AmarisMaxon stays quiet as I relay my story, his face remaining expressionless, which is as irritating as all heck, because I can’t even begin to tell what he’s thinking—for all I know, he thinks I belong in a looney bin—and with how I grew up, maybe I do—but that’s not the point at the moment. The point is that I’m pouring my heart out to this relative stranger and I’m getting absolutely nothing in return.“So, after opening a gorge in the earth and then finding myself surrounded by a pack of wolves, I took off. It was all too much.”“So, let me get this straight,” he says, biting his full bottom lip as he considers his next words. “You had a twin brother. Your wolf has a snow-white coat and you have powers?”“I know. I sound crazy, but it’s the truth.” I say, preparing myself for him to laugh in my face, but he doesn’t. He grins, but it isn’t in the way I was expecting. It’s not condescending.“I believe you.” He simply states, completely taking me by surprise.“Y—you believe me?”
Amaris It’s been a week since Maxon and I had our moment out in that field and I still can’t wrap my head around it. The draw between us is undeniable. It’s not as strong as the pull towards Kenton, but it’s definitely still there, and that fact alone confuses me. I mean, I have a mate. So, why am I drawn to someone else? The back of my neck prickles with the feeling of being watched, but I don’t have to turn and look to see who it is. It’s him. It’s always him. He watches me just as much, if not even more, as I watch him. Because I do watch him, even when I don’t mean to. I’ll be thinking about something, not even paying attention, and then the next thing I know, my eyes are locked on him and I’m tracking his every movement, analyzing everything about him. When he watches me, it doesn’t appear to be out of curiosity, but because of the pull. The longing that I find in his eyes when I catch him looking is clear as day. He doesn’t know that I have a mate. No one knows that
Amaris This is getting totally too weird! First Maxon and now Zach? What on earth is going on?From beside me, Zara glances toward Zach and then back at me, a look of shock on her face. “Zach!” she gasps. “What about Rayna! I thought—You know she has been waiting forever for you!”Zach tosses his sister a frown. “I don’t know why! I have never looked twice at her. So, whatever it is that you thought, you’re wrong.”With a shake of her head, Zara argues, “No! That’s not true and you know it! What about—”“Zara!” Zach snaps, interrupting her. Then growls, “That is enough!” Although she is clearly irritated and confused with her brother, I also feel confusion, and maybe even a little resentfulness toward me, coming off Zara. Which irritates me because I have done nothing to give him the impression that I have interest in him in anything other than a friend.Without casting a second glance back in either of our directions, she huffs and then changes into her wolf form, bolting away and i
!!Trigger Warning!!The following Prologue Contains acts of sexual violence, self-harm, and assault. Reader discretion is strongly advised.Skip to Chapter One if being triggered is a possibility.-----------------------------------------------------------------------PrologueIt's my eighteenth birthday and instead of celebrating, I'm standing alone in the pouring rain, shivers racking my body as I watch the casket being lowered down into the ground, my heart shattering as I say goodbye to the only person that I have ever been able to rely on in my whole life. Where do I go from here? Is this my life? Destined to be alone forever?My brother, Axel, and I grew up bouncing around foster homes, one after another. No one ever wanted us, at least that was how it always seemed. We almost had a family once. The Montgomery's had told us they wanted to adopt us. God, we were so excited. We were finally going to have a family. A place to call home. But then a few days later, all of our d
Amaris"Now, if everyone would turn to page 253 of their texts, we will begin,” our teacher says, trying to gain our attention over all of the noise of students chattering. Instead of paying attention, I lay my head on my desk, not caring in the least about this class, or school altogether. I'm only here so that I can finish my education, get my diploma and leave this godforsaken town and these godforsaken people.I begin to feel itchy, achy, and restless again. It's a feeling that has been happening off and on since I'd first woken up this morning and is one that I don't understand. It's like my skin is crawling and my entire body feels like I've been run over by a MACK truck, and I'm So. Damn. Tired. Maybe I'm coming down with the flu. Outside of the itchy, restless feeling, which is the closest thing that I can think of to describe this feeling.I hear the door to the classroom swing open, and a shiver racks my entire body, the scent of sandalwood, earth, and something else that I
