Let me know what you think :) I am trying to give each couple two chapters and then go back to the other. I hope you like the way I'm telling the story so far. It's more lead characters than most books, so I hope it doesn't get confusing. they're all together at one pack now, but once the summer break is over, there will be three or more locations and things will change even more. I almost wanted to spoil it lol, but let's just say there's a lot of drama coming and some hearbreak
Argo’s pov Fucking dick! Airk doesn’t get it. I like Hazel. No, I fucking love her, and Mila is just a friend. Not even a friend, more like a colleague that annoys me. So what if I like the way her ass bounces when she works out or I enjoy seeing the way her tits spill out of her top. After Darian walked me out of the dining room, I expected to be scolded for my behavior, but he didn’t. He just walked with me until we reached our room and sighed. "I get it. I used to know guys like that. Hell, I used to be a guy like that. Someone who pretends to be perfect and has everything together. But most of the time, those are the most insecure guys." I shrugged my shoulders. While I appreciated Darian trying to talk to me, I was still pissed off. "He’s a fucking douche. I got attacked by a fucking rogue, and yet I’m still the one that gets sent away. He shouldn’t even be here." "I’m happy you’re okay, though, and so is Elora." "And are you okay? You know that you can talk to me or Airk. W
Mila’s pov Training went well; Argo had laid out a plan, and I just had to follow it, so it wasn’t hard to do. I did notice that my group was falling behind in some areas, but as soon as Argo was healed, I would make sure I spent more time on them. At the end of training, I saw him walking around the pack, looking like he didn’t know what he was doing, before sitting down and watching us from a distance. It couldn’t be easy for a person who works out every day for hours at a time to suddenly not be able to do much more than walk around. No. I stopped myself. Why was I feeling pity for him? Of all the encounters we had together over the last few days, most of them were awful. Sometimes he would suddenly open up to me, and I could see why people found him charming, but most of the time he would either insult me or get on my nerves. stupid, pretty boy. His words from the hospital kept repeating in my mind, and I wondered what kinds of things she would do to my body if he had the cha
Airk’s povEvery night, I slept in Brax’s room. Either he asked me or I just showed up. Partly because I didn’t want to stay in my room and see Argo. We talk most nights in his or my room, but he needed to apologize to me first.When we were little, whenever we fought, we just pretended nothing had happened. It was just back to business as usual without ever mentioning the fight again.But we were adults now, and I couldn’t let his hurtful words slide. We both needed to apologize, but if I said sorry first, he would just brush over his side of our argument.I did feel guilty seeing Argo so frustrated. He wasn’t able to train, and that was usually his outlet for his anger or hurt."Are you thinking about Argo again?" Brax asked, stretching his arms before wrapping them around me.While we had spent every night together, we hadn’t done much more than kiss and touch each other. I think Brax knew I wasn’t ready, and he made sure that when he did touch me, it was because I asked him to.My
Brax's pov Being with Airk felt natural, and sleeping with him kept the nightmares at bay, but I knew it couldn’t last. ‘He could choose us; just tell him everything,’ Hudson said, but deep down we both knew that wasn’t fair to Airk. Airk should be able to meet his mate and have the life he deserves. If he chooses me, he’ll always wonder what it would have been like with his mate. I’d be keeping Airk from his destiny, and there is no way I could do that to him. ‘But you’re falling for him,’ Hudson said. I laughed at my wolf’s words. Falling? No, I had already fallen so hard that it felt like I had fallen from the tallest mountain and landed at the bottom. There was no more falling; I was already in love. According to my rules, I should stop seeing Airk, but when I watched him sleep in my arms this morning, I knew I couldn’t do that. Not yet. I needed more time with him. Deep down, I knew that our time together wouldn’t be long, but I wanted to have as much time with him as I cou
Mila’s povThe date went fine, and at the end, Eli gave me a hug. I think he actually wanted to give me a kiss, but I leaned in to give him a hug instead. I don’t know; the whole thing felt so awkward.Eli is nice, like really nice. He’s an Alpha, he’s handsome, and for some reason I barely feel any chemistry with him. Of course, it’s nice to be wanted, but he’s not the person I wish wanted me.My stupid, stupid, stupid heart, or maybe my vagina—I don’t know, but some part of me desperately wants Argo to want me. And it’s dumb and it will never work, but he keeps showing up in my dreams, and I hated it when he didn’t speak to me all week.He annoys the crap out of me, and he’s such a jerk, but I feel drawn to him in a way that I don’t feel drawn to Eli or anyone else.Ugh.What’s wrong with me? Eli is perfect on paper, but he’s boring.Argo is impossible on paper and in real life, but I like him anyway. Stupid. So Stupid."What the fuck are you staring off into the distance for? Longin
