ALEXANDERI expected it, every single word that made its way out of her mouth. This was her way of telling me it was no longer a suggestion.It was a forced decision. The Pack's decision. My mother was going to hide her wants under the guise of what the pack wanted and that disgusted me. I let her talk, waiting silently and choosing my words carefully.“It's known from time immemorial that the Alpha of our pack, in order to be fully considered as one, has to have a competent Luna by his side. It had been so since our forefathers, so why change now? It has been years of persuading the Alpha to do the needful, but the words of the Council and the entire pack had fallen on his deaf ears!”Only her. Only she could speak to me this way. I scanned the room to see heads nodding in agreement with everything she said.What to do hadn't occurred to me yet. Mother wasn't quite done. I could see in her eyes what this discussion meant to her but I wouldn't be disrespected, not like this.“Without
I was panicking. I was panicking way more than I should. Why did I do that? Why did I have to fall into it? The ride home was rough. I'd run off the moment I woke up and found myself on his chest. We'd both slept off. Why did I sleep off in such a situation? God! I wanted to tear my hair out. I fucked him. Alpha Alexander, my number one bully. The last man I'd sworn I'd have anything to do with! He was my ex-husband's best friend for crying out loud. Their relationship right now didn't matter. All that mattered was that we slept together. I couldn't get the moment out of my head even if I wanted to. It was electric and I could feel it everywhere. It felt like I carried his touch with me. I couldn't explain it but it stuck with me like a bad dream. I could remember every single part of it, every single part. God! He was damn gorgeous and I'd never been touched like this by a man. It felt like heaven. I couldn't quite explain in words but my heart swelled each time those mome
ALAINAI was still in shock as I processed the news. "An action figure...? Made after me?!" I couldn't believe it. Action figures were made after superheroes and celebrities that mattered, not people like me! I didn't know what to say or how to react. I just gazed at the comment sections going crazy with more information.My fans started sharing more information, telling me about ads and photos of me plastered all over the internet.Why hadn't I checked this? I realized I had to take Queen Of Dawn more seriously. "Wow, guys...I had no idea," I stuttered, trying to compose myself. "Thank you for sharing this with me. I'm...I'm just blown away. I still cannot fathom it.”I ran my hands through my hair and sat up properly. The comments, well, there were hardly any to choose from because it was a lot! It was way too much that I had to be extremely careful choosing who to be interested in. Next, Agatha McCall chimed in, another comment that caught my eye.Agatha McCall: Queen Of Dawn, I
ALEXANDERI was drunk on her.I could not fight it, not anymore. The council would have to fuck themselves. Alaina looked up at me, bug-eyed.She was so beautiful that my length could only get harder. I didn't know she wanted me as much.I didn't know she was this freaky. This was a completely different side of her that I was more than honored to experience.She pushed herself lower, taking more of my cock into her mouth. She lifted her eyes to me again and pushed my cock into her throat. She swallowed around me, making me choke. My hips lifted again, and she opened her mouth wider, letting me fuck her throat the way I wanted. My biceps strained as I pulled against the sheets, my fists shaking as I bucked my hips. She braced her hand on my thigh and wrapped the other around my base, squeezing as she stroked me with her mouth. Her hand twisted with each movement, making me groan low in my throat. “Ah…” I clutched the sheets. Even my brain wouldn't work anymore. Her glorious mouth co
ALAINAI fucked him again. This was becoming too much of an opening but I did fuck him again and this time I didn't have the time to regret it.I didn't regret it at all. I sat up on the bed after he slipped into the bathroom to clean up. I should be doing the same but I wasn't going to make this weirder than it already was.We were going to talk about it, decide whether this, whatever it was, was purely sexual or if I felt something more. I should have known to stay away from him the moment my heart started to fluster at his words.I should have known it was a trap! “Oh goodness,” I groaned as I got out of his bed with insane speed and picked up my clothes scattered on the floor. I had changed into a sweatpant and a shirt earlier. It was until I was checking it I realized that my phone was in my pocket all along.I hastily wore my clothes and sat at the edge of the bed to inspect my phone and see if any part of it was cracked or broken. It wasn't.Thank goodness. Anxiety sat with me
