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
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
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
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 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
Meg "Brrr," I shiver in the cold, I hug myself, my thick loose black hair, swirling around me as the frosty air gushes around. The worn thick jacket, I have on will suffice for now but when it snows, I will require a thicker one. Unfortunately for me, this will have to do for now until next week when I have the amount, I would need to make the purchase. Grinning, I rub my hands together, both in glee and to warm myself up with the friction. I have been saving for this black jacket with a red hood, almost a year. I think I fell in love at first sight with it and since I am from the pack- White Mountain, the shop owner agreed to keep it for me. What a kindly old man. Gazing up from the thick, stumpy tree branch I had settled myself on mere moments before, I take in the view of the green mountains, in the far distance of my residence. But not too far as I can make out the difference between houses and buildings- mostly. I've rarely been out of our pack's border because it's almost
MeganPositive? Red sounds grim inside my head. Her sarcasm is something we shared, but sometimes it irritated me when it was directed at me. Holding the rectangular flat plastic in my trembling hands, my hands do not go over my flat tummy, protectively, as I normally hear people talk about. Instead, my entire insides tremble as I stare wide-eyed at the pregnancy test. My blood surges throughout my being and when I say I can feel it- I kid you not. Pun not intended. I would say it’s the longest two minutes of my life but no... I have taken the test before now. My wolf is now silent inside my head, after sassing me about my life-sucking, but I can feel her emotion even though she tried to mask it. Fear. Being pregnant with the alpha’s baby is cause for worry- especially when he kicked me out of his bed the very morning after we did the dirty deed as if I were scum on his sheets. His stern eyes come to my mind then followed by his turned-up nose and u
Meg’s POV Somehow, I managed to keep a low profile about my current situation, until today, but I needed to speak with the alpha urgently about my situation. Taking out my old smartphone from my back pocket, I stare at the dimly lit, cracked screen. Never have I ever called the alpha of White Mountain Pack because there was no need to. The omegas always spoke with words to the pack members rather than mind-linking them. And I just fell in line. I wager you’re probably thinking why I don't just mind link him because of the importance of the matter. Huh, I dare you to try speaking to your leader on a personal one-on-one when you're a lowly member of the pack. When your alpha is a predator that knows no limits except ‘stop when the threat stops moving’ itself. A werewolf that is mindless when triggered and overwhelmed by his primal aggression of kill or be killed. When your pack is considered as one of the most powerful because the alpha before who also happens to be the current a