Alpha Darius
Just when I thought that it was all over after I had thought that there was certainly no need for me to find my mate, anyone after searching for her for years and not finding her, the elders of the pack decided to break back the past pain that turned me into a cruel Alpha.
I had to find a mate and bring an heir before I could continue with my reign. My face squeezed into a frown.
I had given them way too much power. If not, they would not have the guts to spit those damn words out of their mouths.
But at another thought, I could kill all of them, just with one pronunciation but then, it was going to tear the pack apart into fragments and it could not be Heard that the strongest pack was having problems.
I was so confused for the first time after so many years and I didn't know what to do. That was the exact reason that I left the back for this party.
But even when I was inside, I was just way too restless. The music, the air, all of that was just way too annoying for me and for that reason, I came outside ready to leave.
And it was at this point that I caught the scent.
My heart almost jumped out from my chest as I Walked over to her, the Alpha princess of the blue-mooned pack.
"Mate!" The words shot out of my mouth.
"Mate?" She returned to me but it was more like she was questioning me or did she not perceive the scent or her wolf was dead.
I had heard a lot of stories of werewolves having dead wolves.
"Did you feel the mate bond?" I inquired, staring right into her eyes.
"I did and so?" She inquired and now, I realized exactly where she was trying to head to. Or I was just making things up in my head after what happened and after searching for my mate for a Long time.
She would not even dare to reject me. I was the strongest Alpha in all werewolf packs and a common she-wolf, daring to reject me. The thought of it was not even possible.
"Mate." I returned to her and I could feel the mate bond gradually building up inside of me.
"You are so unromantic." I heard my wolf, Dake, saying inside of me.
"Shut up and let me have a pleasant moment with my mate will you," I growled back inside of me
"Our mate precisely." He added but I didn't care.
I returned my gaze to her and I was about to hold her hands but she pushed my hands away from me.
"I am sorry but I don't need a mate right Now. I am fine just the way that I am." She returned to me and a gasp escaped from my lips.
"What? Are you rejecting me?" I Inquired.
"Yeah. That's the perfect way to do it. We shout "go our separate ways." She returned to me and walked away.
I stared at the void that she had created for a while. If I was going to go after her, I was going to do something really dangerous to her and I had to clutch my hands
I turned around slowly and began to Walk away. "You fool. Are you just going to back out from your mate just like that?" I heard my wolf saying.
"And what should I do? Go over to her and plead with her? I am the Alpha and if anyone sees me doing that.."
"But you need her more than she needs you."
"Shut up and let me think, will you? I am going to make sure that she accepts me but this time, she will do so on her knees in tears."
"Can't wait to see how you are going to do that.." my wolf Dake said to me.
While I continued to walk away really pissed off, I saw someone walking towards me and when I looked closer, I noticed who it was
It was the Beta of the pack but he wasn't just the Beta, he was also my childhood friend.
"Alpha Darius, I was beginning to get worried as to your whereabouts." He noted but I didn't spit out a single word out of my mouth.
I noticed that she stared at me and he noticed that something was off but he could not place his hands on it.
"Alpha, what's wrong? You can talk to me." He inquired.
"I found my mate but she rejected me." I summarized everything and his lips fell apart in a gasp.
"What!!" The words shot out of his mouth.
"And who could that be that could Reject the great Alpha?" He Inquired.
"The Alpha princess of this pack," I informed him but then, there was a long pause.
"She already has a mate. How come you are also her mate?"
"I don't know but all I know is the fact that I am going to make her mine."
"But from what I know about those Duo, they are madly in love with each other." He noted and my grip tightened even more.
"And am I supposed to care? This is a fight and I am certainly not going to back out from it. Let's see who wins." I announced it to him.