Argo’s pov What the fuck did I do? I didn’t think that was the problem. What the fuck was wrong with me? The whole week I tried to stay away, and the whole week I was miserable. It wasn’t just staying away from Mila that made me fucking annoyed; it was everything. I hadn’t realized how much I depended on working out and talking to my brother. When I was younger, Elora got depressed, and her friend tried to kidnap her. It was a whole fucking thing, but I never really got it. How could someone feel so fucking miserable that they wouldn't leave their bed? My mom told me she had dealt with depression too, but it wasn’t until I left the fucking hospital and could do fuck all that I understood what they meant. Everything I felt I put into training, and what I couldn’t deal with on the mat, I dealt with by talking to Airk. Without training and Airk, I was left with my own fucking thoughts and all the frustration and pain I didn’t want to think was coming up to haunt me. Things got fuckin
Airk’s pov Tonight was perfect. Just perfect, and then I came home and everything changed. "Argo is in the hospital," Darian said. "Elora is there now. You should go." "What happened?" Darian sighed, "he’s in a bad place. He could use a brother. A friend. I won’t speak for him, but I think he hurt himself on purpose." Hurt himself on purpose? What could have happened that was bad enough for Argo to hurt himself? He was always the invisible one. The one that climbed the highest, fought the biggest guys, and was fearless. He couldn’t have hurt himself on purpose; they must be mistaken. "You should go," Brax said. "I’ll drive you if you want." Darian shook his head only slightly, but it was enough for me to see. "No, that’s okay. You need to be up early tomorrow." I replied. "I’ll drive him, then I’ll take Elora home. We just wanted someone to be here at the packhouse to tell you." "Mila is here... She could have told us about Argo." Brax said. "Yeah, but she was already sleep
Brax’s povAirk stayed at the hospital with Argo until he was released home and didn’t crawl into my bed afterwards. While it wasn’t like we promised each other we’d never sleep apart, we had shared a bed all week, and I missed him.Our date had been wonderful—perfect, even. But it gave me a glimpse into what life could be like if I had a mate out there.Being alone in my bed reminded me of what this thing between Airk and me really was. Temporary.I had been worried I’d break his heart, but I knew that once Airk left, my heart would be in pieces.I didn’t sleep well, with memories haunting my dreams and turning them into nightmares.When I woke up, all I wanted to do was see Airk. But he was nowhere to be found when I went down to breakfast.“Where are Argo and Airk?” I asked Elora when I came into the dining hall.Mila flinched at the mention of Argo’s name.“Airk is helping Argo pack. He’s leaving.” Elora explained.“It’s nice to be included,” I replied sarcastically. “What happene
Hi!it seems I wasn't very clear. but the chapter from Storm’s pov is actually the end of the Stolen Alpha. So it's not something I can change. I simply forgot about it and I started writing the first draft of Nivia's story and went to read the end to make sure it matched whatever I wrote last year.hope this clarifies things.and yes, Kyra was alive in the chapter. but since Eli named his daughter Kyra, we can pretend its her and not reveal that I sometimes forget my own story......anyway once again thank you for your support. I first need to finish the Luna prophecy before I start on Nivia's story, whatever that may be
- - Five years after chapter 119. -- Argo’s pov Airk slapped my thigh a lot, fucking harder than was necessary. He knew I had been training a lot, and my muscles were still sore from sparring against his mate. Everyone might assume he’s a fragile little luna, but that man works out daily, and he is very fucking protective of Brax. “So, you almost beat him this time.” Airk said, and I wasn’t sure if he was complimenting me or threatening me. “It’s my goal, you know. He is the only one left to beat.” I joked. “You didn’t beat me.” Airk replied, raising his eyebrow. “I beat you when we were fucking fifteen! How could you forget?” As a kid, I’ve beaten him countless times, but I didn’t want to rub it in too fucking much. Mila entered the room, looking like the most beautiful duck as she waddled towards us. I would never call her that to her face, though; my sunshine had turned into quite a monster this pregnancy. She’d fucking rip my balls off if I called her a duck. "Hi, beautifu
So... I thought of a story line for Nivia and started writing the chapter, but then I remembered I actually already wrote a chapter about Nivia (Aeryn's daughter) at the end of the Stolen Alpha. I'll post it here as well, so you don't have to go looking. It's free; don't worry. But in the story, I reveal that Osiris is in his 70s. I did the math, and since Osiris was 28? I think when he became a dad for the first time, Asher was 20 and Aeryn was 18. Once Nivia is 18, Osiris should be... 84. Which in werewolf years isn't that old. I thought he was about 100 now, but I forgot they all had kids a lot younger than humans. So he's safe for now :D But I have three options for Nivia and haven't really settled on one yet. But for most of them, she will go to a special academy for werewolves that they started a few years ago to make sure future alphas and betas won't make the same mistakes. It is something Asher started to make future leaders see they have more in common than they realize.
