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66- My Diary
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Alpha, Not Luna 67- The Old Bridge
Alpha SorenInstead of focusing on more important things concerning my leadership role- like the fact that the sheriff might be working on getting a search warrant to invade our privacy- which by the way he is one hundred per cent wrong about, my mind is occupied with more darker and selfish thoughts.Myself.I poured another glass of whiskey, the amber liquid sloshing around the edges as my hand trembled. I hated the way it made me feel out of control, and unhinged, but tonight, I needed it. I needed something to dull the storm raging inside me; I remembered that day on the training grounds. The memory played in my mind like a broken record, each detail vivid and sharp. Meg had been sparring with Jaden, her movements graceful but fierce, her determination shining through every punch and kick. But then, Jaden had landed a hard blow to her ribcage, sending her stumbling back. I had been furious, ready to tear into Jaden for not holding back, but Meg… she had just brushed it off like i
Alpha, Not Luna 68- Handling ;)
A.N.- SMUT AHEADAlpha SorenMegan’s brown eyes were begging me to swallow her whole. Her smell- slightly sweaty and a bit earthy mingled with her normally sugary sweet-smelling odour and it turned me on more. Her bottom lip caught between her even teeth. Her defiance and her strength were intoxicating. It was a challenge that I couldn’t resist a fire that demanded to be quenched one that I knew only would burn hotter with each touch. I needed to prove to her- to myself that no one could satisfy her like I could. The jolts that she won’t feel with anyone, only me. The air is electrified between us. I grabbed her under her butt, parting her willing legs around me, grinding her against my stiffened pants front and she gasped. A high-pitched caught breath sort of choked sound and the song sent a surge of satisfaction through me. I needed more, more of that fire. My hand tangled with her hair, yanking her head back- not roughly but not gently either- so I could clear her pouty lips fro
Alpha, Not Luna 69- A Quiet but Heavy Morning
MegI slipped into the house just before dawn, the first light of day barely peeking over the horizon. Every muscle in my body ached, my legs trembling with exhaustion as I quietly closed the door behind me. The night had been a whirlwind, a storm that I still couldn’t quite process. My thoughts were a tangled mess of anger, confusion, and something I couldn’t quite name- a darkness that seemed to linger, no matter how hard I tried to shake it off. Soren. His name echoed in my mind like a curse, a reminder of everything that had gone wrong. His touch still lingered on my skin, a ghost of the past that refused to fade. The raw power he exuded, the way he had commanded me, consumed me- it terrified me. But more than that, it made me angry. Angry that he still had this hold over me, despite everything he had done. I leaned against the wall, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. The smell of Jax’s home surrounded me- warm, comforting, safe. It was a stark contrast to the chaos of t
Alpha, Not Luna 70- Missing
Alpha Soren She’s avoiding me again. Smirking as I get off my bed, I take a quick warm shower, even whistling. Hah-ha. Meg has been absent from my house since the night of our coupling. I wonder how she explained the marks and bruises I left on her body to the delta. It fills me with an overly- excited kind of joy. By day three, I am not laughing and Logan is seething. Something is wrong- he sensed it. I know better than to question my beast’s instinct and so, in the middle of breakfast, I jump in my pick-up heading to the delta’s house. Did I also mention in the past three days that I have been failing to contact her wolf? Logan explained to me that Red dislikes me and I get it. Honestly, I would dislike me too if someone treated me the way I did Megan in the past. But he told me that while he was in contact with her, he lost her last night. “Why didn’t you say anything?” I fumed at him. He
Alpha, Not Luna 71- Back Home
MegWhat is wrong with me? That question has been rattling around in my head for days. I stared out the window of our place back in our home. Not Jax’s house in White Mountain Valley but here where our regular lives were. Where I had my job- had because I had taken an indefinite leave of absence. But my rattled thoughts are refusing to leave me in peace. I can’t make sense of it. How I could have been so wanton with Soren in the forest, then turn around and be with Jax as if nothing had happened? The guilt gnaws at me, a constant, bitter reminder of what I’ve done. It’s as if I’m being torn in two different directions, each piece of my heart demanding something I can’t give fully to either of them. Soren and I share a bond that I can’t ignore, no matter how much I try. The pull between us is undeniable, even after all these years and all the pain. When I was with him in the forest, it was like everything else disappeared- my hurt, the anger, the confusion. As if it did not exist fo
Alpha, Not Luna 72- Mundane drama
MegBut I am a bit concerned now because I had been under the impression it was a private meeting, and now I am seeing almost all the other parents here today. I wondered if it was normal for parents and teachers to have a meeting this way during the holidays- I don’t know because I’ve never had this sort of stability I’m offering my child. Or if it is different from a hybrid world to not. I take my seat and like the other mums, I place my fancy bag on the table. The bags are all beautiful- I realised I loved bags and shoes when Jax got me a matching set- Questioning another parent from the kindergarten carpool, I am left the way I came in. She is also unaware of anything else other than they were all called in by the said teacher as well with no information. The minutes are ticking by too slowly. My thoughts keep drifting back to everything that’s happened- my betrayal, Jax’s quiet acceptance, Soren’s lingering presence in my mind. I should be focusing on Kenzie, on
Alpha, Not Luna 73-
Alpha SorenThe Omega House is quiet when we arrive. It’s late, and most of the omegas are either asleep or pretending to be. My heart is pounding in my chest as we approach the door, my mind racing with possibilities. What if she really is gone? What if Megan left me behind again? I can’t afford to think like that. Not yet. Will opens up the door and we enter. Gail is inside, sitting at the kitchen table with a cup, of tea I suppose, in front of her. She looks up, from the table, startled, when we go in, and I see the flicker of fear in her eyes. It’s not surprising. I’m on edge, and she can probably sense it from a mile away. “Alpha Soren, Beta,” she says, her voice trembling slightly as she rises to her feet, lowering her head. She’s young, barely out of her teenage years, and I can tell she’s nervous. I need to tread carefully, but there’s no time to waste. “What- ha- why are you here?” “Gail,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. I’m su
Alpha, Not Luna 74
The More than a Mere Omega; Gail I’ve never been so scared in my life. Not even when I was younger, back in my old pack when our alpha bullied my parents. At fifteen, I might have been innocent then in the ways of men but I knew what a proposition looked and sounded like and our alpha wanted my dad- in that way- and threatened my mother as well, in hopes to bring my dad around into his way of thinking. Back then, sure I was terrified the last couple of nights before their deaths. But this- this was different. The Alpha and Beta, right there in my living room, questioning me. Me, a nobody Omega. The weight of their presence made the air feel thick- like I was suffocating. I could barely breathe, let alone think straight. That’s my wolf, Sheila. My insides were mush, I tell you. My heart wanted to leave my chest. I was cold, yet I sweated and the air felt like it had left my lungs- yet I breathed just fine. Every instinct was scream
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