ALAINA“Can we talk?” How could three words hold so much pull? Why was he texting me now? He hadn't bothered to text me the first time so why now?My heart thumped in my chest and the tension wrapped around me like a cloak. My hands trembled slightly and the phone threatened to fall from my hand so I slowly placed it on the table, inhaling deeply.Oh, god. Oh. god. What do I text back? No wait—I wasn't supposed to text back. I shouldn't be thinking of texting back. It was all scrambled in my head and I sat there, trying to even my breathing. My chest felt so stuffed up and somehow breathing became a chore.What do I do? Freya had just left, going out of her mind to find him and he conveniently texted me? I leaned back against the chair, feeling a shiver skitter down my backbone.I'd never been this confused over three words. I ghosted him and that wasn't nice on anyone. Yet, I wasn't willing to offer an explanation. How was I supposed to explain that I received a text from a strang
"Alexander?”I'd recognize this voice anywhere and the annoyance builds within me whenever I hear it. It was Freya and she'd found me.Found my apartment and at this time? And in the middle of a goddamn argument? I didn't turn even when I wanted to. My chest burned with annoyance and electric currents filled my body in the worst ways possible.My heart clenched a sharp twist and turn motion like it was grabbed by merciless claws. Her footsteps grew closer and my body turned limp. Alaina standing before me wore shock on her expression.Her eyes were slightly wider and her lips ajar as she peered in Freya's direction. But her eyes, I saw tears in them.Why? She'd broken me with words and termed us useless. All my effort were fucking down the drain and I felt no better than a wuss. Like a goddamn waste of time and she couldn't see it.For some reason, my mind told me not to believe what she said but how do I do that? How do I not believe her when it hurts so? I'd be delusional not to.Al
ALAINAI couldn't stop watching the hide even if I wanted to. Somehow I needed to convince myself that that argument was worth it and that pushing him away was the right thing to do. The council might vote him out if I clung to some vain hope that things might get better, and that was a burden I wasn't willing to bear. Neither of us were.I finally kicked my shoes off and leaned fully on the couch. My mind was going wild with a lot of thoughts and my legs just wouldn't stop shaking.What the hell was wrong with Freya and how did she even find the apartment? Would he have to move now? My chest constricted in pain. No sitting position was comfortable.Every inch of this couch felt laced with cactus. Oh, moon goddess. My heart beat for me. My wolf loved his touch.I thought I was smarter but it turned out to be the exact opposite. I was foolish enough to fall into an even worse situation. I fucked the Alpha. My ex-husband's best friend. Not once, but twice!I couldn't control my wants a
I took a deep breath, my fingers interlocked with Lorraine's as I walked out. It felt as though with every step I took, my heart beat even faster. As we approached the grand staircase, I saw a well-dressed Damon patiently waiting for me, and my heart began to race. The anticipation of the ball weighed heavily on me, and a sense of unease gnawed at my insides. Damon bowed respectfully the moment we got to where he stood. "Luna," he murmured. "The Alpha instructed me to lead you to the banquet hall, where the ball will take place." “I don't know, Damon. Are you the one to come pick me up? Shouldn't you be with Alexander? You are his best man for today, remember?” I asked, managing a smile, even though there was not a reason to. “Yes,” he mouthed. “The best man of the groom is meant to bring his wife to the ball.” I replied with a nervous "Okay," and slipped my hand into the waiting crook of his elbow. Then I allowed him to guide me down the stairs. His firm, comforting presence wa
ALAINA In the large pack's living room, I gazed at Lorraine who made a gesture with her hand. On second thought, I turned to look at the man I am in love with - my husband-to-be, Alexander as he was on his feet, walking towards the door of a room not so far from the spot. After a few days since Alexander popped the question, he believed in his heart that it would make some sense to see his mother - the old Luna who lives in his pack. Ever since then, I have thought about nothing but being accepted, or rejected. “Nothing is happening, girl,” Lorraine called out to me, who woke up from my thoughts. “You are too good to be rejected, or don't you know?” “I don't know, Lorraine—” I mouthed. “I was an Omega Wolf the last time I checked. Why won't I be rejected? I want to know why. That the man I love accepted me does not mean the other members of his pack and family will not reject me.” Just then, a door opened. I jumped to my feet, and so did Lorraine. What should I say?
