Kiana - "I am Lucas Randall. Alpha of the whispering shadows pack. Would you like to join my pack?" His voice boomed.I blinked, feeling the night's breeze caress my skin. The risks were high, and Lucas's offer was almost too good to be true. I couldn't take the chance of him finding out who I really was because it could flare up rivalry..I politely turned down Lucas's offer. "Thank you, Alpha Lucas, but I'd rather walk by myself. I don't want a pack."His smirk deepened, amusement glinting in his eyes. "Interesting," he mused, his voice a low rumble that resonated with the authority of an alpha."But every lone wolf, especially one as young and beautiful as yourself, is vulnerable. What is your name, lone wolf?"I paused, my gaze exploring the starry expanse surrounding us. I could not reveal my real name."Anya," I said, my voice firm. "I have always been a rogue wolf since my parents died. They were also rogues like me."Lucas's smile held a knowing edge. "Anya," he repeated, t
Dion I awoke as usual; the days passing with an uncanny routine after Kiana's disappearance. I continued with the routines that defined my existence, preserving the picture-perfect Alpha persona.Reports came in, business partners were met, and worried directors were given advice from experts. In the afternoons, I was always on time for meetings, and I was happy with how they turned out, which was up to my high standards. Even the extra worry of border disputes didn't interest me much; I just watched what was going on without feeling like I had to get involved. It all seemed pointless and unimportant.When I returned, Gary, my butler, offered apologies and bowed deeply, sensing the disappointment in my gaze. He had found no leads about Kiana's disappearance. I reiterated my command to find them, uninterested in hearing excuses."But, my Alpha-" he began, but I cut him off, dismissing his failure. "It's simply impossible for anyone to disappear without a single trace."I closed my ey
Kiana- I was lying in bed, and the soft light in the room took me to a dream world where the past came back to me like a vivid memory. I was standing in front of the packed school's enormous gates as a five-year-old. My platinum blonde hair was in ringlets around my face, and my eyes were a strange shade of purple.I saw the scene play out. Before I went into the schoolyard, I paused. My small hand held the strap of my backpack. The sound of laughter filled the air. But the laughter turned to whispers when the other kids saw me as the new kid who looked different."Look at her hair! Is it even real?" One child sneered, triggering giggles from the others.I felt a knot tighten in my stomach, trying to shrink away from the prying eyes. The teasing continued, making me feel even more self-conscious. I took a deep breath, reminding myself that I was strong and unique. That's what Mum told me. "Hey, purple eyes! Are you a vampire?"Another child called out, causing the laughter to escal
"You're doing great," Lucas said in a low voice. "A natural at this."I was itching to yell at him. I was feeling more like a trophy Lucas had earned. The trio of girls turned to go. I turned to talk to Lucas, but once more there was an interruption. For the following thirty minutes, this continued. Everyone who came up to us gushed about me and mentioned my relationship with Lucas multiple times. By the time the last one arrived, I had met so many people that I was overcome with names."I'm sorry, I need some air." I turned and ran outside, still feeling the eyes on me.I paced on the front porch. I debated going for a run or at least back to Lucas's house, but I didn't know the way and would likely get lost. When the door behind me opened, I didn't look, knowing who it was.Lucas remarked, "So that didn't go as planned. Please hold me responsible. I ought to have given you a head-up, or at least made them space it out.""Warned me that everyone thinks I'm your new mate?" I asked, fe
Lucas -From the edges, I watched Kiana fight against her opponent with a mix of interest and disappointment. She wasn't as graceful as a trained fighter, and every move she made showed that she wasn't good at fighting. Even my beta, James, who is always quick with a sharp statement, couldn't help but say something about how badly she did."She's such a hopeless amateur," my beta scoffed, a tone of mockery colouring their words.Even though I knew Kiana wasn't very good at fighting, seeing how weak she was shocked me. It was time to put a hunch I had had for a while before the test. My strongest fighter was told to step forward and fight Kiana with a subtle signal. James raised an eyebrow and seemed to doubt my choice, but I gave him a confident nod.As the warrior closed in on Kiana, her struggles became more pronounced. Her attempts at defence seemed feeble, and it was almost painful to watch. I remained composed; however, my eyes focused on the unfolding drama. This was a crucial m
