Another one. I keep hearing that voice of DJ Khaled in my head. lol But here's another chapter, because i was on a roll. I'm going to an amusement park tomorrow. So this one will be the last for today ;) It's called de Efteling. I bought a year pass because I love it so much there.
Mila’s pov "Knowing he wasn’t mine and actually seeing it are two different things. I saw Airk meet his mate, and I’m trying so hard to be happy for him, but I am just angry." Brax said after finishing the first bottle. I had decided to join Brax. I didn’t want to deal with my own mess right now. "That’s because you love him." I had never drank before, and I think I was feeling it. I felt all warm inside and relaxed. "Of course I love him. He’s my air. I can’t breathe when he’s not near. I can’t fucking function, knowing he’s with another man." "So why didn’t you fight for him?" "Because he’s not mine, Mila" Brax growled. "I had a chance, but I ruined that." "How?" This was my chance. Maybe now that he is drunk, he would tell me. "There’s no point. She’s dead. That’s all that matters. My mate is dead, and my air is gone. I’m damaged goods." I wanted to ask so many questions, but Brax had told me more in one evening than he had told me in months, even years. I didn’t want to ji
***Author's note:I am posting a trigger warning for this chapter because it contains violence and sex scenes that aren't completely consensual. As most of you probably know, I don't like writing about rape. But this chapter contains a kind of gray area of sex and for those that could be triggered, I'd rather be safe than sorry. You don't have to skip the entire chapter. I'll add *** before and at the end of the section. ***Airk’s pov“Are you glad you’re staying longer, babe?” Jace asked, moving his hand between our bodies until he reached my dick, which instantly sprung to life. “You feel glad.”I moaned as he moved his hand up and down. “I am.”I was happy I was staying, but it wasn’t the only thing I was feeling, to be honest. The first few days here were intense, and I sometimes felt like there were three different people I was mated to.There was Alpha Jace, the man who ignored me most of the day and would pretend I was nobody or just a regular guest here to visit his pack.
Argo’s pov "Mom, he’s not fucking okay." Mom sighed on the other end, "I’ll call him, but he sounded just fine yesterday when we spoke to him and his mate." "Jace." "What?" Mom said surprised. "His name is fucking Jace." "Like Alpha Fucking Jace? Storm’s brother?" Suddenly, the dots connected in my head. I had been fucking miserable at the party and barely spoke to anyone. I had just hung out with Isaac and danced a bit with Nivia and the other kids. Especially since dad and mom had asked me to behave, I was in no mood to talk to any fucking adults. Fuck. I should have paid more attention to my brother. I already assumed it was an Alpha, but the Alpha of the Winter Bone pack? No fucking way. "Mom, there’s silver in the fucking walls of the packhouse so he can’t mindlink. What if he is in danger? How the fuck will he tell us." "You can’t fucking say those things to me, Argo. You know how worried I get about you guys. I’m already fucking nervous because all of you are away from
***Trigger violence: abuse. The area will be marked by ***, but you'll be able to read the rest.*** Airk’s pov "Let’s show you around the pack today." Jace said, after I had something to eat and was feeling a lot better. "Really?" Jace smiled, "yes, since you’ll be staying, it’s only fair you should see the pack. Unfortunately, it will have to be from the car; I can’t have people seeing you just yet." "Why?" I asked, and I regretted asking a question immediately. This could make Jace very angry if he takes it the wrong way. "Why what, babe?" "Well, can’t I pretend I’m visiting on business? Or if you think the car is best, we can do that." Jace moved his face towards mine and gave me a quick peck. "You’re so adorable. You almost sound scared of me. Of course, we can step out for a bit, just not too close to people. I don’t want them to smell me on you." I nodded, letting Jace know I understood. "O, and babe. Please call me Alpha outside. And wear a scarf; it’s cold out." ‘Tha
Brax’s pov "…. You’re calling me out of nowhere, sounding fucking strange, and now you won’t answer a simple question." Argo said into the phone angrily. I waited for Airk to answer and I heard the door open and a muffled sound. "Did he just fucking put his phone down?" Argo growled. "The fucker didn’t even hang up." I put my finger on my mouth and whispered, "put the phone on mute." Argo did what he was told, and Mila, Argo, and I sat around the phone. It didn’t escape my notice that Argo moved closer to Mila and that she was letting him. But I didn’t have time to think about them when I heard Airk shouting at his mate. He had said my name in the heat of the moment, but that wasn’t even the most important part. The way he described them having sex sounded awful. I wasn’t even jealous anymore or hurt that Airk was with another; all I felt was worry and anger that someone treated him this badly. Sadly, the phone call only became worse. Argo stood up, "I’m going to fucking kill h
Jace’s pov How dare he? He was supposed to be my mate. I had shared my most vulnerable self with him, yet he wouldn’t give me what I needed. The only thing I asked for was loyalty and devotion. Is that so hard? When my mate asked me to wait before having sex with him, I did. I had never waited for anyone. Everyone had always been willing to have sex with me, so I couldn’t understand why it took my mate almost a week to want to give himself to me. He just needed a bit of persuasion. I never spent time with others in the bedroom; it was their job to give me pleasure, not the other way around. But if touching Airk would make him finally ready, then I was willing to make that sacrifice. He was supposed to be mine, yet he moaned out another man’s name. Who does that? Have I not suffered enough? And now to have a mate who can’t follow one simple command?! I should come first. I am his Alpha and his mate! My wolf, Caleb, disagreed as usual. We were usually on the same page, but since m
Airk’s pov I stared at the woman Jace was having sex with in front of me. Her moans reminded me of when I caught Argo watching porn. They sounded fake. Her eyes followed me, while her face was almost pressed against the glass. There was no joy in her eyes. She was acting. When Jace was finished, she mouthed "sorry" at me before running out of the room. He said he would name her his Luna. He had been lying to me from the start. Jace would never go public with our relationship. At best, I would be stuck here like Eve had been during Storm’s childhood. Living a life of luxury while being a prisoner inside the packhouse. Never getting to step foot past the garden. Having to hide my identity. And most importantly, I was never allowed to go home to my family. Jace wouldn’t allow me to call them again, scared that I might tell them more. That’s why he kept his name a secret from everyone. So they wouldn’t be able to find me. Everything was a lie, and the sad part was that Jace actuall
Mila’s pov "Again!" Argo shouted to the soldiers. He had been relentless, training them non-stop, but it paid off. Not that the soldiers seemed to mind; they all wanted to help their Alpha and Gamma. Everybody had met Airk during his time here, and he had made an impression on them. They knew that out of everyone, Airk deserved so much better than what he was getting. Someone as kind and gentle as Airk, was mated to someone so cruel. ‘You had called our mate cruel. Are they similar in your eyes?’ Leysa asked. I knew what she was doing. She knew the damn answer. Of course, Argo and Jace were completely different. I had thought about what kind of mate I would end up with often as a child, and someone like Jace was my worst-case scenario. But that didn’t mean I could forgive or forget what had been done to me. One person’s suffering doesn’t just erase another’s, even if it’s much worse than mine. Argo noticed me staring and gave me a wink. "And remember, I’d rather you admit you ca
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