Violet’s POV Returning to sit at the Alpha’s table, I felt disappointed about the conversation I overheard, but I didn’t let anyone, especially not Boston, see that disappointment on my face. “I could go get you a glass of Wolf’s bubbly, or a bottle of water if you like?” Boston offered. “No thank you. I think I’ll just sit and rest my feet for a minute.” “Suit yourself! I’ll be right back! I’m gunna go grab a glass for myself,” he smirked before sauntering off. I caught a glimpse of Weston in the distance. He looked upset about something…like he was stewing over it. I quickly looked back to Boston, smiling and pretending to wave softly at him as he walked away. As I relaxed, enjoying the boisterous, happy and frolicking couples all around dancing and drinking and having TOO much of a good time…some of them anyway, I felt Iris come forward. She didn’t say anything and I could feel she was relaxed. Maybe she just wanted to come out more to people-watch with me. A few minutes
Violet’s POV I had no idea! Weston caught me so off-guard that I didn’t have time to even react before I was on the ground and receiving kick after kick of his fury. “Weston, please!” I cried out, begging him to stop. He stopped and I exhaled at the reprieve, praying the worst was over. Just as fast as I took the breath, my reprieve was over. Weston yanked me back up by my hair screaming, “You’ll NEVER be my mate!” Tears welled in my eyes. Pain radiated throughout my body and my stomach felt indescribable. Pains I never thought I could feel were felt in my abdomen. “Please…Weston…I’m your FATED MATE!” I cried out. Weston grew a dark gleam in his eyes at that and a sinister chuckle escaped him, “Fated mate? Fated mate?!” He shook me so hard my head started to spin, then he leaned in and whispered, “How could I ever be FATED to a wolfless, worthless, she-wolf?” And with that, he grabbed me by my hair and dragged me down the hall of the corridor we were in to the bathroom. I d
Weston’s POV I woke up with a killer headache from all the Wolf Spirit’s I drank last night at the ball. Everything began to flood back to me from the night before as I slowly came out of my unconscious stupor. Rubbing my face as I sit up in bed trying to process my emotions, I decide to get up and shower. I was utterly shocked with pure amazement, pride, excitement, lust, and shame. She had been right all along. She had been telling the truth all along. I was just so determined to cling on to the past, that I couldn’t focus on what was right in front of me all along. Evander whined in my head as he also felt the guilt of not recognizing our second chance mate. Then, after the party ended, no one could find her. I knew I hurt her. I knew she was furious. I knew she hated me. I had been trying to force her to reject me this whole time after all. I should be celebrating victory, even if she didn’t reject me for running away. But I wasn’t. I was a fool and I was now alone. ‘
Weston’s POV One Week Later Boston and I were stunned and angered to say the least after figuring out that Violet had outsmarted an Alpha and his Gamma. Not only that, but she was able to run away! It shouldn’t have bothered me this much, to this extent, but it did. I was growing panicked and more irritable to everyone around me. I began to become a hermit of sorts the past week after I realized Violet was a lycan. I started reading more seriously into lycan’s and their history to figure out what makes them so special. If Violet was a lycan, why were no others from her pack lycans? I know their rarity makes them special in and of itself, but before they went nearly extinct, what made them special? It’s been so long since a lycan was seen that even my history books from school wrote about it! That and the fact that lycans could find their mates before their beast ever emerged. I needed to know what kind of a mate the moon goddess had actually given me. Why did the moon goddes
Weston’s POV Weston, My Beloved, My Alpha, My Mate, I love you more than anything in this world. From the moment I met you, you have done nothing but bring me love, safety, and happiness. I have cherished all the times we have spent together. All of it. The good. The beautiful. The bad. And the tragic. I wanted so badly for our love to grow and strengthen our amazing pack! The moon goddess placed us here for each other with a purpose. I realize now, that I am not meant for this realm any longer and that the goddess has bigger plans for us all. I have failed you my alpha, my mate. I am no luna if I cannot bring my alpha the one thing we desire, and he must have to remain Alpha - an heir. Please find comfort in knowing that you have my blessing and you must produce an heir to protect us all! All I ask is that you please ALWAYS protect Morana in my absence. She is a weak omega wolf. At least give me this solace? I trust and believe in our bond and in you, Weston, my beloved. Al
Violet’s POVOne Month Later As my phone’s alarm begins to blast unapologetically on my night stand, I hit the button to silence the alarm. I sat up rubbing the sleep out of my eyes as I glanced at the time on my phone: 7 AM. Then the date glowing above the time on my clock struck me breathless with a moment of realization; today, Weston and I would have been taking over as the Alpha and Luna of the Mercury Pack. A massive celebration to commemorate the day had been lavishly planned out by Luna Mercy prior to our mating ceremony. The thought sends a jolt of guilt flooding through the mate bond unintentionally. I had done so well to block out the connection to Weston for so long already, how could I have slipped up with something like this?! I had grown so used to having the wall up from the moment Weston and I mated, that I never thought about it. The only time I had to focus on making sure the block remained was when I had a strong emotion overcome me, which the guilt had been
