from the mansion, giving me some time to reflect on recent events since Windcrest Alpha's downfall. Now I understand that the voice in my mind, which Era had permitted me to hear, belonged to Beta Zen. Observing how he collaborated with Johnston during Cole's liquidation made it clear they were coordinating efforts to rescue me from my predicament. There was never a doubt in my mind about Johnston coming through for me. Against a full-blooded Alpha like Cole, even with martial arts expertise like me, I knew I wouldn’t stand a chance on my own. But Johnston is and always will be my hero. But as I think about it, how could it be possible for Cole to have lost to a Gamma's son? And in human form, no less! Something doesn't add up. I glance over at Johnston, he's j
We gave Xena a ride to the main road and bid her farewell. Xander awaited her arrival in his brand-new Bentley, the car’s sleek lines gleaming under the morning sun. Watching them reunite was such a pleasant sight, their passionate greeting made it clear that this long-distance relationship wasn’t easy for them. Their reunion overflowed with tender touches and whispered words, every gesture exuding their deep affection for one another. Earlier we informed the Alpha about Xena's unexpected departure, explaining that she had to urgently return to her coven for work that could not be postponed but would be back in two days. The Alpha listened attentively and nodded understandingly. Given Luna Sarai’s unforeseen request for us to extend our stay by a few more days, this statement was acceptable to the couple. I had hoped to stealthily sneak Xena out and back without anyone noticing, but Erica was determined to inform the Alpha. She's such a
Still Johnston’s POV At least he had the decency to avert his gaze while I looked at him. "Her true mate was at the party last night, but he doesn't belong to your pack, Alpha Rudi," I hissed. My words carried a warning as my patience began to wear thin. Luna Sarai's laughter erupted, instantly dissolving the tension in the room. "That's deep, sweetheart. You really took it too far," she said with a hiccup, amusement twinkling in her eyes, shattering the Alpha's confidence. He glanced around uneasily, clearly out of his depth. He struggled for words in an attempt to recover from the predicament. “I, um, I didn’t mean to offend, Johnston. I’m just concerned about the well-being of my pack and our alliances." "Alpha, it’s best you keep your concerns in check. Erica's journey is her own, and your intrusive questions are out of place. If there was anything you needed to know, you'd have found
The following morning, I woke up early. Erica lay beside me, sleeping peacefully like an angel, providing the perfect opportunity to watch her. The early morning sun bathed her tranquil face in a gentle glow. These were the moments I treasured most, those simple, intimate times that reminded me how deeply I loved her. I drew her closer, embraced by the warmth of her body against mine. She instinctively nestled deeper into my chest, savoring the heat I provided. It was as if my arms were crafted just for her, she fit perfectly within them. All I desire now is to have meaningful time with Erica, cherishing this quiet moment with her and creating memories that might sustain us if things become difficult. Seeing how serene she looked while sleeping filled me with love and a sense of protectiveness. I softly brushed a strand of hair from her face, amazed by how beautiful she was in such an unguarded state. After that brief period of sentimen
Here goes nothing! I'm not ready to face Erica yet, I need some time alone to think. The events of the past hour felt overwhelming, like a heavy weight making it difficult to breathe. As I tried to put everything into perspective, an unsettling suspicion began creeping in. It was tough enough for me to process this alone, let alone explain it to Erica. I want honesty with her but first, there are things I need clarity on myself before sharing them with Erica. I've never experienced such insecurity before, if my suspicions prove true, it would be devastating for my life as I know it. Luna Sarai bears a striking resemblance to Erica, yet she holds a special place in my dreams due to her birthmark. Whenever I see that mark, it feels like finding the missing piece of a puzzle, although the complete picture remains elusive to me. The clear conclusion I can reach is that Erica and I might share a common backgro
