"We saw them." They heard a voice from behind. Everyone turned their heads to look at the person that talked. Standing there was a girl with bob hair and another with shoulder lengths. Dolores and Elena looked at each other. "Who are you?" Vivian asked with disgust in her voice. "Mind the way you speak to our pack members, Miss Vivian," Isabelle said looking back at her. Chris turned his head sharply to look at Isabelle who had a stoic expression as she looked at Vivian. Vivian rolled her eyes but she said nothing more. "Come... Tell everyone what you saw." Peter's Mom said. "Good Morning, Alpha. Luna. Alpha Peter, Beta Antonio, and Female Beta Elena." Maria started. Vivian was seething with anger... They didn't see her?! What is the meaning of this nonsense? She opened her mouth to talk but was silenced by her mother's sharp glare. She shrunk back and held the pillar she was leaning on. "Last night, my sister and I were hungry..." FLASHBACK "Hey Mary, aren't you hungry?"
"Hey!" Isabelle yelled smacking his stomach which made Chris look at her blushing face. "See, she's blushing. She's my girlfriend." Chris said pointing at her face while facing Matilda. "What... I..." Isabelle stuttered. "Well, congratulations to both of you!" Alex yelled out loud making Isabelle blink her eyes at him. "Thanks... man." "Okay, what's going on here?" Isabelle said. "Hey, Alex help me with my bag?" Matilda called. "We'd talk about this when we get home," Isabelle said. "You guys are living together?" Alex asked. "What?" Isabelle asked startled. "No... I mean... you just said..." Alex said. "I didn't say anything. Take the bag." Isabelle said instead. Matilda looked at her sister and then at Chris who had a domineering aura. Then she blurted out the first thing that came to her mind. "Isa, is he threatening you? Is that why he followed you? To ensure you don't run away? Tell me, what does he have on you?" Isabelle blinked at her sister and then lets out a n
"I... I mean... They both can't simply stay in this small room." Chris said. "Exactly, think of what could happen in this small room," I said and blushed in embarrassment. "We've been in a bigger house but we only just kissed today." I heard his low voice right behind my ears with the warmth from his breath tingling my ears. I blushed deeply and glared at him feeling my whole face turn red. "Oh, your face is red." He pointed out. I held the urge to stub him in his toe with my boots and then smirk in victory. And so I did. "Ouch! What in heaven's name did I ever do to you?" He groaned grabbing the door. His face had turned red in minutes I feared I had stubbed him too hard. "Oh, My God! It was a mistake. Are you okay? Damn, that must hurt." I said with worry all over my face. "It's okay... it doesn't hurt that much." He said through gritted teeth. Veins had popped out of his neck and head. "No... it's not okay. Off your shoes let me take a look at it." I said crouching down to
Isabelle "Hey. I heard my phone chime." I heard from beside me. I clenched my fist and gave it to him with a forced smile. "I'll be with Matilda if you perhaps need me," I said and gave him his phone which he collected looking at my face. I strode past him before stopping when I saw my under t-shirt had clung to the hinge. I almost yelled in frustration. This damned door! Wasn't 2 months enough to repair itself and stop doing this shit to people's clothes?! I held the urge to scream out and carefully pulled my cloth out of the door but the fucking door wouldn't give it up. "For the love of... let it go!" I yelled out suddenly glaring at the door. "Let me help you." I heard that annoying voice. "Fine! Sure! She's helpless and pathetic! Why not fucking help the poor girl?!" I yelled at him instead. "Are you...no... Are we okay?" He asked cautiously. "Yeah! We are fucking okay! Sorry, do I look fucking mental?!" "No, you don't and we are not." "Yes, we are!" "No. we. are. n
Matilda walked to the door in search of her sister and her boyfriend since they hadn't come inside ever since Isabelle instructed her to go inside only to see a figure standing there scaring her. "Oh, My God!" She yelled jumping as she clutched her chest upon realizing it was Alex. "What are you... what are you doing there?" She asked after a few deep breaths. "I didn't mean to scare you... I'm sorry... I really am." He replied panicking as he waved his hands and shook his head. "Why are you all fidgety? It's fine... I was just startled for a moment. Come in." She said turning around as she walked to the bed. "Woah! This place looks cool." Alex complimented on entering the room. "Thanks... Told you black was cool." "Blah blah blah... I'd still choose Blue over black in the blink of an eye." He replied instead snickering at her. Matilda shook her head and rolled her eyes at him. She looked at him for a while reminiscing the first time she saw him. FLASHBACK She had gone to t
Chris was the first to notice as he looked down at Isabelle who was biting her own lips enough for it to pain her and she would bleed and then cry at the pain. He let go of the man and crouched down by Isabelle gathering her shoulder as she sobbed with her shoulder shaking. "Are you okay? Did he...?" He paused when he realized she was moving her mouth. "Help... He's... harassing..." She sobbed as she looked around at the small crowd looking down at them. "What's going on, dear?" She heard an elderly woman question. Exactly what she needed. She sobbed uncontrollably that the people felt pity for her. She seemed traumatized to them. "Calm down dear. Tell us what he did slowly." The elderly woman repeated touching her shoulder replacing Chris's hand. "Help me... That man is... He's harassing me... I told him to stop but he won't... Please help." She sobbed as she dipped her head looking at her knees. "Bastard! How could you do that?!" The crowd asked raising their voice at the ma
