ALEXANDERWalking into the pack doctor's clinic, I pull my brows as deja vu hits me hard. I remember the first time Elijah brought me here over a decade ago. After managing to somewhat pacify me and lead me here to get my first shot, I had Elijah strap me to a chair just to force my body to accept the injection without struggling hard. As it turned out, I have my grandfather's blood. The Lycan blood. But because I was born from a pure werewolf and half-lycan, I didn't have full control over my lycan wolf beast. The Lycan blood is too strong and powerful, and for a part Lycan like me, it's extremely difficult to gain control over something far more stronger. You might be wondering what creature out there could possibly be stronger than an alpha wolf? News flash; Lycans. I always wondered why Dad never told us anything about his side of the family, except the fact that he was a lone wolf. He only told me that the moment he stepped into my mother's territory, the alpha female of Red Si
ALEXANDER My face as that child then lit up and jumped out of the bed in pure glee. "Yes!" I exclaimed, punching the air with my fists and turning to Adrian. Adrian hopped off the bed, put on his shoes before grabbing his varsity jacket that he had hung on his rack. He winked at me and wrapped his arm around my neck when the words coming from my young lips made him freeze in his spot. "Why do you need a jacket? Our wolves will keep us warm from the cold," I blurted. Fuck. Have I always been this stupid? Adrian stared down at me, shooting the young me a cocky smile and said, "I like to do things differently. Besides, I'm the next future alpha, who's to blame if I ever catch a cold?" He raises a brow at me, whilst I gasped and shaped my lips into a small 'o'. "Right." I followed them into the woods. Reaching deeper into the forest, I had a feeling like I've been in this place before. The young me strips off his clothes and shifted into my wolf. I was still the average size. But,
ELEANOR ELEANORI curve my lips into a smile as I watched my half-naked mate walk slowly to the beach. Reaching the shore, Alex sunk his head into the water, creating small bubbles on the water surface above him. Within a minute, he rose above the water. His strong muscles flexed as he lifted his hands, combing his fingers through his dripping wet hair. My eyes trailed towards his perfectly sculpted body, one that is undoubtedly made by goddess herself looking just at how perfect he was.I bit my lip, eyeing him from the distance. Oh God. All of a sudden, My core is dripping wet from watching the show. Groaning, I push all the lewd thoughts all the way to the back of my mind, because the more I keep entertaining them the harder it is for me to restrain myself. I took off my sunglasses, breathing in the warm air, and looking up at the cloudless sky, smiling as the birds fly freely right above us. For once, I felt at peace."Mommy!" A tiny voice reached my ears and I whip my head to
ALEXANDERMy head was pounding so bad by the time I gained back consciousness. I pry my eyes open slightly, whincing at the inexplicable pain shooting through me as I go to move. For the first two seconds I couldn't remember anything that happened last night. Or more like in the past few days. But then it came to me like I had just been hit by a ten wheeler truck. Marcus, him killing my brother and Victor. Him taking everything that was mine. My mate. My Eleanor. I feel a growl rising from my throat as I try to sit up."Ah shit," I utter, groaning when I couldn't do much but lift a finger."You're awake," My eyes grew wide in shock, and I jerk up from the bed when I sense a different presence just near me, only to regret it instantly as another wave of significant pain washes over my body, making me freeze in spot. I muttered a cuss word earning me a slap on my thigh then a word of disapproval."What did I always tell you, Al?" "Grandma?" My eyes darted towards the tall and slender
ALEXANDERThe moment she hung up the phone I let out one furious growl, but Imogen still stood there looking completely unfazed. A sly smirk crept to her lips while she lifted her hand and started showing interest with her nails."You...knew?" My eyebrows furrowed tighter, my hands clenching into fists and my blood boiled in an intense anger.Imogen had never came over to the pack uninvited. Just this once. And for me to find out that it was all because she needed something out of me, I was ready to throw her out for that. She seemed like she didn't have much care even if her son gets killed during a war or not. The idea that for once she needed me, the son of the man she discarded like garbage out of her life, thrilled me knowing I had the power to let her down.But then...How the fuck did she know about Marcus? My eyes flickered to the phone in her hand. All instinct and desire within me to find my mate and pull her into my arms again were telling me to grab the fucking phone and
ELEANORI wrap my shaking arms around my body, shivering from the cold. Daryl, the rogue guy who had purposefully dumped freezing cold water over my head, decided that it was too hot for me to handle a room without a single window in it, thus turning up the AC, to a point where even a bead of sweat would turn into rock-hard ice before hitting the floor. 'You should thank me, slut.' He had said with a cocky smirk in his stupid-ass face.I rolled my eyes inwardly and fought the raging urge to punch him and that stupid grin off his face. I hid my scoff and looked down on the floor, trembling with rage.Thanks my ass.I didn't want to give him the satisfaction from me complaining about the cold, so I decided to just zip my mouth shut if I wanted him to leave me alone.I bit back every ounce of anger and frustration as I waited for him to exit the room. After what seemed like one hell of an eternity with him staring down at me and calling me names, something that only weak, fucked up assh
ELEANOR's POVI'm.... pregnant?My trembling hands slowly went to press gently on my stomach, but then I felt a small movement from within and I gasped.I immediately pulled my hand back to my side and looked up to find Marcus staring at my covered stomach with his golden brown eyes, a glint of hatred and anger reflected from them making me take a step back."No," I whispered. Suddenly it all came to me. That dream, the persistent nausea, and increased appetite I was barely able to hold back. It bothered me almost every day, but I chose to ignore it, not realizing... I gasp and my heart races with a boltning speed.This changes everything... I tell myself while squeezing my hands into fists."Choose," Marcus states, his voice coming out deep and gruff as it reaches my ears.I press my lips thinly together before I felt my back hit the thick and hard wall. A chill snaked up my spine as I felt the ice cold surface of the wall, and I shuddered.Marcus walks over slowly to me, glaring dagg
ALEXANDER Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I buckled my belt and slipped my silver gun in my waist. I headed downstairs and out the door to see my grandmother's flashy lamborguini parked right out front. I checked out the car, skimming my eyes around it examining its craft and design. There's no doubt tt was the latest model. I hopped into the passenger seat, and slammed the door my way in."You ready, Al?" Imogen smirks at me, her hands gripped tightly onto the steering wheel. I stare at her both in astonishment and disbelief. I've never seen her drive before. I only ever saw her stand quietly like a nice, pretty lady who would never be, of no doubt, be interested in cars or racing. And there I always thought old people would rather not get into any speedy car at all. Old human people, that is. Imogen here is a lycan, and not just any lycan, but a lycan with pure breed. I wouldn't have been surprised to see my grandmother Imogen step out of a flashy Ferrari 260, but to se