Thank you for reading my Aberdeen Series! I hope you enjoyed going through the lives of Chloe, Malachi, and Paisley. It has been an incredible two years writing these stories and creating their lives. I started the series in 2020 on a whim. I'm thrilled I took the chance. I want to thank all my readers for supporting me. I want to Thank Gladdy for noticing my talent in the first place and Ky, my editor, who always believes in me and supports me on every single word I put out. Thank you all!! CHEERS TO THE NEXT CHAPTERS IN LIFE!
Chapter 1 The Bad NewsYears had flown by since Ashton’s birth. Soon, he would come of age and take his rightful place as the Lycan king once our father stepped down from the throne. However, that seemed like a distant future; my brother was still young, and it was common for rulers to reign for centuries among Lycans. According to tradition, I was supposed to marry my father’s right-hand man, Theo, which worked well since we were already in a relationship. But deep inside, I knew I possessed powers meant for something greater than just being a wife and mother. Unfortunately, as a woman, I couldn’t rule the Lycans even though I was the oldest child; that honor would be bestowed upon Ashton with Marcus as his second-in-command.“Zadie?” Theo’s voice resonated from the hallway, and the door creaked open. He poked his head inside, trying to catch a glimpse of me.“Yes?” I glanced back at him in the doorway. “Your father called. He would like you to be at the palace. He stated it was urg
My heart raced as the plane landed at Aberdeen airport, knowing that my mother's family would be waiting for us with disapproving glares the second we stepped onto Aberdeen territory. They resented her for leaving to become queen of the Lycans. Uncle Hunter, in particular, held a deep grudge against my dad for taking his sister away and leaving him to deal with pack responsibilities alongside our grandfather. He used to adore my father as a child, but as he grew older, his hate only intensified.After retrieving our baggage from the carousel, we walked towards the limousine waiting curbside at the airport. My parents were the first to enter, followed by my siblings Marcus and Ashton. I paused outside the car, taking in the gloomy sky above, thick with humidity - an uncommon sight in Aberdeen. Wolves were connected to the earth, so it was no surprise that even the elements seemed to mourn my grandparents' passing.“Zadie?” Dad poked his head out. “Come on.”I forcefully looked away from
It had been a couple of months since I was appointed as the first female alpha of Aberdeen. And, to put it lightly, my beta was causing me major headaches. He constantly ridiculed me and made it difficult for me to get him to do anything I needed. It didn’t help that his entire family supported him and resented the fact that I was now in charge.As I paced in my office, the weight of leadership pressed down on me like a physical force. Every decision I made felt scrutinized, every order questioned. I caught glimpses of whispered conversations that fell silent as I approached, saw the barely concealed sneers on faces that should have shown respect.My beta, Lux, was the worst of them all. Just yesterday, he'd openly challenged me during a pack meeting, his voice dripping with disdain as he questioned my strategy for expanding our territory. The memory of it made my blood boil, my inner wolf snarling for dominance.But beneath the anger, a seed of doubt took root. Was I truly fit to lea
A boring classroom is the last place I want to spend my time on a beautiful day, but unfortunately, here I am. The Professor is droning on about material to review for the upcoming final, but it’s hard to concentrate on my notes, with Maci looking back at me over her shoulder every few minutes. “What?” I ask in a harsh whisper. Maci is a close friend, but she was one for the drama and gossip. She lived for it. I’d rather keep to myself and couldn’t care less about other people’s problems. But by the smirk on her face, my instincts are spot on. Before I can avoid her eye contact, she speaks. “See that guy sitting at the desk in the back?” she asks, attempting to point inconspicuously. “He has the hots for you. The dude hasn’t stopped staring since you entered the class.” I instantly lose interest. “He can keep looking because I’m not interested,” I laugh, shaking my head. This Class needs to end. I focus back on my notes. A vibration shakes my desk, and I grab my phone before it tu
I got up pretty early and was in desperate need of coffee. I couldn't sleep a wink after receiving that strange text last night. I had some time to myself before Amelia came over later today to pick me up for the event. I was going to need all the downtime I could get before then. Over the steaming rim of my coffee cup, my gaze falls on my laptop sitting on the coffee table. My thoughts drift to my sister Marley and her family. I loved seeing my Nieces and Nephew, so I strolled over and opened it starting a video chat. It's hard to keep in touch because they live in New York, but they are the only family I had left since I lost my parents in a car accident when I was thirteen. It's been hard for me to deal with, but I got through it because of Amelia and her family. The ringtone catches my attention, and Marley answers with a smile after a few minutes. "Hey, Chloe," she says. I could tell by the background that she was in her kitchen, and from her distracted attention, I knew she must
All I could do was stare in disbelief at the person who entered the ladies’ room. I couldn’t help but feel confused by the man who stood only a few feet away in the doorway, staring at me for what felt like forever. I shook my head out of his trance and gathered myself. ''Can I help you?" I narrowed my eyes at him. "You do know this is the lady's room, right?'' I asked, watching his brows raise in amusement.“Yeah, I know,” he muttered, shrugging his shoulders.“So why are you here? What if someone was changing?” I asked, motioning to the empty room, but he simply laughed. “What is so funny?” I questioned, unable to hide the frustration in my tone.He ignored my question with a smirk while he eased his way toward me. “I saw you staring at me with hungry eyes. You can't look at me like that and walk away,” He said charmingly.My brows creased in frustration as I walked up to him, getting almost close enough to touch. “You seem very confused about how I was looking at you. Don't read too
I hurry back to where Amelia is still sitting at the table. “I have to go,” I whisper, then I grab my purse and take off toward the door. “Chloe? Wait,” Amelia yells, following me. I don’t stop and walk down the drive as fast as I can towards the street. I hear Amelia not far behind me and curse her werewolf speed. I try to walk more quickly, and I could try to run if it weren’t for these damn heels. I know Amelia is my best friend, but I need to get away. I feel so confused right now. I can’t stop wondering why I feel so drawn to this man. I don’t know him, but I feel this pull between us. Amelia grabs my arm and stops me in my tracks. “Chloe! Where are you going? What’s wrong?” she asks, worried and confused. “I need to leave,” I state, wanting to avoid the details. “Chloe, what happened? Did he hurt you?” she asks. “I will fight the Alpha if I have to,” she growls, pissed. “No, he didn’t hurt me,” I stare down at my shaky hands then back at Amelia. “I need to think, and I
Today is Wednesday, only two days until the final and the last day of this semester. It’s also a couple of months to Amelia’s wedding, and I’m trying to cram studying plus meetings with Amelia into my hectic schedule. Today she asked me to meet with her to look at gowns in her bridal magazines. “Hey, Chloe. Do you have an extra pen I could use?” Maci asks, pulling me out of my thoughts. “Sure,” I say, digging through my bag, pulling one out. “Here you go,” I smile, handing Maci the pen. “Good morning, class!” Mr. Davis says. “Let’s get into today’s topic, shall we,” He suggests and begins telling us what to expect on the final and how much this final will impact our overall grade. Maci turns to me with the excitement of gossip dancing in her eyes. “So, I saw that guy that was staring at you last week talking to you in the hall after class. What did he say?” she asks, nosey as ever. “He asked me to go to coffee with him as friends,” I state so she wouldn’t pry. “That’s cool,”