Kiana -Lucas's revelation left me in a state of bewilderment. Silver wolf? The words echoed in my mind. "I had no idea," I admitted to Lucas, my voice carrying a mix of awe and confusion.Lucas, the alpha of the pack, nodded understandingly. "It's a lot to take in, Anya. The silver wolf lineage is rare, and you're one of the last of your kind. Your abilities are unique, and we need to nurture them."He studied me intently, as if gauging my reaction to this newfound truth. "I'm going to conduct a special training programme for you. Your strengths are too precious to waste."I looked at him. Special training? It was an opportunity, but also a responsibility. I nodded. "Thank you, Lucas. I'm willing to do this," I replied, determination flashing in my eyes.He nodded in return, a sense of approval in his gaze. "Good. We'll begin the training soon."I wondered: Who were my actual parents?My origins were unknown; the pack had taken me in as a pup. The revelation of being a silver wolf
In the Storm Pack, Alessia found herself the target of Dion's anger.It all started when Dion summoned Alessia to his office. The air was thick with tension as Alessia entered, her usual air of confidence momentarily shaken.Dion fixed her with a stern gaze. "Alessia, why haven't you ordered the pack's school equipment?"Alessia struggled to find her words as she stumbled like a cat in an unexpected downpour. "Equipment, huh? I did not know that was my responsibility."Dion's irritation was palpable. He leant forward, his eyes narrowing. "Alessia, take your duties seriously. I don't want to be bothered about the pack's daily affairs.""I will take care of it, my alpha." She said it with forced tears in her eyes. "I am trying my best, Dion. It's difficult."Dion looked more annoyed. "I understand it may not be easy, Alessia, but as a deputy, Luna, you must learn to handle your responsibilities efficiently. The pack relies on you to ensure everything runs smoothly."Alessia's frustratio
Kiana -I enjoyed working at the antique shop. Mr. Thompson was delightful to work with and had a vast knowledge of antiques. He always took the time to explain the history and significance of each item, making every day a fascinating learning experience. It was also the time when I could be myself, away from my messed-up life."My Thomson, can I leave early today?" I asked the old man."Sure, dear. Do you have a date?"I chuckled at Mr. Thompson's assumption. "Not exactly, just dinner." Lucas had invited me for dinner, and I couldn't refuse."Ah, to be young again. Enjoy." Mr. Thompson smiled warmly, his eyes twinkling with nostalgia. As I left the antique shop that evening, Lucas was waiting for me. His eyes widened in surprise as he took in my appearance. I felt a bit out of place in the sheath black dress borrowed from Meg."Wow, Anya, you look incredible," Lucas complimented, admiration clear in his voice.I mumbled a thank you. Lucas offered his arm, and I took it, curious abo
Kiana -Mr. Thomson stood in the centre of the room, his gaze shifting between me and the new arrival with a furrowed brow. It was hard not to feel the strain in the air; it was as if the air itself was holding its breath, ready for the eventual clash."Do you know him, Kiana?" Mr. Thomson's voice cut through the silence like a knife.My gaze flickered briefly towards Mr. Thomson before settling on Dion."Yes," I replied quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. "I do."Without waiting for further prompting, I turned on my heel, gesturing for Dion to follow me. He fell into a step besides me, his posture tense as we made our way outside into the cool night air.Once we were a safe distance from prying ears, I turned to face Dion, arms folded tightly across my chest. "Why are you here?" I demanded, my voice laced with a hint of defiance.Dion's eyes narrowed, his gaze locked on mine. "And why did you leave?" he shot back, his tone sharp with accusation.I bristled at his words, a flash
Dion -I gripped the steering wheel with a ferocious intensity that made my knuckles white. Anger seethed beneath the surface, a potent mix of frustration and resentment. Kiana was there, but she had slipped through my fingers once again.Alessia's incessant crying from the passenger seat only served to stoke the flames of my rage. Each wail felt like a dagger piercing through my already thin patience."For the love of Luna, Alessia, can you please just shut up?" I snapped, my voice laced with irritation.A trembling whimper temporarily replaced her crying. "I'm sorry," she stammered, fear evident in her voice. "I just... I just wanted to give you a good time.""A good time?" I scoffed incredulously. "I never asked for a 'good time'. Just do your duties and stay out of my life."Alessia recoiled at my harsh words, tears welling up in her eyes once more. "But... our mums were best friends," she pleaded, desperation colouring her voice. "You should take better care of me, Dion. You owe
Kiana - The constant beat of the club filled my senses, and the bright lights gave the writhing mass of people an alien glow. As I stumbled through the crowd, I was hazy with colours and memories that were all over the place.Lucas's frown deepened as he observed the erratic nature of my movements, recognising the telltale signs of my wolf taking control."Lucas!" I slurred. "Take me home. Please."Lucas, sensing the urgency in my plea, approached with a determined expression. "Sure thing, Kiana. Let's get you out of here."Without waiting for further explanation, Lucas wrapped a steady arm around me, guiding me away from the chaotic dance floor. The thumping music faded as we navigated through the crowd, the cool night air offering a brief respite from the intensity inside. The mingling scents of the city night overwhelmed my senses in the alley behind the club. I leant into Lucas, my grip on him tightening as my wolf struggled against the haze of intoxication."Lucas," I whispered,