Chris frowned and knew he had to get there but he was still a bit far from her. He needed to do something from there. "Hey move! Sit down!" He yelled frantically as he waved my hands at her motioning for her to sit down. Isabelle leaned forward with confusion written visibly on her face while squinting her eyes and suddenly her eyes widened and she sat down right when the man grazed her arm with the knife. "Psychopath," Chris muttered and threw him a punch making him fall on his butt. "Ouch!" He groaned. "Are you okay?" Chris asked grabbing Isabelle's arm. He twisted her arm to examine her injured arm and didn't notice the man standing up with a murderous look in his eyes. "Chris! Look out!" She yelled suddenly covering her mouth with her hand and her eyes wide open. Chris swerved and grabbed the man's hand before he could strike with his knife. The man struggled to pull his hands out of Chris's bone-crushing grip. 'How dare him to touch our mate?! With his filthy hands?! I'l
ISABELLE I closed my eyes and sniffed in his heavenly scent that I had grown to love so much... I'm addicted. I knew we had to get up now and leave for the pack but I didn't want to leave his embrace... and of course his scent. My mind drifted back to last night as my fingers drew meaningless figures on his chest that was right in front of my face. I... I had no idea what happened last night... Well, yes I do have the memory but it makes no sense to me. Since when has her face turned into people's own and vice versa? It's all frustrating and annoying. I felt a kiss on my forehead making me look up at a smiling Chris. He looked so charming in the morning... Yes yes yes... I love him blah blah blah... Can we move on now? I really can't believe that I, Isabelle am actually fawning over a man who is my mate and my love. I feel giddy thinking of that. But you haven't told him. My mind replied. "Good morning," I said greeting Chris as I grinned totally ignoring my mind. "Morning sun
A/N: Wow! I can't believe I'm done with my first-ever supernatural novel. I had fun writing this last chapter... I hope you did as well. Thank you very much for Reading"Alpha's Gifted Mate." Please drop a comment to let me know what you think about the novel. Also, check out my new novel "Love and Secrets." It's a high school novel.;)) Music Suggestion; Heat Waves by Glass Animals. Love y'all. See you! Stay alive and Healthy! :) ••• After some weeks, Isabelle was discharged from the hospital. Antonio finally told Chris who had attempted to kidnap his mate. After hearing the name, fury was all he felt. What did he ever do wrong to his father? Why was he so keen on bringing misery to him? So bent in hell on making sure he was never happy in his life? What exactly did he do wrong? And then he decided to get his answers then after that, he would kill him. It was enough. All the misery he had put him through was enough. Jacob told him it was because he was a male and also the first
Music Suggestion; Arcade by Duncan Laurence and Fletcher.😉 Three weeks ago. Chris's POV I glanced at the time smiling. Belle should still be at the photo studio. Imagine the look on her face when she sees me. We flagged down a cab and Antonio walked to the cab to check it out whilst the old man, the driver, loaded our luggage into the back of the boot. Since it was a surprise, we decided to take a cab instead of calling for someone in the pack to come with my car and drive us home. Violet? The bitch hadn't even realized we were out of her stupid pack. 'All clear.' Antonio said into the mind link and I nodded at him. I slipped into the back seat and he followed. The old man closed it after us and entered the driver's seat. "Where to?" He asked turning the key in the ignition. "Do you know Maple Leaf studio?" I asked. "Oh yes. The largest building on that street. Who doesn't? It's very famous for the rich people that come and go every day." The man said as he drove out of t
"Oh come on now. Who are you looking for?" I heard making me snap my head to the right. "Your friends? They knew what was best for them and ran away some minutes ago. Just come along." The man said and waved me off. "Shut up," I said and he frowned throwing me a slap across the face. I fell to the ground yet I still clutched the wrapped pictures in my hand. "Boss said he wanted her alive." Someone said in a gruff voice. I looked up at him feeling a metallic taste in my mouth. He looked down at me and I glared. "So? He never said she had to be complete." He replied pushing the first man away. He raised his head to kick me and I closed my eyes to embrace the impact. "STOP!" I heard suddenly and the kick never came. I heard shuffling and then people greeted saying "Boss." I peered one eye open and then the second one at the man crouching in front of me. I shifted a little to the back involuntarily. "Hi there. Don't worry, you'll be safe soon." He said rubbing my hair which I m
