a bit shorter, because we're going to skelter down a mountain today. Let's hope I don't injure myself lol
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
Mila’s povThe soldiers seemed disappointed that Argo wasn’t there, and I couldn’t blame them. He had been here for only a short time, but his way of training had motivated the soldiers and made them work as a team.I felt guilty knowing their time was cut short because of me.I took a few deep breaths. I didn’t want to be sad anymore; I’d rather be angry.I was angry that Argo would offer to leave like he was a good person, not someone who just told me I was a mistake.Angry that he told Elora there was nothing he could do to fix things. She was with me when Darian mindlinked her, letting her know Argo offered to go. And that there was no fixing things.He wasn’t even going to try.Elora had been so sweet to me. It must be hard for her; she loved her brother. She didn’t ask me questions; she just hugged me with her big belly and waited for me to calm down.I told her everything, needing to let it out. Kissing and giving myself to Argo had been so special to me. I didn’t care where we
Argo’s pov "Are you done?" Grandpa Os asked in his low voice while I finished putting some curcling cream in my hair. "I can’t help it that you’re fucking bold, grandpa. My hair takes a lot of time; ask Grandma; she knows." It wasn’t just that my hair took so long; it was mostly that their bathroom was fucking huge and amazing. It had this huge rain shower and a large bath, and Grandma had tons of products for curls that were perfect for my hair. If I could, I would stay in that fucking shower forever. "It’s by choice," Grandpa Os growls, but I’m not so fucking sure. It used to be by choice, but he’s getting older. He’s still fucking scary when he’s angry, though, so I am not going to tell him any of this. Grandma Lily giggles behind me, "is it, Os? Your hairline isn’t where it used to be." "My love, are you saying I’m old? Because I have many ways to prove that I am still young at heart." Grandpa replies, grabbing a lock of my grandma’s hair before pulling her into a kiss. Godd
Argo’s pov When I saw Hazel, it was like I was staring at a totally different person. How the hell could someone change so quickly, or was the image I had in my head of her not the real her? I had imagined seeing her for weeks and thought it would be like a scene from a romantic fucking movie, but it was nothing like that. Everything I liked about her suddenly felt bland to me. She was still a nice person and beautiful, but there was no longer any sexual tension. It was so fucking odd. I had told people I loved Hazel, but did I even know what falling in love felt like? Did I have any fucking clue? But before I could say hello to Hazel, I had to greet my other grandparents, who looked at me with trepidation. It must be fucking confusing for them, being scared that their grandson was going to hurt their adopted daughter. Hi, Grandpa Cy. How is it possible you’ve aged in a few fucking weeks?" Grandpa Cy growled, and Grandma April sighed. "Language Argo." Grandma Lily chuckled, "do
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