Alpha SorenStanding on the edge of a cliff, overlooking the valley below, I still feel as if I cannot breathe. The wind whipped through my dark hair, and my sharp, amber eyes scanned the horizon. Despite the strength and authority, I projected, an unease settled deep within me since I saw Megan last. Sure, I had rejected Meg, convinced she was nothing more than an omega- not the mate bond. And that mistake has haunted me every day since. And yesterday- I gulp- she'd tried to break the bond. She’s been unaware of it before... If I hadn’t been there, she would have done it. That burned into my soul. If my mate knew the proper way to reject me, she would have gone through with it... “Soren,” a gruff voice called out from behind him. Once again Will had to search for him because he’d turned off both his wolf and phone. At forty-five, Will had seen his fair share of battles and leadership changes, and his wisdom was invaluable to me even though he irritated me with his nagging. I mean,
Alpha Soren I took a deep breath and attempted to approach her, my heart pounding in my chest. “Meg,” I began, my voice softer than usual. But my feet seem stuck to the ground. “Soren,” she replied coolly, crossing her arms over her chest, while my head and heart swam with the sound of my name rolling off her tongue. She stood tall, her posture radiating strength and confidence. “What do you want?” “I want to talk,” I said it frowning, my tone earnest. “I want to... make things right between us.” Her face is covered in perspiration and dirt. Her clothing as well- joggers and a matching black yoga crop top thing with the sides exposed but she is wearing a tighter fitted top beneath- like what I see girls wearing in gyms. Her hair is messy as well and she is pulling off her scrunchie while she raises an eyebrow, her expression unreadable. “And how do you propose to do that?” She pulls her hair loose, by raking her fingers through them. God, I want to sink my face in the thing. I sm
Alpha Soren The White Mountain pack’s territory was in turmoil. And only getting worse. A human mutilated body just before the bridge this morning. As if the brutal murders had not already shaken the pack to its core, the body of the human- mutilated along the borders would now be cause for the humans to become involved. Sure enough, by nine in the morning, the local sheriff had two patrol cars inside their pack’s property. Soren hated that. The authorities always had stupid questions to ask and sometimes when they did not have enough time to ‘clean up’, even stupider questions were asked; “Why is that looking like blood on the floor?” “Cuz you’re on a farm, sir? And we slaughter animals here?” Will would handle them outside. Indoors, I fume. Our once-peaceful forest now felt ominous, with shadows lurking behind every tree. Fear was a palpable force, spreading through the pack like wildfire. And as the leader, I was at the centre of it all. Everyone looked to me to solve it. M
Alpha Soren Hering the door opening, I turn back and see Meg in the doorway and my breath is almost taken away. Her doe eyes locked onto mine. For a moment, we simply stared at each other, the tension between us thick enough to cut. Her hair is a mess and she’s wearing my T-shirt, in my bedroom. Of course, I respond in a manner of- I sniff, my nose twitching. Her eyebrows come together- twisting in such a Meg way- bent. “What is it?” My eyebrows furrow and my nostrils flare. The f*cking delta! I could smell him on her! It’s faint but I get it. “Must you always reek of him?” “What?” It’s her turn to furrow her brows. “Get out, now!” “What? Why?” She genuinely seems confused and then I see her face take on a knowing look. Her wolf has spoken to her. “How about I take a shower then? Please. I’m only here to help- you. I know what’s happening Soren.” At the mention of my name, I soften and nod my head. She disappears back into my room and I head to my office where I pour myself
Meg The late morning sun filtered through the pickup as Jax, Kenzie and I drove into the parking lot on the outskirts of town. The forest around us this morning was too alive with the sounds of nature, birds chirping, and leaves rustling in the gentle breeze for me to handle. I think I got too accustomed to city life. Jax loved it, however. Exiting, we head to the bazaar, Mackenzie skipping along, between us, her dark curls bouncing with each step. She held tightly to Jax’s hand, her bright brown eyes, so much like Soren’s. But instead of broody, hers was wide with excitement. Red decided today would be a day she would spend with Logan. I glanced over at Jax, a soft smile playing on my lips. There was a calmness to him that I had come to cherish, a steadiness that balanced out the turbulence of my past. I watched as he effortlessly lifted Mackenzie over a small puddle, and she giggled with delight. “Careful there, little one,” Jax said, his voice warm as he set her back on the g
Meg Soren drops by the very next morning and I rush out quickly, not wanting Kenzie to meet him just yet. She did ask when she would meet him and I simply told her soon. She had pouted and that was it. Goodness, he looks good in the morning sun! His features hadn’t changed much. He was handsome as ever- more rugged perhaps but my heart did not do flips like it used to. He was dressed like the usual- straight-fitted jeans- grey and a plain black T-shirt, boots on his feet. His hand had his usual leather bands and his single gold ring on his right index finger. Honestly, he appeared a thousand times better than earlier and even then, I thought he was ravishing even though I could see his sunken cheeks. His scent is so appealing to me. Mountain air- like sandalwood and cashmere-like desire and- even sniffing it forever will never be enough for me. “Meg, come home.” His words sour me while Red is saddened. “Do you mean the ‘omega’ house or the packhouse where yah screwed ev
