The flush on my cheeks was visible and every inch of my body was embarrassed that I had given into Martin.Denying the feeling I felt wasn't going to help. It was amazing. He left the washroom grinning and feeling proud whilst I was shaken. He wasn't wrong when he told me that I was giving in to every male that made me feel different.Maybe it was just the male wolves or the heat.I wasn't ever like this."What happened? Did I mess up something?" Sarah asked, standing up from the couch she had been seated on for the past couple of minutes. Martin was long gone and it was just me and Sarah for now."No, it's fine.""Where did he go?" she peeked into the dark hallways but found nothing. "Is he gone?""Yes, he has some work so he won't return." I said, snapping my fingers in front of her. "You can't flirt with him or even like him, Sarah.""Why not?" she asked, furrowing her brows together. If I were in her place, I'd do the same--captivating brown eyes, a mysterious soul and a handsome f
Someone knew.And that someone was John, the male I despised the most among everyone around here. It came to me as a shook when he told me that he knew that Martin was my mate. I had been careful all along and tried to avoid any mistakes that would reveal it."How do you know that?" I questioned, backing away from him.John wiped the blood off his lips and stood up with a smile curling on his lips, his laugh tormented me, "What makes you think that no one will know your little secret?" I was in a moment of shock, frozen and unable to move, I stared at him with disbelief as he continued, "For fuck's sake, I was with Martin at the night of mating, a little far but I saw the wolf. And, just to my surprise, a few days later, we found a rogue and that was you""You didn't tell anyone, did you?" I inquired, wanting to know more. Martin would have acted differently if john had told him that I was his mate but it seemed like he didn't."Of course not!" He explained, moving his attention towar
My back was aching with all the whipping Martin had done my insides started to quiver with excitement. He walked around in circles, trying to control the temptation that was clear in his eyes while I sat on the ground, against the bed frame, afraid of what he’d do next. He stepped towards me, got down on his knee and raised my chin. “Are we clear now?” He asked. A smile tugged on my lips and I scoffed at what he asked, “if you think that a little whipping is going to force me to stop killing John then you’re in the dark because I’m going to do what I have to do too.” I blurted out when the wolf inside me finally left me alone to my thoughts. What are going to do ? Beat me again. You can’t kill me and you know that. "Don't test me, Clara." He said, licking his lips. "I have told you earlier than I don't kill female wolves but that doesn't mean that someone won't do it for me." Challenges. I liked them, "Try your best and you'll fail just as you failed in controlling me. I will a
"Ah, my favorite man. It has been a while now, Martin." Beauty said, swaying her hips and approaching me. Energy hummed through her as she threw her hands on the air to hug me. I quickly leaned in for a hug and then moved back. "What does the big man wants?"She asked."Nothing. Just here to clear my mind," I replied, looking around the bar that was fairly filled with humans getting drunk and enjoying themselves. It had been a while since I last drank alcohol in a bar-a very long time."Who dare to mess up with your mind?"She asked, welcoming me inside her bar. "Grab a seat. Whoever it is, I will make sure you'll forget it by the time you leave this place."Beauty worked as a bartender in a bar that her husband owned. They both were wolves and members of my pack.The Wooden Inn was a small bar that I often visited when I was young. It was a place close to my heart and beauty was a good old female friend. Her husband recently passed away due to chronic issues and at his funeral was th
After a few more martini's, I was a little tipsy as expected but not drunk. The world was still clear in front of me and Clara's words were loud in my ears. For years, I was proud of my title and the way I had gotten it but for the first time ever, I wasn't-not anymore. Being an Alpha was my pride but today it felt like it was my shame.There were two females I was pissed at and beauty didn't question anything regarding about my mate or Clara after I had politely asked her not too. I wanted to avoid thinking about either of them."More?" Beauty asked, appearing in front of me."Nah, I think that's enough.""You're barely drunk, Martin." She reminded me."I know but I have to drive back home and you know the alcohol kicks in after a while for us," I replied."Don't you want anyone? To warm your bed tonight?" She asked, in a flirting manner. Since her husband died, she went completely crazy and it could be seen but I wasn't bothered by it. As long as my male wolves were kept happy, I wa