Osiris’ pov ‘Are you happy?’ Santos asked as I watched all the kids play together. ‘You can literally feel what I feel and hear my thoughts….’ I countered, annoyed with the old wolf. ‘If you consider that you got me when you were eighteen, I’m actually younger than you.’ Santos replied, waging his tale in my mind playfully. In my mind, he was still the same as always, but in reality, like me, he needed assistance. He couldn't walk properly without the help of prostethics. If I could have gone back in time and changed things, I wouldn’t have changed this. I would have made sure Riker was still alive, but then his mate Mia wouldn’t have found her second mate. Maybe I would have saved Kyra or any of the other wolves who have passed over the years, but who knows the ripple effect of that change? ‘You’ve watched The Butterfly Effect too many times.’ Santos said, making me laugh. I've only watched that movie once, but I knew that if I went back in time to change things, life wouldn't
Isaac’s pov Time has flown by. Way too fast. As I’m sitting here, holding my son and seeing my mate after giving birth to another couple's baby, I just can’t believe we’re here. It feels like just yesterday that everyone went home, and Emmy and I were left running the Winter Bone pack. Thankfully, my mom, Sierra, stayed behind to help. As a former beta, she stepped up and knew exactly what to do. She had basically run the pack with my grandpa when my uncle left to find his daughters. My other mom, Kate, was busy trying to find ways to help my grandparents. While I knew Sierra was here to help me, she was also here because Kate could get a little obsessed when she’s working on something. My mom hardly sleeps when she’s in the zone, and she doesn’t stop until it’s finished. Sierra would only be in the way. But now that I have a child of my own, I wonder if mom didn’t also stay behind because she had just seen me hurt badly. Being hurt in battle was the first time I had ever been
Brax’s pov “So, what made you change your mind?” My sister asked, slowly sitting down. It was getting harder for her to walk, sit down, or get up without the help of Argo or someone else. “I don’t think I really changed my mind; it was just..." Before I could finish, Mila started to laugh. “You did a 180. When Airk came home after the bonfire, it was clear you did not want a child this way.” I shook my head, chuckling along. “It wasn’t that. It felt weird to have a timeframe in which Airk and I could start a family.” “Nobody said anything about when you were supposed to have a child," Mila argued. “Didn’t they? Emmy wanted kids with Isaac, but not before helping us. So that meant putting things on hold. And Elora has her own army of pups she wants to push out, so we needed to do the egg extraction at the right time between pregnancies.” Mila giggled. “They don’t have that many kids. Mom has more.” “Mom didn’t have a choice but to keep having kids.” Mila took a deep breath. “We
Airk’s pov “It was so fucking gross.” Argo said, making the same face he made when mom put Brussels sprouts on the table when we were young. “He just ripped his whole fucking face off!” Dad sighed, “I didn’t rip his whole face off. I merely stuck my claws into his face and pulled. I’m not sure what actually came off. Maybe it was just his nose or a piece of his mouth.” Mom gagged, she was in dad's lap around the fire. “You’re not making it sound any better, Ash.” “Speaking of gross-looking things, how is grandpa Os?” Argo asked mom. Dad, Aunt Kat, and more people growled, and Argo threw his hands up in the air. “I was the fucking one that had to carry him like a baby, feeling his melting flesh against my hands. Besides, it’s how we deal with painful things, right, mom?” Mom gave Argo a wink, but then sounded very stern. “Maybe be a bit more tactful next time, Argo. You know how fucking important Os is to people.” “Fine,” Argo scoffed. “How is the fucker?” “He and Mom are doing
Asher’s pov “What the fuck happened?” Storm asked when I came close. He was surrounded by dead bodies and covered in blood. I was still holding on to Argo, who was barely able to walk. Yeah, what did happen? It was hard for me to remember everything. “Alpha Scott had silver nails laced with wolfsbane; he fought with Argo. We need to get out of here.” Storm shook his head, “no, offense, but we’re not going anywhere until you, your son, and I get some bandages or something. Because we’re in no fucking shape to take on any more people.” “Speak for yourself,” I replied jokingly. I stared at Storm’s body; his body was more red than his skin color. Storm smirked at me, “it’s mostly not my blood. But I did get shot, um, twice. So that fucking sucks.” I looked over at my son, who was having a hard time keeping his eyes open. Storm was right. We needed to stop the bleeding and rest before we left. We were sitting ducks here, but I did just kill the Alpha of this pack. So the remaini
Argo’s pov “It’s going to be fucking fine,” Storm suddenly said, startling me. We had been silently trying to track Dad for hours, focusing on all our senses. We weren’t running in wolf shape because some of our travels went through human territory. Also, we couldn’t fucking communicate if we were in our wolf form, since we didn’t belong to the same pack anymore. “I didn’t say a fucking word…” I countered, looking at him with my eyebrow raised. “Your face is telling me enough, little fuckhead.” I scoffed, “well, big fuckhead, I am fine. And dad will be fine too. Unless you’re worried?” Storm shook his head, “Asher can handle anything.” I liked Storm. And not just because he curses a whole fucking lot. He’s good to my sisters, and he’s like a third son to my parents. And he’s given my parents their first grandkids, which puts some pressure on the rest of us. But I knew he was just as worried as I was. Storm was really fucking close to my dad. Like surrogate dad, close. Fucker