DAMONI woke up to the weight on my hurting arm. Right beside me was Hazel placing her head on my arm while she was sleeping. I groaned and pushed her away as I sat down on the bed with a scowl on my face. She turned around and smiled the moment her eyes met mine. “A beautiful morning to you, Damon,” she greeted. I got out of bed, trying all I could to restrain myself from dragging her out of my bed and out of my room. “I told you not to crawl into my bed when I am already asleep. Do you want me to repeat that I don’t like it when people come into my room without my permission?” I polled. Like I expected, she shrugged her shoulders and laughed. Her laughter was one of the most annoying sounds I have ever heard and if I could, I would stop her from laughing like a maniac, but right now, there is nothing I can do other than to watch her. “You should stop saying that, Damon. What will people say if you keep saying that you don’t want your mate in your bedroom? I am your Luna, rememb
OLIVIATWO MONTHS LATERI dropped the bucket in my hand as I rushed to get Aria, who was crying. I picked my baby girl in my hand and cooed her to stop her from crying, but she wouldn’t. I bit my lips and slowly sat down to breastfeed her. She just woke up from sleep so she is hungry and needs to be fed. The second she started sucking on it, she stopped crying immediately. I sighed, turning to look at Aiden and Asher, her brothers who were thankfully still sleeping. These past two months have not been easy, with me trying to take care of three kids at the same time while also working to provide for us. And when they all decide to wake up with cries, I have to pause my work to take care of them first, like right now. “What the hell are you doing sitting down, Olivia? Do you think that you are here to relax?” my boss asked, startling me with his presence. I was praying not to get caught today, but I guess I couldn’t avoid it. I sprang up on my feet, holding Aria close to me. “I am
DAMONThree years on>>>I dropped the papers in my hand and sat down on the chair, picking up the cup of water on the table. The past three years have been a nightmare; living with Hazel and also with Olivia’s disappearance. These past years, I have searched for her everywhere in the entire pack, but it seems she vanished into thin air. No single news about her, nothing! Her family does not care if she is dead or alive and I feel guilty knowing that she left because of me when I promised to protect her. I want to see her, to know how she is doing, to see how grown has become. She is no longer the teenager I lived with anymore since she will be turning 22 in a month. I long for her presence. I can’t even tell if she is doing fine, wherever she is or not. I took Hazel’s conduct for three years for good health. Now that I am all healed, there is no reason for me to keep her with me anymore. It’s high time I got rid of her. Everyone complains about her antics, she does as she please
OLIVIAI dropped the papers on the table, grabbed a drink, and gulped it down my throat before taking a seat. Funny how three years passed by in a blur after giving birth to my triplets. It’s been three years of formidable survival, three years of working, learning, and taking care of my kids. I worked myself up to be where I am today and I am grateful I decided to learn something new years back. As I picked up the papers again with the intent to get back to work, my assistant pushed open the door to my small study, revealing herself “You got over fifteen meeting requests today, Miss Hunter. Should I prepare an appointment with them?” Kate asked. I relaxed on my back and creased my forehead in exhaustion. “Right now, I am juggling multiple cases.” I can’t take more for now, please” I implored. Three years ago, everyone looked down on me for being a rogue whore, for getting pregnant without a mate. People insulted, harassed, and denied me opportunities and work. But right now, I
OLIVIAThe sweet relief of the cool evening breeze caressed my skin. I could feel the gentle prickles of goosebumps as the breeze raised the fine hairs on my arm. I closed my eyes, letting the soothing sensation wash over me, and I felt my worries drift away in the breeze. “Are you sure you are okay with going out without your mask?” Kate asked. I shrugged my shoulders, walking as steadily as I could. “It's evening. I bet no one will recognize me,” I inferred. Although it wasn’t late in the evening, anyone would find it difficult to recognize me and even if they did, they wouldn’t find out about my identity as the mysterious and popular young lady who is currently a hot topic in the pack. It is important to choose a special day for such an announcement. That way, I will get to see the reactions on their faces when they know who I am. “Did you get the name of the place?” I inquired. Kate slightly bobbed her head, turning her attention to me. I am working on a case of a pup who we
It's the early hours of the morning. While others are still sleeping, I am right here in the kitchen washing the dishes and trying to make breakfast before the morning sun rises. My eyes are red from lack of sleep, I slept late and woke up early. It is just like a daily habit for me when I am not a maid, or perhaps I am. My wolf yawned from exhaustion, I do virtually everything in the house. As a werewolf, we are not supposed to get tired but my wolf is weak. I don't have enough wolf power like the rest of the werewolves, I haven't summed up why it is like that for me. My parents died when I was barely 5 and since then, I moved in with my uncle and his family who is a beta just like my mum because they were siblings while my Dad was an omega. In the face of everyone, my uncle and his wife treat me like their daughter but it's never like that when we are in the house.They hit me, send me on difficult errands. I cook, and clean and yet, they are never satisfied with anything I do.
During that time they were having breakfast in the kitchen, I chose to remain in my room to avoid bumping into any of them when they were leaving the kitchen The sharp pain in my abdomen brought me back to reality once again. I sat back on the floor and lifted up my shirt to see the burn on my stomach. I took an herbal disinfectant I stole from the kitchen a few days back and applied it to the burn on my stomach.It will take time before the wound heals and there are lots of scars on my body. I am glad I get healed after everything because I am a werewolf even though it takes time. Although the scars have never gotten healed with the pain. No matter how much I treat a wound after they've hurt me, it will leave a scar as if it's telling me not to ever forget the incident. I don't know if it's like that for other wolves. I scoured the sweat on my forehead, once again relaxing my back on the wall with my eyes closed to suck in the pain. My eyes jerked open the instant I heard my na
For a moment, I wondered what they were conversing about and why they kept belaboring my name and that of Alpha Damon. My ugly luck booted in as I tripped on a little stone on my path, the sound of my body hitting the ground brought their attention to me. I cussed silently as the door swung open in my face. There at the door were Karen and Lucia, my uncle's wife staring at me with disgust and resentment. I abruptly stood up on my feet without being told. "What are you doing?" Lucia asked with her hand folded on her chest. "You were not eavesdropping on us right?" Karen chipped in. I precipitously shook my head in denial, I didn't want my hair to be pulled out like the last time. "I thought something important was happening outside, you just succeeded in ruining my mood but I am excited that you are leaving" Karen added, the smile on her face broadened. Karen excitedly exited the door, leaving me in confusion. Are they planning on throwing me out of here? The thought of that mad