Strange noises followed inside the house and I got off the bed to check what was happening outside. It was almost one in the morning when I heard voices of a man and a woman. The last I remembered was that no females lived in this packhouse. Who was this woman?I threw a silk robe over my body that had been covered with a pain relief cream. After all that whipping, I needed something to calm down the pain and I could only find a cream lying around the house.I stepped outside my room and looked on the either side of the hallway. It was empty yet there were voices. The packhouse was in silent mode the past few hours. I didn't see Martin again after I told him all that truth he needed to hear.He didn't say anything, although, I feared for my life since then. I wanted to apologize and take back my words before he snapped my neck with his bare hands.He could do that, couldn't he?I tied my robe and walked outside of my room, leaving the hallway and entering the living room where I found
There was a fear of being killed and then there was a fear of being unveiled infront of Martin-I couldn't let either of that happen. Martin wore a smug grin on his face and so did John. These men were going to be the death of me.I shook my head, "I'm not going to fight John," I announced, making myself real clear. John knew exactly what he was doing. Fighting against him would force me to reveal my wolf and that's exactly what he wanted. He knew that I wouldn't shift and that would make me vulnerable to his wolf and at the end of the day, he'd win by killing me."I don't care. You are going too," Martin said, folding his hands and flexing his biceps. I looked away. He smelled like a female and it was that wolf-girl he bought last night to the packhouse. It made me jealous.He was mine.Focus."And, if I don't?" I asked, raising my brow and challenging him. "Then, I will force you,"I opened my mouth to say something but James cut me off, "She doesn't has to, Alpha.""You don't get t
When John hurt Clara, I felt an ache growing inside my chest, as if he had hurt me instead of her. The swift pain weakened me for some absurd reason that I couldn't understand. I loosened my fists and was ready to conclude the fight but then Clara shifted for the first time ever in front of me.My breathing came to a halt as I saw her her wolf. The flashes of the night of mating appeared in front of me and it struck me like a hundreds and thousands waves of disquieting dazzles-she was my mate.Clara.Fucking Clara.Her wolf was the exact same wolf that I had met with on the night of mating and during that time there was only one unmated female in the woods and that was her.Of course.Once Clara turned into a wolf, she launched at John and within a second, his wolf was on the ground, bleeding to death. She didn't kill him but instead glanced at me and then ran away."No, no!" I yelled as I watched her disappear. "Take him in and patch him up," I said to Daniel who was standing beside
The two-hour sleep provided me with the comfort I was looking for. I woke up with an agonizing pain between my legs. Groaning, I sat up straight against the headboard and found Martin away from the bed. It was almost morning and it seemed like he hadn't slept."What are you looking at?" I asked.He lifted his head and glanced, "Nothing," I heard a click before the phone on his hand was switched off and thrown over the table. "Nothing you need to worry about,"I grew more concerned, "What is it?"Martin didn't answer me. "Nothing,"I hopped off the bed and grabbed his hand before he could scurry away, "Tell me,""I was informed a weeks ago-before everything happened, that there was a gathering of the werewolf council in Queens," He replied, narrowing his eyes down and grabbing his phone again.Queens was a city nearby, also filled with werewolves.It was ruled by the werewolf council and the elders who resided there. Most of the laws and punishments came from them, the oldest and smart
"Another vision?" The bed creaked as Martin rose and asked.The blood drained from my face as I placed the cold glass of wine back on the table before standing up."No," I huffed, "Just a nightmare," Philip was the terrible nightmare I had seen tonight after seeing George and everyone.George and I were of the same age but he was never forced into any training. He went to school whilst I was dragged away from it. Davis not only ruined my mental health but he also came between my studies.He crushed my dreams and hopes. It wasn't just his fault.It wasPhilip’s fault as well and that bastard was long dead."Come here," Martin said, lengthening his arms.I mustered up courage and got over the bed to lay beside him. His arms curled around my body that was only covered with a thin, satin robe. I placed my head over his chest and tried to remove the terrifying images of Davis and Philip."What happened?""Just a nightmare,""What was it about?" His low, raspy voice was a music to my ears.
