Penny! Lol. The woman of the brothel named me after the money they found tucked in my clothes when I was just 3 days old and was left dying at their gates. Wondering what kind of mother, and father do this. Well, I guess the kind mine were. I hate them, they could have placed me in an underdeveloped, or bad orphanage and I would have not complained. But despite that choice, they left me here at a brothel. I strip for a living, attracting customers to the real business of the almighty Alpha of our pack, and everything I do drains me. Try having sex with werewolves, when you are a mere wolfless being and you would know what I mean. But everything changed that night when fate decided to plant before me not one, but two Alphas. One notorious, the other mysterious, and most importantly the future alphas of the Dark Night Pack. One took interest in the shackle pierced on my leg, and the other in the curves of my body, and I don't know how to keep myself away from them. This is my story, of how the shackled, wolf-less being, turned out to be a mate of the two most powerful Alpha's, and it does not end here. I have secrets, secrets too cruel to be true, and my fate too complicated.
View MoreAericBash me in the head with heavy metal, and I will get up hundreds of times to fight - again and again. Physical training teaches you that shit.Makes you strong, ready, and too coercive.What it does not teach you is- what to do when someone bashes you on the inside. Severe. Harsh. To the point that you do not have the will to get up and fight.Mom was the only one that actually acted like she was our parent. Not some trainer, who is turning the animals he breeds into fighters that can conquer wars.Us being werewolves does not help as well.People might expect the alpha kings to be burly, strong, and emotionless. That's not true.
LuciusMy heart is clenching, pushing at my ribcage constricting my breath from coming out.Before leaving the office, I thought I could keep myself together. Turns out it was a faux restraint that spoke, just so I could get up and away to meet Penny.I bet we did not think, we would be seeing her in this position. On the hospital bed. Still seemingly better - holding hands and out of the hell of a club after today.Wrath, jealousy, confusion - every emotion that I keep at bay clouds me.I dont remember a day I was so angry, that I hauled an entire man with just my fingertips. I dont remember a day I was soo jealous, just because I heard my brother’s name instead of mine
AericOne moment I am looking at this gorgeous-cant-take-your-eyes-off- face, and the next moment I am digging into her life history, geography, and even biology to understand why she affects me so much.Or should I rather say us?What is more shocking? No. It is utterly astonishing.Why did I feel a Deja Vu at the words?Whatever?Is that my goody-two-shoes-of-cold-face-brother is as affected as I am? No woman has affected me in that way.Again, no woman was as beautiful as her.I dont know what to say or think, but
LuciusAeric and I sit at the breakfast table, picking at the food rather than eating it. I dont know what is running through his mind. Mine is full of thoughts of Penny.Shocking. No. It is utterly astonishing how I behaved yesterday.Mindless.Drunk.Dazed.Most of it- out of control.It has never happened to me. Not in 24 years of my life as a human or a werewolf. My mate was the only thing I expected to affect me this way. Yet, she is not. Not my mate, and definitely not someone related to me.The last 12 hour
Alpha Damon’s POVThe forest grows darker, the swirls of the wind a color of white smoke penetrating my skin. The winds howl, trees laugh, the birds threaten, and the cold bites with every step I take.The land beneath my feet breaths sinking me deeper and deeper until I reach the end of the tattered black iron gate hoisting crows as the guards, bats as the protectors, and skulls as the deity.“Alpha Damon, the king of the wolves.”, The voice cold and shrieky echoes in the air, the smoky wind leaving my body, entering the gates marking the start of the territory of the witches.“To what do we owe your visit to the witches' territory.”I
Penny POVIt was hard keeping my eyes open when Alpha Aeric started the story about his skydiving experience in Saltamos Village in Barcelona.We have been talking all night. No, Alpha Aeric has been talking all night, and all I and Alpha Lucius did was listen to the story that involved him and his brother.I wanted Alpha Lucius to speak, and tell me about his life. Not that the information Alpha Aeric gives missed them out. It was just that I wanted to hear his voice and look at him for seconds more than stealing a glance.Again not that I did not want to look at Alpha Aeric, but I just wanted to see both of them and see the different twitches on their face mimicking them on mine.
Penny POVCold wind gushed in at the impact of the door against the wall, lugging a serene smell of Lavender and Spice with itself. The room crammed, a mixture of lavender, spice, orris heart, and woods blending in the air.I always heard we could smell a werewolf, but this was the first time I smell them in the air. The air around me felt congested, with the puff of air battling around yet blending in so well to create a symphony. And all I could do was to hold my breath for a second and take a long breath the other. The temperature of the room weirdly rose every passing second, passing an unbearable and squirmish heat down my body. It felt like the heat from a fire. The only difference - I felt the fire inside me and not surrounding me. My heart rammed against my ribcage, creating an incoherent sound of thumps against my brain. Sat in the lap of a silver-haired man, I look at the man with dark hair standing at the door. His chest heaved up and down, his eyes squinting at the reg
Lucius POVA strong smell of moonflowers and night jasmine struck my nostrils, as the bitter bourbon lingered on my tongue. My head immediately shot up looking for the source of the smell, but when Aeric pointed out that he smelled it too my mind went into a whirlwind of emotions. Possessiveness, jealousy, protective instincts, and every bubble of belonging burst in me. It felt like someone was snatching something that was mine. I am usually a composed person, and nothing so far has driven these emotions in me. And besides emotions, I have never felt an eager urge to act on them as well. When Aeric asked me whether I smelled my mate, I said No. Well, it wasn't a lie, but the question also told me that, the someone we smelled is neither his mate. An immediate relief flushed along my nerves at the realization, but when the smell grew stronger and unbearable my head snapped towards the right. There she was standing, the source of the enticing smell. The smell that particularly left m
Aeric's POVLoud R&B music blares inside the club creating a symphony that sways hips on the stage. As Lucius and I enter the club, people freeze in their place eventually bending at their hip and bowing a full ninety degrees. Why not? We are the future Alphas of the Dark Night Pack. Alpha Lucius and the strongest Alpha Aeric, the undefeatable twins.My lips tug at the end lifting up in satisfaction at my own thoughts. You might think I am narcissistic. Well, I won't deny it. When you are as handsome as the Endymion even the moon goddess will fall for your charms. I snort walking behind my brother into the club Delirium with my head held high only to bang into a body before me." Ouch! Look before you stop", I say rubbing the edge of my forehead and looking at Lucius who suddenly stopped in his tracksLucius is a giant- standing five centimeters taller than me at six feet two and with bulky shoulders, he looks like a Greek God. Definitely, less than me - but his heavily built body c
Chapter 1Bright light escaped through the illuminated halo mirrors dusting a silver pixie over the skin of the figure staring into it. Icy blue eyes with an equally cold face reflected inside the mirror, desperately trying to practice the smile the women in the brothel taught her. Every day she diligently practiced hundreds of expressions that could give her cold face some structure. Expressions that can add life to her lifeless face. It was not that she wasn't beautiful. In fact, she was the epitome of beauty. Ice blue doe eyes sat perfectly on her small round face, complimenting her pale skin. Soft plump flesh bounced with a natural pink tint, as she trapped and left them from between her small pearl teeth. Dark brown hair teased her waistline. The bright lights of the room made her look like a goddess, ready to shower her proximity with abundance and happiness, but she was anything but a goddess in the eyes of the people. Penny is a stripper, in the largest club of Dark Night ...
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