Beta WillThe air in the packhouse was thick with the scent of smoked meats and the earthy aroma of freshly tanned hides. I observed everyone because the alpha had his mind preoccupied with his mate. The mate that attempted to reject him on day one of meeting him even though Soren had already announced to the pack that he found their luna. Then he learned that Logan had accepted his mate- so why didn’t the alpha follow suit and accept his? It baffled me what was going on. It is evident- to me anyway...possibly because my power is stronger because of my rank that I picked up on it. But the girl is familiar somehow. Another thing I sensed was that she and Soren have a history. So again... why didn’t Soren accept the bond? Soren led Megan through the wide halls, their footsteps echoing off the wooden floors. This side of the mansion is rarely used now. Once bustling with activity, now felt quieter, partly due to the tension brought on by the murders and partly because of the impendi
Meg“I want you to be part of this, Meg. You’ve always had a sharp mind for strategy, and with you by my side, we could make this a reality. The pack would thrive under our leadership.” There was a time when Soren’s words would have stirred something deep within me, a desire to be the one standing beside him. But that was before- before the rejection- before I’d left the pack and found a new path. And I see how jaded I was all those years ago. While I wanted to be with him, I never fully did, did I? I mean he is an alpha, I should have visualised what being with an alpha is- making me a luna and I never saw myself ruling beside him, did I? No, I only saw me and him. I spoke to him via mind link and his eyes widened as if he was about to refuse and I eyed Will. He is making me uncomfortable especially now that Soren has taken the conversation from m*rder to personal.
Megan’s POV Breathing out harshly, I stand at the window of the small office in Jax’s house, staring out at the woods that bordered the pack lands in the near distance. The morning sun filtered through the trees, casting long shadows on the ground, but I couldn’t focus on the beauty of it. My mind is elsewhere- on Soren, on Mackenzie, and on the pack that was slowly falling apart. On the three young boys that were plagued with fevers for the past two nights and what would happen to them after I left. Jax said it was normal for boys to get fevers that way but still I worried. The k*llings that were happening to the pack members and humans. The fact that Gail thought it was related to her own pack being slaughtered years back. But most importantly on Mackenzie and Soren. She needed her father and he, his daughter. Red is very stubborn and thinks Soren deserves nothing but my scorn and only softened because Soren being hurt meant her mate Logan being hurt as well. Will, had requested
Alpha Soren's POV I paced the length of my office, my steps heavy, the tension rolling off me in waves. I’d spent my life protecting this pack- giving it my soul and it cost me my woman and my child! My fists clenched at my sides, and I could feel the frustration coursing through my veins, tightening my chest. Logan was almost a ghost of his former self. He barely stirred today, a faint shadow where there used to be power. He was slipping away. Five days is how long I have not seen Megan. Red has somehow blocked Logan and he has not been the same since. Logan is tearing me apart from the inside. It’s been five days since I last saw her, and the bond- what little of it I could still feel, is nearly gone. Her doing, of course. She has that power over me, over us. The pain is relentless, a constant throb in my chest that makes it hard to breathe. Logan can’t reach Red, can’t feel her, and it’s driving him mad. He’d clawed at me, howling in my head, begging to break free and find her
Alpha Soren’s POV Her words hung in the air, colder than any wind that’s ever brushed over me. It could give the Arctic winds competition ‘I'll break your arm.’ The threat cut deeper than it should have. Meg's violet eyes, once soft and filled with something I didn’t deserve, were now hardened with the same venom she reserved for rogues. She wasn’t bluffing. I knew that, but it was the way she stood between me and him-like he was something worth protecting. It made my blood boil. I should’ve ripped his throat out the second he stood in my way. And as if sensing Logan’s desperation to break free and slice his claws across the delta’s neck, Will rushes everyone out, leaving Megan and I in privacy. Meg, standing there like I wasn’t even her Alpha anymore. The worst part was, maybe I wasn’t. She was different now. Stronger. Surer of herself than I’d ever seen her. And it made me realize just how much I had lost. She was everything any alpha would want and more too