When we returned to the entrance of the packhouse, I found a few people standing outside with the guards beside them. I moved aside from Martin and looked over at them."George?" He turned around and looked at me."Clara?"I laughed, grabbing him and hugging him tightly, "What are you doing here?""Didn't you say that we could come here?""Oh, yeah, I forgot."I stopped smiling when I heard a growl behind me. I looked behind and found Martin, not really happy."This is George, we used to study together when we were children and he was my best friend then." I explained to Martin before he assumed anything else."Is that all?"I nodded my head, "Yes,"Okay, I will be in. Let me know if you need anything," Martin said before walking inside the packhouse and ignoring everyone's existence.I was grateful to get my old pack members inside his packhouse and Martin showed a nice gesture to me by agreeing. The packhouse was barely filled, only unmated wolves stayed here."Oh my god, is that yo
It was early in the morning, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping and the cars were honking at each other. It was relaxing to live in the city. The air was a little polluted but still fresh to me.I found myself wandering around unknown streets. There was a cafe to my left and a saloon to my right-both I've never seen before. As I walked further, I sniffed out a sweet and floral smell of the flower shop resting by the corner.Daisies.They were my favorite- just perfect in smell. I dragged in a few deep breaths and smiled before turning away from the daisies. It had been long since I last saw them."Would you like to get some of them?We just got them in," A woman walked outside of the floral shop and asked me.A wide smile spread across her face and her eyes shimmered with happiness.What was happening?"No. I was just looking at them. They are beautiful," I replied, running my finger through the white petal. They were soft upon touch and even though I wanted them, I couldn't
Martin stopped and skimmed over his owns word. That elder wasn't wrong when he said that Martin was a direct descendant of the Redwood Brothers."I come from the same bloodline," He finally blurted the truth out.I-leaned forward, excited. I was mated to a fucking royal. "So, really? How many of you are there?""Everyone's dead," He rumbled."What?""My family were the last ones of the Redwood bloodline, we were directly related to one of the brothers and we didn't have any cousins, so, it's safe to say that everyone is dead.""But, you're alive!" I exclaimed, confused."You should be glad," He shot a wink at me and I sat back straight."No one knows that you're from the Redwood bloodline," Martin took another gulp of his wine and continued, "Yeah, I've kept a secret or two. My family didn't want anyone to know either as the Aries Brother's only objective is to kill us, all and my parents feared them.""Oh," I breathed, realizing that this was bad.Horrible.If Martin was the only on
After being marked, I escaped in the bathroom to clean up myself as Martin had ruined my clothes. It had been a few minutes and I couldn't find the courage to see him again. Listening to the water hitting the tiles bought me the comfort I was looking for. My heart stopped racing and I-leaned against the warm, wet wall of the bathroom, my thoughts still spiraling. What had just happened? Did Martin claimed being in love with me?My hands slicked across my bare body, feeling the heat of the shower and the bathroom. Gathering my thoughts, I closed my eyes and twisted my hard nipples around my finger. The mark on my neck stood obvious but the reasons behind it were unknown. It wasn't necessary to mark your mate again.Maybe Martin just wanted to bruise me.My eyes snapped open and a low gasp escaped my throat as Martin walked inside the bathroom, naked. As soon as he got under the water, I wrapped my hands around his head and puckered out my lips to kiss him. "You were taking too long," H
The ride back home Broadway was steady and smooth. I slept halfway and woke up a few hours later by Martin who took my hand and pulled me out of the car when we reached the packhouse. It was early in the morning, the sun peeked through the thick clouds, promising a bright day ahead of us.Everything was over. It was all settled.Everyone from the Golden eagle pack were going to settle down in Broadway, under me, as their Alpha and so were my parents. Over that,Davis was dead.I yawned and stretched before going inside, "I'm going to go take a shower," I whispered, stopping beside Martin. "You should sleep,""Yeah," he sighed, his eyes racing around the packhouse. We barely spoke about anything during the car ride as I was sleeping for the most of the time and Martin wasn't willing to spill anything about his parents or his past. "I've some work so I will see you later," My mouth dropped as his tongue slipped inside, awakening me entirely. I curled my fingers around his hair and gave i
"I know it sounds crazy_"Martin grabbed my shoulder and tugged me forward, "It is crazy,Clara. There are a lot of rogues here, and I cannot danger my own pack by bringing them to the city.""Please, just for a while a few months.They won't harm anyone, you have my word. They can be a part of my pack if they want to be. It's my family, Martin." I begged. I couldn't leave them all here, without anything."Fine but if anything goes wrong, you'll pay the price and you know the ways I like payments." He whispered in my ears before backing away.I squealed in joy and jumped on him,"Thank you," The scent of his hair and his cologne calmed me down and took away all my worries. "I'm going to go talk to the elders.""Fine, I will be around. Give me a call when you're done," He kissed my lips and then walked away.I turned around and peace blinked at me, still at the same spot where I had left him, "So, you're an Alpha now?" He asked, breaking the embarrassing silence."Yes and I'd love to hav
The snow was thick on the roads but Martin managed to drive through it. The parks were empty, and there were no children playing or giggling. There was a supermarket open and that's where Martin stopped his car and walked out, his features hardening with cold. I stepped out along with him, worry drenching my thoughts as I moved through the snow and entered the supermarket."It's closed!" The man yelled, slamming his counter shut and grabbing his bags. I recognized him, he belonged to Golden eagle, Mr. Andrew, it was his supermarket. "Mr. Andrew?" I asked, approaching him.He raised his head and looked at me, his eyes burning into mine, "Clara ," he breathed, remembering me."Yeah, it's me. Do you know where my parents are or peace?" I asked him."They are in the mayor's office," Mr.Andrew peeked through my shoulder, his fear rose when he found that Martin was standing behind me. "Along with the others," He continued."Thank you," I gave him a smile and turned around to leave with Mar