Dion -Reluctantly, I stepped out of the sleek, black car, and my eyes scanned the vibrant neon lights adorning the entrance of the pulsating club. Alessia followed suit. She had insisted on a night out like the old times. I had no idea why I had agreed to her demands.The noise level inside the club was crazy, with people dancing and laughing and the music pounding. The smells of booze and sweat mixed, making an offensive smell that annoyed my already sensitive feelings. I agreed to go with Alessia, but I really didn't want to. For me, the bars were no longer appealing; instead, they left me with an ache that wouldn't go away.As we found a dimly lit corner to settle into, Alessia ordered a couple of drinks. I leant back, trying to blend into the background, my attention fixed on the swirling lights above. My mind, however, was a tempest of conflicting thoughts.Alessia, sensing my detachment, nudged me gently. "Loosen up, Dion. We're here to have fun, remember?"I forced a smile as
Lucas -I couldn't help but feel pleased with Kiana's progress after that night. Although Kiana had expressed her concerns about moving too fast, I refrained from joining her in the bedroom again. I decided to sleep on the couch until she indicated otherwise.The couch wasn't comfortable, and as I rose early, I took a shower and brewed some coffee. Sitting down in my office, I reviewed the extensive list of items everyone needed from town that day."Good morning," I greeted James as he walked in."So, how are things with Kiana?" James's voice sounded oddly excited."None of your business," I replied, injecting a playful tone."Come on! We want details. She seems like a strong woman. She will make a great Luna. Did you mark her?""I'm starting to understand why she thinks I'm moving too fast. No more spreadin
Kiana -"That's awful." I reached out and grabbed Lucas's hand. "What happened next?""I forbade her from returning or ever coming back to my pack again. Life didn't have the same flare as it once did. I couldn't have any free time, or I would start thinking about her and have this black pit form in my heart, so I did the unthinkable. Started working really hard.""What happened to her?""Well, her boyfriend, or lover, was a pack warrior. He was punished by his alpha for having an illicit affair with Luna. Both of them were thrown out of their pack.""So they became rogues ?" I asked."Yeah," they became rogues and were forced to fend for themselves in the wilderness. She tried to contact me a few times over the first few months. I didn't open her
Alessia sat at her vanity, her reflection distorted in the mirror as she angrily brushed her long hair. The room was filled with the scent of a special perfume she had acquired from the oracle, a fragrance meant to bring forth the blessings of fertility."Damm it, why am I not getting pregnant?" she muttered angrily, her hands gripping the brush tightly. She sighed, staring at herself in the mirror.Although Dion had warmed up to her, their intimacy remained a rare occurrence. He was always busy with the pack. He returned home late, often drunk, and his thoughts seemed haunted by Kiana.Alessia felt her patience waning with each passing day.The door creaked open, and Dion staggered into their room, his steps unsteady and his movements sluggish—a familiar sight for Alessia. She took a deep breath, swallowing her frustration, and immediately pasted a smile on her face as she approached him."Hey, Dion," she greeted, her voice a delicate mix of concern and forced cheerfulness. "How was
Kiana - "Your mate?" I asked. He nodded solemnly, his eyes filled with regret. Lucas took a deep breath, his eyes reflecting a blend of vulnerability and determination. "Kiana, I need you to know my past," Lucas began, his voice steady. Flashback: A Mating Ball Lucas - The mating ball dazzled with bright colours, a vibrant display that brought werewolves together in search of their destined mates. As I navigated the bustling crowd, my eyes scanned for someone to share my life with and complete the intricate puzzle of my destiny. And then, there she was—standing in the corner with a shy smile gracing her face. Our eyes met, and in that singular moment, I knew she was the one I had been searching for. Lisa, was beta from Dark moon pack, her eyes sparkling with intelligence and kindness. A warmth radiated from her that drew me in, and as our gazes locked, the mating bond ignited, a force that bound us together for eternity. "Hi, I'm Lucas." I introduced myself to the beauty stan
Kiana - Getting cleaned up felt like an eternal task. Just when I thought I had wiped away all traces of the previous night, another dried spot emerged, stubborn and inconspicuous. My hair, a tangled mess, proved to be a nightmare to brush and clean. What I was doing felt unfair. Lucas was awaiting the arrival of a mate who deserved to be the one to initiate sexual activity with him. Guilt gnawed at me; I was just like Alessia, snatching another man away from his mate, even if he had not found her. I couldn't bring myself to ruin someone else's chance at finding a soulmate. Besides, I had lied to him about my identity.We had no future. Eventually, Lucas would find his mate, and I would be left alone. Life, it seemed, was inherently unjust. After getting dressed, I returned to my room, and the tantalising aroma of bacon filled the air.