Ariel I realized that now my half-sister and her lover wanted to kill her, now I had to save my life and ran away from there. When I was running away from the forest, there I was stuck with Alpha Darius Clive and I ask him for help. I was very frightened my legs were shivering. I was so scared."Why are you running so fast," he asked me surprisedly."They want to kill me, will you help me in saving my life," I asked him curiously."Why do they want to kill you"? he stunned."Actually, Gulther want my pack that is why he did so" I am not telling him about my rebirth, it’s a big secret."Why does Gulther want this?" he was stunned again and secretly happy that now she disliked Gulther and will be his mate happily."I don't know, but he betrayed me, he loves my sister, and he killed my senior pack members, now I am determined for revenge." I was determined."Ok, I will help you in your revenge. You will get your pack again. But you stay with me in my pack. In my pack you will be saved"
Were they connected to the dead woman?"Get her out, please?" Her body hit the window again, and I recoiled.Selkie hung his modest robe on a hook at the entrance to the water, wrapped himself in a seal skin and dived into the ocean. A few seconds later we saw him swimming through the strong tide, pushing his body against the square hatch in the floor of the bar. It was held in place by a magical membrane. Ocean nymphs and other water fairies could cross back and forth, but the water never crossed the barrier.He pushed the body towards the entrance. Leaning forward, I grabbed it and pulled. She slid a few meters across the floor before rolling onto her back.Milky eyes looked up unseeingly. Her body turned blue and swollen. Bloodless incisions exposed muscles, ligaments and organs. The cuts were torn. Who knows how long she stayed in the water. Her wounds may have been the result of being hit by rocks or by sharks. Their size, though... the thought of my own clothing-hidden scars fl
A real demon just tried to kill meA black stone pendant dangled from his wounded arm. I can’t explain, but in the absence of a pendant around my neck, my head immediately began to throb. I will need to restore it. At the first opportunity, I will repair the pendant and put it back around my neck. I was little when my mom pulled out the jewelry tools and made it for me and made me promise never to take it off.Even after a hot shower, I couldn't stop shaking. Later, pulling on my warmest sweatshirt and burrowing under the covers, I dreamed of a cup of cocoa and a hand to hold on to. Instead, I fell into a restless sleep as my mind replayed past and present traumas.And now we'll join this nightmare that's already begun. The sheets wrapped around my kicking legs, and I fell back into nightmares. Rain splashes on the untouched marble headstone. Bridget Corey Quinn. Beloved Mom.I hear voices whispering, but I can't take my eyes off my mother's death certificate. Sobs get stuck in my che
Clive gave me vampire bloodThe kraken would trap its victims, keeping them docile while it devoured them. Closing my eyes, I padded towards the exit. Tripping on the bottom step and swaying forward, I hit my knees on the steps, straightened up and ran upstairs. I almost fainted when I hit my head on the immovable guard blocking the entrance. My defenses were set on me. None of my defenses could deny me. And yet, as I understood, running my hands over the solid barrier of protection, one of them refused. I screamed and pounded on her."Open! Open!" She didn't give in. I was trapped.Tunnels!Cold sea water hit me much sooner than it should have. By the time I got back to the bar, the ice-cold water was up to my waist. Without opening my eyes, I made my way through the water as quickly as possible and headed for my apartment.I stepped on the bottle and it rolled, dropping me into the rapidly rising stream. With difficulty, I tucked my legs under me and stood up. The water was up to m
He softly touched my cheek with his fingers"Ha. I figured that a succubus would rather act as a stripper or prostitute.""Every day you learn something new."“She did that too. Says she likes it better when married businessmen in town hold conferences.” He shrugged. “Don’t ask me to explain how to trick men on a gun hunt…" Clive cleared his throat.“Behind warm relationships of a carnal nature,” Dave paraphrased."Can I go talk to her?"It was a delicate balance, a desire to feel connected to Clive, not a desire to make it obvious that I leaned on him. It was difficult to explain. He treated me like I was capable of it, but just in case, he kept his shoulder at the ready."You? No. We? Maybe." Dave stopped drumming, a thoughtful look on his face."Will you come with me?" I asked, breathing a sigh of relief. “Don't be offended by your kindred, but ll feel better if you cover for me when I face the demon." As much as it scared me, my life and home were in danger. Intimidating, not inti