Thank the goddess that I knew better than to stay in one place for too long! I put my new apartment into my mother’s name, knowing no one would be looking for or keeping an eye on my mother and what she was doing. Alpha Dickovan hardly ever gave my mother the time of day, except when we were in front of others. He treated her like shit behind closed doors but pretended to dote on her in front of everyone just to show off how beautiful his Luna was to make other alphas jealous. Mom never hid that fact from me. She wanted me to always see him for what he was, even if she couldn’t change our circumstances. I hurriedly closed the door to the car, slinking down into the seat as I saw the two men come barrelling down the stairs and straight towards the same area I was parked in. “Shit, shit, shit!” I whispered to myself as I prayed they didn’t see me…or SMELL me for that matter! They began running and one was on the phone. “Alpha! We caught her scent! She’s been in the apartment b
"You will marry the Alpha heir of the Burning Moon pack before next month."I quietly watch as the packhouse buzzes with activity as my stepfather’s command continues to engulf my troubled thoughts. It’s just a few days shy of my 18th birthday, but they aren't preparing for my birthday. They are getting ready to welcome the Alpha and Luna of the Burning Moon pack, along with their Alpha heir.A month ago, my step-father, Alpha Donovan, arranged a marriage contract between the Alpha heir of the Burning Moon Pack, Weston Mercury, and I. I have never met him before. As a diplomatic pawn, that was my biggest value as the Alpha's step-daughter and the daughter of the previous Alpha. Casually summoned to his office, my step-father unceremoniously called me into his office to condemn me to a future with the unknown, and, with a commanding tone, informed me of this fact without giving thought to my wishes or hope of waiting for my fated mate. Summoning up my courage, I tried to question th
Thank the goddess that I knew better than to stay in one place for too long! I put my new apartment into my mother’s name, knowing no one would be looking for or keeping an eye on my mother and what she was doing. Alpha Dickovan hardly ever gave my mother the time of day, except when we were in front of others. He treated her like shit behind closed doors but pretended to dote on her in front of everyone just to show off how beautiful his Luna was to make other alphas jealous. Mom never hid that fact from me. She wanted me to always see him for what he was, even if she couldn’t change our circumstances. I hurriedly closed the door to the car, slinking down into the seat as I saw the two men come barrelling down the stairs and straight towards the same area I was parked in. “Shit, shit, shit!” I whispered to myself as I prayed they didn’t see me…or SMELL me for that matter! They began running and one was on the phone. “Alpha! We caught her scent! She’s been in the apartment b
Violet’s POVOne Month Later As my phone’s alarm begins to blast unapologetically on my night stand, I hit the button to silence the alarm. I sat up rubbing the sleep out of my eyes as I glanced at the time on my phone: 7 AM. Then the date glowing above the time on my clock struck me breathless with a moment of realization; today, Weston and I would have been taking over as the Alpha and Luna of the Mercury Pack. A massive celebration to commemorate the day had been lavishly planned out by Luna Mercy prior to our mating ceremony. The thought sends a jolt of guilt flooding through the mate bond unintentionally. I had done so well to block out the connection to Weston for so long already, how could I have slipped up with something like this?! I had grown so used to having the wall up from the moment Weston and I mated, that I never thought about it. The only time I had to focus on making sure the block remained was when I had a strong emotion overcome me, which the guilt had been
Weston’s POV Weston, My Beloved, My Alpha, My Mate, I love you more than anything in this world. From the moment I met you, you have done nothing but bring me love, safety, and happiness. I have cherished all the times we have spent together. All of it. The good. The beautiful. The bad. And the tragic. I wanted so badly for our love to grow and strengthen our amazing pack! The moon goddess placed us here for each other with a purpose. I realize now, that I am not meant for this realm any longer and that the goddess has bigger plans for us all. I have failed you my alpha, my mate. I am no luna if I cannot bring my alpha the one thing we desire, and he must have to remain Alpha - an heir. Please find comfort in knowing that you have my blessing and you must produce an heir to protect us all! All I ask is that you please ALWAYS protect Morana in my absence. She is a weak omega wolf. At least give me this solace? I trust and believe in our bond and in you, Weston, my beloved. Al