KentonI sit back and watch her from a distance as she stays by the creek, likely trying to work through this new revelation.I want to be there, desperately, to help her figure all of this out. But, she clearly needs to do this on her own.'I don't like this,' my wolf grumbles, wanting more than anything to go to our mate, to help her—to be close to her now that we've found her. He's desperate to be with her.How had she been right in front of my face this whole time and I not have any idea? I question, She's gone to the same school as me for the last six months, and not once did I get any indication that she was mine. Did she just recently turn eighteen?'I don't like it either, but from her reaction, she didn't know that she had been anything other than human. She needs time,' I tell him, hoping to placate him.'She's beautiful,' he says, admiring his mate. I'm surprised that she's a white wolf—they're incredibly rare—basically unheard of. Not to mention, typically our wolf's coat
Amaris When I wake next to the creek, darkness has taken over the forest save for the moon peeking through the treetops. Getting to my feet, I decide that I should probably try to find my way back to town. Although, it will likely prove difficult since I'm not familiar with these woods.'I got you,' the voice in my head says.'How?' I ask, curious.'Give me control and I can scent our way back,' she tells me as I begin walking away from the creek.Not far from where I had lain, hidden by a bush, I stumble across the black wolf who had been chasing me earlier. He'd been watching me.The thought makes me uncomfortable since I hadn't picked up on his presence, but my wolf speaks up, bringing me some comfort.'He means us no harm, and if he had, he would have taken us having been asleep to his advantage.''But how can you be sure?' I ask as I give the wolf a wide berth, walking as quietly as a field mouse, determined to not wake him.'Because he is ours, as I already told you,' she says
Kenton'Everything go okay with the she-wolf?' My best friend and future beta, Asher asks through the mind link as soon as I've dressed and fall into the driver's seat of my car.'Yeah.''That was crazy. I can't believe she almost wolfed out right in the middle of class,' he says, laughing likely at the memory. 'Did you know? I wonder which pack she belongs to.''No, I didn't,' I tell him as I put the car in gear and begin pulling from the lot, heading toward our pack lands. 'And I don't know that she has a pack. I got the impression that she didn't even know that she was a wolf.''What?' He asks, shouting through the link. 'What are you going to do about her?'Sighing, I run my hands through my hair, 'I've got to talk to my dad.''Woah, man,' he says, sounding surprised. 'You're going to the alpha?''I have to,' I tell him as I turn down an all too familiar gravel road.'What? Why?' He asks, 'Why not find out more about her first?''Because...,' I say, hesitating to say the next part
Amaris This is getting totally too weird! First Maxon and now Zach? What on earth is going on?From beside me, Zara glances toward Zach and then back at me, a look of shock on her face. “Zach!” she gasps. “What about Rayna! I thought—You know she has been waiting forever for you!”Zach tosses his sister a frown. “I don’t know why! I have never looked twice at her. So, whatever it is that you thought, you’re wrong.”With a shake of her head, Zara argues, “No! That’s not true and you know it! What about—”“Zara!” Zach snaps, interrupting her. Then growls, “That is enough!” Although she is clearly irritated and confused with her brother, I also feel confusion, and maybe even a little resentfulness toward me, coming off Zara. Which irritates me because I have done nothing to give him the impression that I have interest in him in anything other than a friend.Without casting a second glance back in either of our directions, she huffs and then changes into her wolf form, bolting away and i
Amaris It’s been a week since Maxon and I had our moment out in that field and I still can’t wrap my head around it. The draw between us is undeniable. It’s not as strong as the pull towards Kenton, but it’s definitely still there, and that fact alone confuses me. I mean, I have a mate. So, why am I drawn to someone else? The back of my neck prickles with the feeling of being watched, but I don’t have to turn and look to see who it is. It’s him. It’s always him. He watches me just as much, if not even more, as I watch him. Because I do watch him, even when I don’t mean to. I’ll be thinking about something, not even paying attention, and then the next thing I know, my eyes are locked on him and I’m tracking his every movement, analyzing everything about him. When he watches me, it doesn’t appear to be out of curiosity, but because of the pull. The longing that I find in his eyes when I catch him looking is clear as day. He doesn’t know that I have a mate. No one knows that
AmarisMaxon stays quiet as I relay my story, his face remaining expressionless, which is as irritating as all heck, because I can’t even begin to tell what he’s thinking—for all I know, he thinks I belong in a looney bin—and with how I grew up, maybe I do—but that’s not the point at the moment. The point is that I’m pouring my heart out to this relative stranger and I’m getting absolutely nothing in return.“So, after opening a gorge in the earth and then finding myself surrounded by a pack of wolves, I took off. It was all too much.”“So, let me get this straight,” he says, biting his full bottom lip as he considers his next words. “You had a twin brother. Your wolf has a snow-white coat and you have powers?”“I know. I sound crazy, but it’s the truth.” I say, preparing myself for him to laugh in my face, but he doesn’t. He grins, but it isn’t in the way I was expecting. It’s not condescending.“I believe you.” He simply states, completely taking me by surprise.“Y—you believe me?”