You are Princess ArielThe corner of her mouth turned up. “I don't blame you. Not for me either. So, if not rings, how can I help you?"I put my hand in my pocket, but hesitated. Should I give my pendant to some strange supernatural to have it repaired, even if Owen recommended it? Someone tried to kill me, and this woman gave off a strange reptilian smell."Trust issues, huh?" Nodding, she pulled up a chair and sat down. “I am Koko, at your service. Now, since you're a she-wolf living in our beautiful pack... if your scent is any indication of that... I'd guess you're Sam, the owner of the Killed Sheep." With a wink, she asked, "Did I manage?""You've never been to the Killed Sheep. I would remember." Her presence was soothing, which helped calm my nerves."Thanks for the compliment, and no, I wasn't. I quit drinking many years ago, and I read on my tablet. My brother knows someone who works there, so I heard about it." Leaning back, displaying superior strength and balance, she took
Did it happen again?Not wanting to bring the wolf to Koko and my pendant, I decided that I was safer at home and turned the corner. As soon as the wolf was out of sight, I started jogging. I quickly got to the Presidio, but then the path changed. Almost between one step and the next, the bright sunny day faded. Huge trees blocked the light, plunging me into unnatural darkness. Turning around in search of the Presidio through which I had just passed, I found nothing but tall ivy-covered trunks and vine-covered undergrowth blocking my path. As if I turned into Middle-earth.A screech and movement in the nearby bushes made me move again, quickening my pace. Yellow eyes burned, small sparks of light in the dark branches. I ran, trying to overtake my surroundings. Was it like the Kraken?Intimidating, not intimidated. I had to find a way out. A vine wrapped itself around my ankle, pulling on my leg and causing me to collapse onto the forest floor. Wet, fertile ground covered in branches
Lost pendantGlass dust gleamed in the slanting rays of the sun falling through the window.“I had nothing when I was sent here after the attack. Nothing but clothes on me and a pendant around my neck. Marcus sent me to live with Helena, a witch friend of my mother's.” Holding Coco's hand on my knee, I asked what I needed to know. "Was my mother a witch?""I didn't know her, but magic shares harmony with you." She shook her head. "I do not know how to explain it. I see magic, but mostly hear it. The spells in the pendant sound feminine. When you told me that your mother gave it to you, of course I thought so. You share the same magical harmony. A lot of love and fear went into making this pendant. Your mother was worried about protecting you.” She glanced down at the carpet for a moment, lost in her thoughts. "How did she die?"“She…” I paused, trying to remember. I forced myself to remember, but nothing happened. "I don't remember." How could I not remember?"Were you very young? Di
The both of us ventured to Coco's quaint and welcoming shop, a place filled with the comforting aroma of incense and the soft tinkling of wind chimes. It was a sanctuary of serenity amid the chaos of our enigmatic quest, a place where we could share our deepest concerns and seek solace in each other's presence. Coco greeted us with a warm smile as we entered her shop, sensing the gravity of our visit. We settled into the cozy nook by the window, surrounded by shelves adorned with mystical trinkets and ancient books. With a blend of unease, I began to recount the unsettling visions that had plagued me – the spectral girl, the waterlogged bodies, and the nightmarish river. Coco listened attentively, her eyes filled with empathy and understanding, as if she could feel the weight of my experiences.
Amidst the disorienting maelstrom of her vision, as Sam was inexorably drawn closer to the enigmatic river's depths, she glimpsed a figure emerging from the shadows. It was the same ethereal girl, the one she had encountered before in her unsettling dreams and visions. Her presence was as eerie as ever, a haunting specter in the nightmarish tableau. The girl's features remained elusive, obscured by an otherworldly aura, and her eyes held a depth of knowledge that seemed to transcend time and reality. She watched Sam with an inscrutable expression, her presence both disconcerting and strangely familiar. As Sam's journey down the dark river continued, more macabre elements of her vision began to manifest. The waterlogged bodies that had previously appeared in the waters of her bookstore bar now floated eerily around her, their lifeless forms suspend
Further into workout time at the bookstore bar, I stood behind the counter, gazing out of the window as the last traces of daylight faded into the evening. The tranquil atmosphere of my shop was shattered once again when I heard a scream. I rushed to the window, my heart pounding, and my worst fears were confirmed. There, in the dim twilight, I saw the silhouette of a lifeless body floating in the water. Dread washed over me as I realized that Randy wasn’t the one behind the rape and killings. He must have been sent if bodies keep appearing Tears welled up in my eyes as I realized that whoever was after me wouldn’t quit torturing innocent women. Anguish and rage coursed through me, but amidst the turmoil of emotions, I knew one thing for certain – I had to find the person responsible for this sinister chain of events. My mind raced as I tried to connect the dots, searching for any clues or patterns that would lead me to the elusive enemy. I retraced the moments leadin