Alpha SorenFinally, it’s 10 am and with it, the dreaded meeting. Beta and two gammas are outside with another person- possibly the lab tech. Taking two minutes outside the door to appreciate Meg's scent, I bask in it. It's been too long without her.I was barely holding it together when I walked into the room, finding Meg and the delta already waiting- the bipolar in me again. The tension was thick, almost suffocating. Logan growls. Megan looked as though she hadn’t slept either, with dark circles under her eyes. The delta was seated by her side, a silent but steady presence. The sight of him fuelled my anger, and I had to fight to keep my wolf in check. A torrent of emotion surges through me. “We need to talk,” Megan began, her voice strained. “About Mackenzie.” Huh, I figured Logan would have done the ‘run and tell’ his mate I knew already being as she convinced him to hold himself in check and to try to contain me as well. Red was powerful enough to separate my wolf from me in
Alpha SorenThe delta’s child tugged on my sleeve bringing me out of my shock mode and I asked her who told her that while I scanned the fighters behind her, a deep frown setting up house, on my forehead. The pack was full of malicious wolves and I will punish them. Mocking me as alpha is forbidden. And they were poking fun at me because of my luna playing house with another man’s baby. I knew it was only a matter of time before word got out but I was hoping Meg would have seen reason and forgiven me before that happened. Thus, coming home to take her place in my bed. “Nobody silly. I ask you.” She points to me with her tiny finger. “Mummy said my daddy is strong and brave. She say he special.” She was cute in the way she spoke missing out words- and she just saved the usual pack gossipers from a cruel whipping. Officially introducing myself to her, I lowered myself to converse better with her throwing her head back, showing she was tired of looking up. Plus, the loud breath she
Alpha SorenThe Moon Goddess must truly despise me. Why else would she punish me so? I was barely holding on, teetering on the edge of my sanity. It had been weeks since I last saw Meg. Weeks of torture that only the Moon Goddess herself could have devised. Logan was growing weaker with every passing day. The absence of his mate was like a slow, excruciating death. And I felt every bit of it. Even if I had hoped to gather the strength to reject Meg, to sever the bond that only brought pain- at my strongest, I was powerless when it came to Megan. Both my wolf and I would accept death rather than live without our mate. I was pacing my office- I should not and save my strength but I am restless and agitated. A knock on the door pulled me from my spiralling thoughts. “Come in,” I barked, not in the mood for interruptions, though anything was better than this maddening speculation. when Beta burst through the door, his face flushed with urgency. “Alpha, they’ve arrived,” Will said, his
Little MackenzieI like the park. It’s big, with lots of grass and trees, and I can run so fast! I can hear the birds singing in the trees and the wind whooshing past my ears when I run. Today, I'm playing with the other kids from the wolf pack. My shoes get all muddy, but Mummy says it’s okay because they’re just shoes. There’s this boy named Benjamin, and he’s kind of fun. He’s got a funny laugh that makes me giggle, and we run around and around until we fall into the grass, all out of breath. Beth, his mom, says I should be nice to him because we’re gonna be friends forever. I wonder if that means we’ll get married one day. Maybe. Mummy says she and Uncle Jax grew up together here, just like me and Benjamin. They were friends when they were small, and now they’re big and still friends. So, maybe I’ll marry Benjamin when we’re big, but only if he stops pulling my hair. Maybe I’ll just have him as my boyfriend. Gross. There’s a lot of people at the park today, grown-ups too. I l
JaxAfter getting a very tired Mackenzie inside and settled- poor child so confused by everything- we found ourselves alone, the weight of the impending confrontation pressing down on us. Meg stood by the only open window in the entire house- because it faced the forest and not the pack where someone could see it by chance- staring out at the dimly moonlit forest beyond, her shoulders tense with her unspoken worry. But I know her. Walking up behind her, I wrap my arms around her tiny waist, pulling her close. I kiss the nape of her neck and she sighs leaning back against my chest, letting go of a shaky breath, and relaxing against me, the tension slowly melting away as I hold her. “Jax,” she began, her voice barely above a whisper, “what if he doesn’t accept it? What if he tries to take her from me?” He can't. I love that little girl as if she were my own flesh and blood. It nearly breaks my heart to hear the fear in her tiny voice and to know this is what has been corroding her b
JaxIt’s been almost a month since we should have gone back to White Mountain Valley, but I kept pushing it off. Meg needed more time, and honestly, so did I. This wasn’t just about going back to the pack; it was about reintroducing Mackenzie to Soren- this time as his daughter. I knew it would be a bombshell, one that would change everything, and Meg wasn’t ready to face that on her own. She said she couldn’t do it without me, and I couldn’t leave her to handle it alone. Meg had been acting different these past few weeks. Clingy, maybe a little sad too. It was like she could feel the pull of the mate bond with Soren growing stronger as we got closer to the day we’d have to go back. I hated seeing her like this, torn between two men, and I hated even more that she thought I was trying to push her back to him. It wasn’t true, but the mate bond is a powerful thing, and it was eating at her, making her question everything. One night, just over a week ago, she broke down. We were sittin