Weston’s POV One Week Later Boston and I were stunned and angered to say the least after figuring out that Violet had outsmarted an Alpha and his Gamma. Not only that, but she was able to run away! It shouldn’t have bothered me this much, to this extent, but it did. I was growing panicked and more irritable to everyone around me. I began to become a hermit of sorts the past week after I realized Violet was a lycan. I started reading more seriously into lycan’s and their history to figure out what makes them so special. If Violet was a lycan, why were no others from her pack lycans? I know their rarity makes them special in and of itself, but before they went nearly extinct, what made them special? It’s been so long since a lycan was seen that even my history books from school wrote about it! That and the fact that lycans could find their mates before their beast ever emerged. I needed to know what kind of a mate the moon goddess had actually given me. Why did the moon goddes
Weston’s POV I woke up with a killer headache from all the Wolf Spirit’s I drank last night at the ball. Everything began to flood back to me from the night before as I slowly came out of my unconscious stupor. Rubbing my face as I sit up in bed trying to process my emotions, I decide to get up and shower. I was utterly shocked with pure amazement, pride, excitement, lust, and shame. She had been right all along. She had been telling the truth all along. I was just so determined to cling on to the past, that I couldn’t focus on what was right in front of me all along. Evander whined in my head as he also felt the guilt of not recognizing our second chance mate. Then, after the party ended, no one could find her. I knew I hurt her. I knew she was furious. I knew she hated me. I had been trying to force her to reject me this whole time after all. I should be celebrating victory, even if she didn’t reject me for running away. But I wasn’t. I was a fool and I was now alone. ‘
Violet’s POV I had no idea! Weston caught me so off-guard that I didn’t have time to even react before I was on the ground and receiving kick after kick of his fury. “Weston, please!” I cried out, begging him to stop. He stopped and I exhaled at the reprieve, praying the worst was over. Just as fast as I took the breath, my reprieve was over. Weston yanked me back up by my hair screaming, “You’ll NEVER be my mate!” Tears welled in my eyes. Pain radiated throughout my body and my stomach felt indescribable. Pains I never thought I could feel were felt in my abdomen. “Please…Weston…I’m your FATED MATE!” I cried out. Weston grew a dark gleam in his eyes at that and a sinister chuckle escaped him, “Fated mate? Fated mate?!” He shook me so hard my head started to spin, then he leaned in and whispered, “How could I ever be FATED to a wolfless, worthless, she-wolf?” And with that, he grabbed me by my hair and dragged me down the hall of the corridor we were in to the bathroom. I d
Violet’s POV Returning to sit at the Alpha’s table, I felt disappointed about the conversation I overheard, but I didn’t let anyone, especially not Boston, see that disappointment on my face. “I could go get you a glass of Wolf’s bubbly, or a bottle of water if you like?” Boston offered. “No thank you. I think I’ll just sit and rest my feet for a minute.” “Suit yourself! I’ll be right back! I’m gunna go grab a glass for myself,” he smirked before sauntering off. I caught a glimpse of Weston in the distance. He looked upset about something…like he was stewing over it. I quickly looked back to Boston, smiling and pretending to wave softly at him as he walked away. As I relaxed, enjoying the boisterous, happy and frolicking couples all around dancing and drinking and having TOO much of a good time…some of them anyway, I felt Iris come forward. She didn’t say anything and I could feel she was relaxed. Maybe she just wanted to come out more to people-watch with me. A few minutes
Violet’s POV Sitting at the Alpha table, I sat back happy to give my feet a brief moment of relief. Weston acted like his pants were on fire the minute we “played our part” in front of everyone long enough. He couldn’t wait to drop me off here and run off to his omega. I sat in the corner of the ballroom sipping my glass of ice water, feeling lonely and abandoned once again. I never felt so alone as I did in that moment looking all around me at the abundance, decadence, and happy pack members indulging in the pleasures surrounding them and not one person here was someone that even saw me. I was invisible to them all the moment Weston was not by my side. ‘Who cares if they don’t see us. We’re better than all of them anyway. If we’re invisible, it will be even easier to escape this place when we do!’ My heart fluttered and almost dropped into my stomach after hearing the sultry words coming from someone that was definitely NOT me, in my head! ‘You’re back!’ I was so happy to hear
Weston’s POV “Please welcome the newly mated couple, the future Alpha Weston Mercury and Luna Violet Mercury!” My father bellowed out to the entire congregation of pack members, neighboring pack alpha’s and dignitaries. Violet and I gracefully descended the stairs from the balcony entrance to the ballroom. We used our grand dining hall for all of these kinds of events, which is why my mother designed it to be in the center of the entire packhouse. This room is where everyone comes for pack gatherings so she designed the space into a multipurpose room for large balls, galas, events, celebrations, ceremonies, and the likes while also serving the pack daily for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. This room serves as the heartbeat of our pack and I’ve always felt most comfortable within its confines. I just hoped that Violet would eventually figure that out and choose to make herself more present around here. I know she spends most of her time with Boston, hiding out in our library. I’v