"Hi." I greeted smiling at the phone. "Hey. How are you? Bored?" He replied. "Missing you, actually," I said truthfully. "Hey, I know. I miss you too." He replied. "When do you think you'll be back?" I asked pushing the duvet with my hand. "I have no idea. This little monster here hasn't seen us since we arrived here. It's the fucking third day!" He replied and I frowned. "So why ask you to come if she won't act like you're her guests and see you guys?!" I asked and I almost snapped my phone in halves. "That woman sometimes acts like a bitch." He murmured. "Sometimes? She always acts like a bitch!" I heard Antonio's voice and I pursed my lips. "How are you holding up?" I asked. "I'm fine. Just can't wait to get the hell out of here and be with my mate and child. Goddess, I hate this place." Antonio replied and I heard him groan. Well if it was me as well, I would have definitely run away. "Belle? You listening?" He asked and I blinked at him. "Uhh- what did you say?" I as
Chris's POV I smiled at Isabelle and turned around walking into the car. I didn't want to leave and go on this nonsensical journey but I needed it for my pack. If that bitch proves to be stubborn, to hell with her and her help then. Cause I just can't pinpoint the reason why she would only send tickets for myself and my beta. But I was grateful in a way. Her pack is far too dangerous for Isabelle. I knew no one there... There was no one I could trust. And with that in mind, I had Lincoln and Kennedy be her guard for the meantime. I waved at her and Antonio drove off. I looked down at the container in my hand and looked up back. "Stop the car," I said and Antonio immediately stepped on the brake making the tires screech as it came to a halt. "Al-" I didn't wait for him to turn his head or call my name finish as I sprang out of the car running. I saw her turn her head and looked at me. I just stared at her in return. She cried and then jumped me and I hugged her back tightly. G
"Here, I found a picture of them," Matilda said once I moved to her side. "Woah... They look beautiful in this picture. It's perfect for the shoot." I exclaimed. "Then what are we waiting for? Come on come on." She said. I heaved a sigh and walked out of the room after Matilda. She was admiring the picture while my mind was filled with the voices and the seeing me. What in God's name was that? "Do you want to look around the kitchen?" Matilda asked turning around to look at me. "Huh?" "The kitchen. Are you okay? You seem pale." She said touching my forehead. "I'm fine. Let's just go take the picture." I said waving her off. "Alright. If you say so." She replied eyeing me. I gave her a weak smile and when she turned her head, I looked back at the room. Feeling someone's eyes on me. Boring holes into my back as I walked. I immediately walked faster with my heart beating faster. I slammed my nose into a chest as I cussed out. "For the love of mother fucking cheese and rice... O
Dropping the bouquet of white Lily in my hand unto Mother's grave, I saw the same thing already on Dad's own so I dropped mine off as well. Dad always said he didn't have a favorite flower but he liked Mum's Favorite which was White Lily. I stretched my hand and cleaned the dust off the surface of their headstone to reveal the epitaph and their names. HERE LIES MIRANDA SHEFFIELD SMITH, a beloved wife, mother, and daughter. HERE LIES VICTOR SMITH, a loving father, husband, and son. Mutual love, the crown of bliss. I had told them to carve the same epitaph on their headstone. I smiled at Mum's picture before turning to Dad's as well. "Hey, Mum." I greeted. "Hey, Dad." I was kneeling with Matilda holding my forearm beside me. Chris and Alex were standing behind us. "Hi... Your unfilial daughter is here. I know I've been a bad daughter and I'm sorry. I should have brought Matilda here the day she woke up, right? As I said earlier, I know I'm unfilial and I'm sorry." I paused a
"Why did you kiss me?" She asked once I broke away from the kiss. "Oh, you're just teasing me now," I replied crossing my arms. "Why would I do that?" She replied mirroring my action. "Now, there, right there is a tease," I replied pointing at her. She stuck her tongue out at me and giggled. I shook my head and pulled out the next bar stool sitting beside her with my hands under my tilted head. I stared at her and I saw her face turning red. She directed her gaze from the tabletop ever so lightly turning her eyes to look at me. I grinned and she immediately diverted her eyes. "Why are you staring at me?" She asked. "What? You look more beautiful, so I would like to savor this moment." I replied shrugging. "Oh, God. Can you please turn your head? I'm becoming a tomato." "Nope," I replied popping the p. "Chris!" She yelled turning her head to me. I turned her chair so her whole bo was facing me and then grinned. Her eyes met with mine and I lost myself in it once again. "Do
I slipped on my slippers and walked downstairs stopping only when I got to the front of the house. How can she say that? She was embarrassed? Of me? What's there to be embarrassed about? "What's got your pants in a twist?" I heard suddenly making me look at Roxy that leaned in to look at my eyes. "Move away from me," I said rolling my eyes. "Hey, calm down. I don't want your mate going all wolfy or witchy on me. Her scent is like all over you." She replied leaning back. I said nothing and only turned my head to look at another side. "So tell me, wolf- I mean, Christopher... What's got your pants in a twist?" She asked again. I turned my head back to her and was about to abuse her when I bit my tongue. Hold on, she's a girl. Even though she might be old, like really old... She would have experience. "Say, Roxy..." I started and I saw her eyes piqued with interest. "Always love poking your into people's business," I muttered to myself. "I heard that." She said pursing her lips.