ALEXANDER I hopped in the car after several thoughts, making up my mind on what to do this time around. There was no way I would lose a good, better and at the same time best woman because of this—nonsense! I heaved a sigh and started the engine, driving out of the compound the very next moment. Into the streets of the city, I went. Although my car did not look like it had issues, I believe it did and this was none other reason than the fact that it was slow. Slower than ever. “Don't fuck me up!” I yelled, stopping my drive and heaving a sigh - catching my breath and starting all over after muttering a prayer that the moment and uncalled meeting with Alaina would go perfectly well. What if she doesn't want me any longer? What if this was the end of everything for us both? I wondered with a grimace planted on my countenance, realizing also that I had caught up with the estate that has her house built in it. Soon enough, I was at her gate. How do I get in? I wondered
ALEXANDERIt stuck to my brain. Alaina's face was red with humiliation as she turned and ran into the packhouse, disappearing from view. “Is this all you've finally become?” I snarled at my mother. Is this it?”The camera flashes were enough to blind one. It was that level of crazy! This would hit headlines and news houses in seconds.“No!” She tried to reach for me and held my hand. “You don't understand! This…is insane! That woman has bewitched you!”“Luna…” Damon called out to her. “I think it's best you go in for now. This isn't the best time to be out here, if you know what I'm saying…”“No, I don't know what you're saying!” She snapped at him. “My son is trying to gamble his life and the destiny of the entire pack away and all you are about is all I say? If this happens, it affects you too! Your sister is perfect for him. Why wouldn't he just see that?”“Take her in,” I ordered Damon. I knew what to do. I might as well fuck everything up for everyone. I didn't give a damn.Not
ALAINA“Alaina?” A voice echoed from behind us, and the familiar tone of that voice sent dread all the way to my stomach. I could feel my heart thrumming in my chest as my eyes drifted from Alexander.The Luna? I turned around slowly, and saw her standing there with obvious disapproval on her face, and scorn as she stared at me. “You're a streamer?" she spat, as if the word itself was dirty.Of course it was. To her the word was just as filthy as I was. Even the way she looked at me made me feel so small. Her hatred for me gleamed in those eyes of hers as her gaze shot from Alexander to me. “Answer me. Is everything I just heard true?”I nodded, feeling a defensive flush rise to my cheeks, “But I can explain. It's not—”“It’s not what,” she cut me off, her voice rising in indignation. "I don't care what it is, but just the fact that you're parading yourself online, and flaunting yourself for who-knows-how-many strangers to see! It's shameful. You should be ashamed of yourself, Alaina
ALAINA“Alaina?”My name had never fallen so heavily from a person's mouth and I looked up at Alexander. What the hell was he doing? There were eyes everywhere, people waiting for me to take a wrong step and my identity wound into the internet as it was all they were here for in the first place.My heart was thumping in my chest and I didn't know what to do. My hands wouldn't stop trembling and my knees buckled like they were made of jelly.I tried to free myself from his grasp but Alexander didn't have any intention to let go and I also didn't want to admit— ever— that I was Queen Of Dawn. Not to him, not this way! Not right now.Not like this. If I as much as uttered a word, my cover would be completely blown! Right now I wasn't so sure what he knew so I had to play it safe, but how? The veil was enough protection for my face, not to mention I had a mask on too.“Alaina?” He crouched a little like he wanted to peek through but I turned my face away immediately, letting out an angry
Alexander I felt a sudden jolt of restlessness overtake me as I sat there, shrinking into my seat with boredom as well as disinterest as I watched the women parade around me, and flashing flirty smiles that did nothing but irk me. I wished they would just stop already. I adjusted in my seat, trying to keep my calm and get through today as it was expected of me but even that was becoming more and more difficult by the moment. I didn't want to be here. Neither did I have any interest in any of these women here, and normally that wouldn't matter. But it did. It did. I couldn't stop the restlessness inside of me, I couldn't stop wanting to get out of this hall, and escape all these women that were nothing like her. It was upsetting. Alaina was the only thing on my mind, the only woman that had occupied all the seats in my thoughts, and I didn't have space for anyone else. I couldn’t stop thinking about her or seeing her everywhere I looked, and it was such a torment. I tried not
ALAINAI stood before the sea of cameras, a voice shouted. "Is she really Queen Of Dawn? She's a fake!”The words cut through me like a knife, making my heart skip a beat. I battled nerves, trying to shove off the feeling of being a fake. I forced a smile and waved, trying to appear confident, but my hands trembled slightly.The crowd erupted in a chorus of cheers and chants, their voices echoing off the walls. "We love you, Queen Of Dawn!" "You're our true queen!" "Queen Of Dawn, Queen Of Dawn!" “I hope the Alpha picks you!”The adoration was overwhelming, making my eyes prick with tears. I felt like I was living a lie, but the crowd's enthusiasm was infectious.But amidst the adoration, a reporter pushed forward, microphone in hand. "Queen Of Dawn, can I get a word with you?" she asked, her voice piercing above the din.The guard protecting me stepped forward, trying to block the reporter. "I'm afraid that's not possible," he growled, his eyes flashing with warning.But I inte
ALEXANDERI was no different from a statue in my own home, dressed like a mannequin by the roadside for an activity that my entire body rejected. It wasn't funny at all.The front of the mirror had been my home for longer than I can remember. It felt like the kind of hell I could taste on my tongue and it wouldn't discontinue.Even right now, I was standing before a mirror. This morning the ball was colder than usual, a stark contrast to what I would be feeling if I cared a bit about whatever the hell was going on here.Rather, I was tired of it. Way exhausted that a thousand sighs had slipped out of my mouth in just minutes. I stood in front of the mirror, my personal stylist adjusting my navy blue suit. IIt was a classic, well-fitted outfit with a subtle sheen that should have made me feel confident. Should. It did the exact opposite of that. The cufflinks, silver and detailed, were the finishing touch. Yet, I found myself distracted, barely noticing the stylist’s careful moveme