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
"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.
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
It was so cold. I felt my pulse quicken as I felt my feet imprinted on the grounds of broadway. The air thickened around me as I began to run quicker than I use to before. They were running after me in their wild forms. My canines brushed against my lips as I felt they getting closer to me . The moon was crimson red. Bones cracked as I shifted into a devilish looking werewolf. I dashed my way out of the woods. The others did not stop, they continued their chase as if I was the only lone wolf in the universe. They have been trying to hunt me down for over four years now. However something was different , they were faster, sharper and stronger. The alpha must have sent great warriors. I guess my blood was precious enough for him to send this great warriors. My heart pumped blood. Shallow breaths made their way out of my lungs. My limbs were sore from all the running. I wondered how much longer I could run away from them. It has been over 6 hours now. I was exhausted. The sun has droppe
Sun shone through the thick clouds as I made my way through the pavements of Broadway. The city was large but the population continued to overgrow because of the population of more werewolves . The morning scent of fresh, warm cakes made its way to my nostrils and I took in a deep breath.It smelled delicious and alluring but I could not get it for myself so I stepped ahead and walked into the building.I glanced at the time - perfect. I was not late. "I'm Clara Darwin and I'm here for the interview for the position of the marketing manager," I said to the receptionist. She nodded her head and picked up the phone resting beside her.A few words uttered out of her mouth and then she closed the call."Mr. Jameson is in his office. It's on the sixth floor to the right," she responded with a smile on her face. I nodded my head and stepped inside the glass elevator that took me to the sixth floor.The building was large but I'm was amazed. I was thankful for landing on a good interview af
The hideous howls echoed through the woods for the rest of the evening. I stayed indoors as the blood moon appeared on the pitch-black sky. The woods were closeby to my apartment. I kept pretending not to notice the wolves nearby and the night overall. I didn't want a mate. And I was sure of that but my wolf yearned for a touch - a touch that belonged to our mate.I stood by my kitchen and watched the water boil. My phone started to ring and I picked it up."Hey, how are you?" Sarah asked. "Are you at work?""Nope and I'm good. What about you?""I'm good too. Do you have any plans for tonight? I feel like going clubbing but only if you're up for it!" she asked."Not tonight, hun. I can't leave my room,""Why?"“It’s the blood moon.,remember!""Oh," She trailed off, sounding surprised. "I almost forgot. So, you haven't gone out the whole day?""No, I did go out in the morning but came back quickly. I have no intention of stepping out of my room,"Cindy laughed, "But you might just fin
Unable to move, I froze underneath his wolf as I tried to get a control of my thoughts.No. No. No. This couldn't happen. This was all a mistake. I wasn't supposed to be out here. I wasn't supposed to meet my mate.The strong black wolf backed away from me, allowing me to stand on my own.My claws dug inside the mud as I looked up straight at him. Who was this man? The aura surrounding around him was stronger and more vicious compared to Mr. Jameson. It came to me as a shock as I came into realization that he was the Alpha.I was mated to the Alpha - that one male I had been running away from, that one male that tried to kill me on a dozen occasions - I was mated to him.Fuck me.The wolf in front of me snapped and shifted into his human form. Underneath the moonlight, he leaned down and pressed his hand against my furry body.It was at that moment I lost myself in his eyes. His hair was jet black, messy but still tamed. He had a stubble beard that hid his sharp jaw. Oh, those lips. T
"We will be requiring a new marketing strategy for one of our new products that we will be releasing in a few months." Mr. Jameson handed me over the files. "Here are all the details you'll require for the process. You have a team along with you so this should be pretty easy. Use your creative mind!" he further continued to explain. He stood a short distance from me but defiantely more taller than me. I narrowed my eyes down to the papers he had given me.After everything that went down on the blood moon, I decided to stay here and continue with my life. Why should I leave anyway? The Alpha wasn't aware of who his mate was, he only knew bits like the color of my wolf whilst I knew everything about him - or things I needed to know. I was panicking for absolutely no reason.But worse of all, I had touched myself while I was drunk.I opened my mouth to speak to Mr.Jameson but his phone started ringing. He raised his finger in my direction before picking up the call. I rocked back and fo