ALAINALogan?Outside my home and it wasn't my own damned imagination. I was frozen in that spot for a while, just gawking blankly at him, unable to snap into reality that he was actually there— just a few steps away from me.I squinted and turned fully to him. He looked like the ghost of his past self. Lean and gaunt like he'd been experiencing hell wherever he was but that wasn't my business right now.My business was— why was he here?! What was he doing here? He walked closer, his steps hesitant as he approached me with quivering lips as though he was having a hard time choosing what to say, just as I was having a hard time processing whatever the hell was happening right now!My chest was filled with disgust and I furrowed my brows. “What are you doing here?” I spat, my voice louder and harsher than I intended it to be.I didn't consider him, just the fact that I didn't want to pull unnecessary attention from the passersby. He said nothing, but climbed up the pavement to be on the
FREYABingo!I stepped out of the corner I'd been sitting in, dreading how long I had to stay there, hiding behind a flower vase with a bucket hat on.But it was for the best, right? I mean we got what we wanted out of it and that was perfect! Logan glanced in my direction, the corner of his lips raised in a slight smirk.I knew what I had to do to get him here but it was for both our good. He stood up first and walked to the entrance, peeping to see if she'd really gone after she stormed out angrily.It was torture watching Alaina from after like I didn't want to smack her across the face for being a sly little bitch. I mean, she seduced Alexander, lived in the same building as him, and even worked as his secretary.That was madness! And because of her, he wouldn't even look me in the eye. He wouldn't even notice me. Why was that? My entire body, my soul screamed for Alexander.I'd loved him for eight years and now that it was time for my dreams to come through, I had a little wench
ALAINA“Today we decide!” “Over beer and chicken wings?” I scoffed as I fell onto the couch beside Lorraine, laying completely until my legs stretched to hers and I quietly placed them. Her dress kind of tickles, actually. Lorraine sighed tiredly, a hint of defeat in her tone and I sat up immediately.If Lorraine could sound exhausted, then I probably had no chance against it. She was the biggest energy bank I knew. I joined her in staring at the email as we had for the past hour, after spending the earlier hour cussing at Logan and his stupidity. I was pretty sure if Lorraine was there, he would have been a casualty. I ran my hands through my thick, oddly tangled hair before a defeated sigh ripped from my lips too.Seriously. What were we going to decide? Lorraine reached for a can of beer out of the tray and opened it. The liquid fizzled to the top and spilled on the table a little. She opened another and pushed it to me.I smiled in response. Responsible women shouldn't drink al
ALAINAWait a damn minute. I squinted and leaned closer to the windscreen and so did Lorraine. We were completely engrossed in whatever scene gradually unfurled before us, because— what the hell?This hotel was miles away from the pack and was the location for anyone who was trying to be secretive with their actions. But Esmeralda? It couldn't possibly be.The man in question, whom we didn't recognize had quite the ‘I’m a wealthy man' vibe that made my toes curl. He looked like someone famous and respected and for a second there, I was sure I'd seen him somewhere or met him.“What do you think she's doing here?” Lorraine asked me without turning. “I bet my last ten dollars that she'd be doing something diabolical.”“Maybe it's a meeting?” We kept our eyes on them and the entire situation flipped right before our eyes. It definitely, definitely wasn't a meeting.He wrapped his arms around Esmeralda and pulled her closer, crouching low to place a brief kiss on her lips, then it deepened
ALEXANDERI just picked out my briefcase and had been sitting in my apartment for the past hour, waiting to see if I'd hear as much as a key jingle in the hallway but not a single noise came from her room.And she wasn't in the office either cause I'd been there. There was the option of texting to know why she wasn't at work— as her boss, but honestly? Since when had I been a boss to her? The company didn't even matter and the only reason I was there at first was to get closer to her. I stared at the suitcase one last time and sighed. Today was the last time I'd be in this room for this long, waiting. The ball was in three days and though I had a plan of my own, I wasn't quite sure I could squeeze Alaina into it if she didn't want me.That was the only difference— if she didn't want me.There was no confirmation whatsoever that she cared the way I did so why was I fighting invisible demons, struggling with feelings that weren't reciprocated? A knock came to the door and I snapped to
ALAINA“This is actually insane.” Lorraine grunted as we hauled the box through the hallway of my apartment and I nodded in agreement, though I couldn't see her and wasn't close enough to see her expression.“It is. It really is.” I still haven't processed it thoroughly. The old Alpha's daughter cheating on her Beta mate? That was strong enough to hit the nine o'clock headline. “This is freaking heavy!”Whatever was inside this box weighed a ton. With little steps, we reached my door and dumped the box to the ground at the same time, like we'd thought to do it together.Lorraine caught her breath and dramatically pushed herself to the wall. “I thought I was going to lose my insides for a moment there. Like actually exploding. We should have let Adam help us!”“And risk him knowing my home?” I said in disbelief. “And maybe kill me like he'd supposedly kill his mother? Thank you, I'll pass my dear!”Lorraine giggled and I searched my purse for my key card. My eyes, for a second, roamed
FREYAThe packhouse was like a jail but that was seldom talked about. The Luna liked to play family house, everyone under the same roof, eating dinner together, and boring the shit out of each other.Alexander on the other hand was a damned ghost. Jeez. No matter how early I woke up or how late I slept I'd never been opportune to see him. It was almost like he hid himself purposely.We finished Lunch in the dining room and I waited to help the maid's pack up, not that I wanted to, but because she loved it. She loved to see me work and pretend to be the best daughter-in-law she'd ever seen.It was a draining act that drove me well out of my mind! While in the kitchen with the maids, I saw Logan walk through the corridor and I went to meet him, just to catch a hint of his body language and see if he was going to be a problem to my plans.“Hey,” I tapped his shoulder and he turned, shaken up for some reason I didn't understand. “How are you?”Logan cautiously looked around, furrowing his
ALAINAToday was for Queen Of Dawn, I thought as I logged onto the platform first without opening the camera. I started to check all of the pending notifications, about a thousand of them.They loved Queen Of Dawn and because I was her, I could do a lot more than I imagined. I continued to scroll through the sea of notifications until my eyes hit a notification of donation. But then, one notification caught my attention - a donation from that account, Pigsty. My heart skipped a beat as I clicked on it, and my jaw dropped.$10,000.What?Excuse me?I couldn't believe my eyes. It was the largest donation I had ever received. I immediately clicked on Pigsty's profile, but my excitement was short-lived. The account had been disabled, leaving no trace of him.Not that he had photos up or anything as I'd checked before, but it was even more ambiguous this time.I leapt out of my chair, prancing around my room like a lunatic. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" I yelled at the top of my lun
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