Johnston’s Point of ViewI constantly had to calm Erica down, which caused me to lose focus on Luna. Luna Sarai's facial features seemed familiar to me as if I had seen them before. She reminded me of Erica, yet there was something distinct about her that set her apart. Perhaps it's all in the eye of the beholder. To me, it was all about the birthmark. The woman in my dreams has the same one. These dreams visited me frequently, and I've always known she wasn't Erica. When I sought help from my parents to interpret them, they were perplexed too because they knew that only Erica held a place in my heart. At times, I wondered if it was the spirit of my biological mother trying to convey something beyond my understanding. While the woman in my dreams didn't exactly resemble Luna, they shared some distinctive traits, a golden crescent moon on her upper lip, a petite frame, and a gap between her front teeth. There was another unique feature I needed to confirm, the same
When we arrived, the party was already in full swing.The scent of this pack is incredibly uplifting, clean, and reassuring.I observed teenagers losing themselves to a hard rock rhythm, as beer and liquor flow abundantly. Werewolves aren't easily intoxicated, so we indulge freely. Our tolerance for alcohol is nearly ten times that of humans.Xena easily blends in with a group of women our age.At first, the she-wolves were hesitant when they scent her, but she quickly won them over. They're discussing babies and birth control, which aren't topics that particularly interest me. 'Johnston, are you coming? Luna Sarai invited you to the barbecue party too. I fell asleep and forgot to tell you, I'm really sorry," I mind link my boyfriend. He responded right away. 'I have an assignment from our Alpha, my love. I can't make any promises since I'm quite far away. What time does it go until?""I believe we'll call it a night when we can't go any longer. The vi
The couple first exchanged shocked glances before turning to face me.Xena's head swiveled like a malfunctioning carousel, shifting her gaze from the lady to me and back again. Alpha Rudy was the first one to regain his composure."Hmmm, I’m Alpha Rudy and this is my mate, Luna Sarai," he said as he introduced himself and the woman. "I must admit, Erica, you look remarkably like my mate."My mouth hung open and my eyes were fixed on Luna Sarai. We are around the same age, but she has a small crescent-shaped birthmark above her upper lip that sets us apart. She might end up like my sister! And I'm not sure how I feel about this.I never desired a twin. Within my pack, I always pretended to be one-of-a-kind. From an early age, I disliked the idea of others resembling me. Although many girls admired me, it frustrated me when they adopted my hairstyle and hair color or wore similar shoes and dresses as mine. There was an unspoken understanding that my style was distinctive, something to a
The next morning, I felt so cheerful upon waking up that I considered lounging in bed all day.I stretch my limbs and glance over at the other bed in the room, where Xena is still peacefully sleeping. These past hours, I felt like she was missing her mate terribly.I frequently observe her zoning out.Today, we're departing for the Crimson Moon pack. Yesterday at the entertainment center, several motel guests confirmed Xena's earlier remarks about how this pack approaches relationships. All adults were either mated or had left their borders to search for their mate elsewhere.I anticipate our visit to be brief yet unforgettable, as we've planned to enjoy the beach. I wished Johnston could join us. In the excitement of our escapade last night, I forgot to suggest he come along with us."Sleeping Beauty, I think it's time for breakfast," I said as I tried to wake Xena.It didn’t take much for her eyes to snap open. Even freshly awakened, she radiated beauty effortlessly. Her mate is tru
Erica Point Of ViewThe scent of Johnston's was unmistakably in the air.I intentionally flirted with Mark, the receptionist, knowing that Johnston wouldn't be able to stand it. I already missed him when he got out of the car, our time together felt far too brief.Honestly, I miss our intimacy. I'm so accustomed to it and it's been over a week since I've touched him the way I used to, feeling his bare warmth beneath my hands.Johnston is such a strong man.Throughout all those years of yearning for each other, he was the one who upheld our commitment to abstain from sex and touching intimate parts. Many times, I felt the desire to give him my V-card, feel him inside me, wrap my body and soul around him. Yet Johnston insisted that we wait until after our mating ceremony. He always believed firmly that we were destined mates but not yet permitted to experience the bond completely. There was one moment when we nearly lost control.I felt extremely frustrated at that moment. I noticed on