AmarisI jolt awake; the urge to get out of here is all-consuming.What is going on? I ask, the need for answers just as strong as the need to bolt.‘Something—' she begins but then stops, as if reanalyzing whatever is making us feel this way. Then, suddenly, panic surges throughout my entire body as she states, ’Mate! Something is coming that will put him in danger. We cannot go to him yet, we must prepare.’Again? I question, wondering what I’ve gotten myself into and if this guy even knows the meaning of keeping himself out of trouble. We have to prepare, now?’Yes, now!’ She states, urging me to get a move on. ’There is no time to waste!’Knowing that there isn’t any point in arguing any further, I get dressed and then quickly but quietly make my way through the pack house, intent on not waking any of the other people who are more than likely still asleep—much like I would still like to be—especially with our keen sense of hearing, which, with my human upbringing, is something tha
Kenton“Fuck,” I growl, my head throbbing as I try to pry my eyes open, the overhead sun too bright. “What the hell happened?” I mutter to myself, not expecting any sort of an answer in return.“It feels like we fell off of a fucking cliff,” Asher groans from somewhere close by, prying my eyes open, I find that he’s laying on the ground a few feet away from me, with Boone not far from him on his other side.I look around at our surroundings, not paying attention as Asher crawls over to Boone and tries to rouse him. A cool evening wind blows around us, kicking up fallen leaves along with the scent of something unmistakably familiar. Reaching out, I grasp ahold of a handful of leaves and bringing them to my face, inhaling deeply. The scent of earth is the first thing that I recognize, but underneath that is that familiar mouthwatering scent that I would recognize anywhere. ‘Mate’, my wolf growls, thrusting himself to the forefront just as I begin scenting the air around us more thoroug
AmarisWe cover the distance back to the pack quickly, so quickly that to my still trying to acclimate mind, it shouldn’t be possible to cover so much ground in such a short amount of time. By the time Glendon meets the four of us at the tree line, the sounds of the battle fought are long gone and are now replaced by the painful cries of the wounded, and the anguished wails of those who lost friends or loved ones.Glendon’s appearance is broken and full of sorrow-as the Alpha, he feels each loss on a level that only other Alpha’s who have also experienced loss can understand.The streets that, just yesterday were filled with kids playing and families enjoying time out in the sun together, are now littered with the bodies of both friends as well as those that attacked them.“Dad,” Zach says, coming up to his father, but the Alpha merely holds his hand up to stop him. It’s only by that action that I realize that his entire body is shaking. Looking at him closer, I take in his closed, pi
AmarisAs we make our way back toward the Midnight pack lands, I finally dredge up the courage to ask Zane something that’s been bothering me since we left Kenton. *How did you know who Kenton was?*He turns his sandy blonde head in my direction, his blue eyes appraising as if he’s trying to figure out if I’m trying to hide something. And I guess I am, but I’m not going to let him know that.He chuffs, then turns to face back forward again. Part of my alpha training is to know who all of the Alpha’s and upcoming Alpha’s are in all packs, as well as their beta’s.That makes sense. So, you knew who Asher was too? I ask, curious.Yes, he says simply. Then, without another word, he runs to catch up with his siblings, leaving me behind to ponder my thoughts.After seeing Kenton today, and now knowing more about shifter life, and having come to grips with the fact that I too am a shifter, I can’t deny that I’m drawn to him. That I feel things for him I’ve never felt towards anyone else be
AmarisAs I close the distance, I shift back to my human form, smoothly transitioning from running on four paws to two feet. It’s been less than twelve hours since I first got the feeling that something was wrong, but I still fear at what I’m going to find when I make it to the Range Rover.Climbing up between trees, I wind my way over to the driver’s side and lean down, looking into the window to see if there is any sign of life within the vehicle.Gasping, I quickly pull the door open, Kenton’s large body falling out onto the ground with the action.“Kenton,” I shout, moving to stand over him just as I hear the other three pulling the two more doors open.“There are two more in here,” Zach calls, his voice echoing slightly in the cab.Crap! Crap! Crap! I mutter over and over again as I try to find the pulse in Kenton’s neck. “Oh, thank Christ!” I say with a relieved sigh when I find a strong pulse beating against my fingertips.“He’s alive. I think he’s just knocked out,” I say as
Amaris “Ugh,” I groan as I land on the dark gray mat covering the floor of the gym within the training grounds. “Come on, Princess,” Zach goads, knowing that I absolutely hate that nickname. “If you can’t stay on your feet while fighting me, how do you plan to take on our enemies, or any other threat?” “Fuck you!” I snarl as I flip, landing back on my feet and immediately charging him, launching into a roundhouse kick, barely holding back a laugh as he drops to the floor with a groan of his own. Ever since early this morning, something has felt off, like something is wrong, but I don’t know what. My wolf has said nothing, but I know that she has retreated to the far recesses of my mind. Kenton. His name echoes through my mind, just as it had early this morning when the feeling hit me out of nowhere, but I wonder if the thoughts of my mate have something to do with my wolf’s longing to be with him. I’d dreamt of him after finally falling asleep this morning, but it was more like