As I waited anxiously on the couch, I knew I didn’t have to worry about forgetting anything. Clive always had everything meticulously prepared for me, down to my underwear. The thought of his thoughtfulness brought a small smile to my face, even in the midst of my fear. When I heard a knock on the door, my heart leaped into my throat. The uncertainty of whether it was Gulther or Clive sent shivers down my spine. I hesitated, frozen in fear, until my phone buzzed with a text from Clive. Relief washed over me as I read his message, confirming his presence at my door. I rushed to the door and swung it open, my heart pounding. Seeing Clive’s familiar face filled me with a mix of emotions—relief, gratitude, and a deep sense of trust. I hugged him tightly, feeling safe in his embrac
The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across Clive’s face as he lay beside me. I watched him sleep for a moment, his chest rising and falling with each peaceful breath. The world outside felt distant and unimportant in this fleeting moment of tranquility. My fingers traced the contours of his face, memorizing every detail—the strong jawline, the delicate curve of his lips, and those piercing, crimson eyes that had captured my heart. I marveled at the way love had brought together two beings from opposite sides of the supernatural divide. As I leaned in and gently kissed his forehead, Clive stirred, his eyes fluttering open to meet mine. A soft smile graced his lips, and he pulled me closer, our bodies entwined in the warmth of the sheets. In that embrace, we forgot about the complexities of our respective worlds—his as a vampire and mine as a werewolf. All that mattered was us, here and now. But, as it often happens, the peace was abr
"Sam, I can't even begin to imagine what you've been going through," Clive said softly, his words filled with empathy. "But I want you to know that I'm here for you, no matter what." His unwavering support was a source of comfort, and I found myself opening up to him about my fears, my doubts, and the unsettling suggestion of black magic that Coco had introduced. Clive listened intently, his presence on the other end of the line a lifeline in a sea of uncertainty. After discussing the nightmarish vision and Coco's insights, Clive made a suggestion that surprised me. "Why don't I come over, Sam?" he proposed. "It might be easier to talk in person, and we can explore this black magic idea together." I agreed to his suggestion, feeling a mixture of relief and anticipation. Hav
In the nightmarish vision that held me captive, the boundaries of reality and unreality blurred further, leaving me ensnared in a grotesque and surreal landscape. The relentless figures, their forms twisted and nightmarish, closed in around me like vengeful spirits hungry for my torment. Every attempt to move, to escape the paralysis that bound me, proved futile. The weight on my chest was an invisible vice, crushing the breath from my lungs, and my limbs remained immobilized, as if shackled by unseen chains. Panic coursed through me, and I could feel the cold sweat on my brow as I struggled to regain control over my body. The whispers grew louder and more insistent, their words now forming a sinister narrative that echoed through the twisted void. They spoke of ancient curses and malevolent entities, painting a chilling picture of the supernatural forces that held sway over this nightmarish realm. The erratic flickering of the neon lights above cast eerie, dancing shad
Coco's story had cast a shadow over our conversation, leaving a lingering sense of unease in its wake. Her eyes held a mix of compassion and concern as she leaned closer, her voice lowered to a hushed tone. "Sam," she began gently, "I know it might sound unconventional, but considering what you've been through, have you ever thought about exploring the possibility of using black magic to find answers or to protect yourself?" Her suggestion hung in the air, a palpable shift in the conversation's tone. I hesitated, my thoughts a tumultuous whirlwind of doubt and uncertainty. The idea of delving into the arcane and the unknown was both alluring and terrifying. Coco, ever the persuasive friend, began to share stories of individuals who had turned to such practices as a last resort, finding
In the days that followed the unsettling events and revelations, my life settled into a somber rhythm, marked by a cautious return to a semblance of normalcy. Before I resumed working at my bar, there was a period of introspection and support from my friends. Each morning, as the sun cast its gentle rays upon my apartment, I would awaken to the gentle sounds of the city outside my window. The memories of my recent ordeal still haunted my dreams, leaving me with restless nights and moments of reflection in the quiet hours before dawn. My days were often spent in solitude, grappling with the myriad emotions and unanswered questions that swirled within me. The city outside buzzed with its usual activity, yet I felt detached from the bustling world beyond my doorstep. The weight of the pendant's mystery and the looming threat of unseen adversaries cast a shadow over my every thought. Throughout this period, Clive, Dave, and Dr. Underfoot remained unwavering pillars of supp