I twirl around on the bed to find Dane's intent focused on me. My lashes draw further apart and I wasn't dreaming cause there he was, staring at me with a look I can't quite place my hands around.
I pull the covers over my head to hide away from his gaze. But he yanks the cover down a little and when his face comes up to my view again, there is a smile on it.
"Good morning, sweetheart." he greets, pulling me closer. "I hope you slept well."
My back rests against his chest and shivers run around my stomach at the contact of our bodies. The memories of last night returned to my mind at the contact, making me melt away on the inside and I don't want it to leave.
"Good morning and yes, I did."
"Then why are you hiding away?"
I groan, "Cause I look hideous and you're gawking at me."
He had made me feel beautiful with his touch and affections, but I am still at the stage of getting used to it.
"You're right. I was g
Caroline and I make our way back from biotech class and we talk all the way through about the courses and lecturers while adjusting to the life of Uni. It's been almost a month since our resumption and so far adjustment to this life happened better than we expected and we both looked forward to meeting new people and making friends just as we hoped on keeping good grades. Caroline had faced the dilemma of choosing their mate over their career and hearing her side of the tale told me I wasn't the only one who faced such. She’s presently on the phone with Quinton, who complained about her choice of university. He had hoped she would also apply to Cambridge just like him so they could always be around each other, but she broke his heart when she told him her plans. He's still heartbroken about her choice. One reason the Go Project even exists is to give people like us equal opportunities in life, but somehow our mates have a hard time understan
“You will be safe here,” Dane tells me as he sets my bags down before the large wooden cottage in the woods. I had gathered the little things I had together last night and went to class this morning. After my last class ended, Dane picked me up, and we flew back to Beverly Hill to his private cottage in the woods, where he believed I’d be safer and away from the reach of the rebels in his pack. I did not want to leave the university. My future was at stake, but better my future than my life, and as much as I wanted to grumble, I did as I was told. There was a Kia motor waiting on our arrival at the airport and Dane gets in after the attendant loaded the car with my bags and for the next two hours we drive to our destination. The cottage, despite being in the woods, has a massive security system that cannot easily get bypassed. With a voice recognition lock and facial identification system. The house provided security and comfort
Three more minutes and it will be six p.m., making it three hours later than when Dane usually returned home since we’ve been at the cottage in the last few days. He had been on the search of the rebels in his pack. He told me we would be out before the end of the week this morning and that’s two days away. The full moon was tonight, and he needed to be with me, and nowhere else. He promised to come straight over when he was done with work and his search, but I haven’t seen him. I lower my phone from my ear after the twentieth ring and Dane doesn’t answer. What if something bad had happened to him? What if he never returns? To say I’m worried is an understatement. I’m someone who’d stop calling after the second ring, but with everything happening, I have no control. I’m being crushed with worries and my nerves are raging and my heart pounding in my chest so loud can be heard from a mile away. A forceful knock comes to
“Ace!” we call out at the same time and after everything Ken just told me, I am not surprised that he knows who Ace is. “He can’t enter. Dane told me he warded the house against any and everything supernatural and so unless I invite him, he can’t enter.” I assure Ken, who looked anything but convinced. Ace chuckles and to my surprise, he, step into the house without my invitation. “Well, as you can see, Dane lied!” Ken says, panic in his voice. He had every right to panic. If everything Dane had told me about Ace was true, then none of them stood a chance against him. “Hey, Ken, we finally meet.” Ken drags my hand to his back with his hand and he stands in front of me in defence with his left hand held out as if to cast a spell. Ace smirk, giving Ken a ridiculous look. “You can’t fight me. I’m three times stronger than you.” “But n
Hello everyone and welcome to the part 2 of Betrayed by the Alpha. Thank you for sticking around. This book won't be as long as the first, but it will be filled with twist and turns. I hope I can continue to surprise you till the end. Thank you for the votes and comments and reviews. You keep me going. Happy reading. ❤️❤️ Third POV Six months ago, Dane Vixon laid in bed with his grey eyes fixed to the ceiling, listening to the sounds of the moving car on the road and the heavy footstep of Olly Martin’s, his neighbour who lived across the street and was making his way towards his garage. He had a habit of closing late and it was his way of avoiding any confrontation from his mate and wife, Blair. They argued always and their voices get so loud Dane can hear even without focusing. Dane didn’t focus his attention only on Olly and his w
Jaclyn’s lashes slowly lift and she sees Ken towering over her, speaking to someone, standing behind him because as her eyes scan around, she sees no one beside him. His eyes gradually move from her body where they have fixated on in the last minute and they move to settle on her dimmed ones. “She’s awake,” he announces, turning to the one behind him. “Stay still, I’m almost done,” he informs her, his eyes as bright as ever. Jaclyn does as she’s told and lays still, ignoring the cold gripping her skin into numbness and the pain still lingering in her heart and wrist. Her eyes fixate on the trees standing around and the birds flying and singing sweetly in her ears. She silently wondered why this environment felt so familiar and why, at the slightest glimpse of the missing connection dots in her memory, her heart ached even more? Whatever it was, didn’t feel good. “Don’t think too hard. I placed a blocking spell on your mi
“Will she make it through? You said she wasn’t strong enough for any major change and this is a MAJOR change.” Quinton’s panic is at the highest point, and Ken can’t stop him.Uncertainty flickered in his eyes, and his heart broke while he watched Jaclyn writhe in pain. “I don’t know, Quinton, she might not make it through. She’s still going through the pain of the truth about the man she once loved. I pray she makes it through, but I fear if this brings her premier shift, it might break her for the worse.”Quinton answer, his attention fixed on Jaclyn transforming on the floor while standing his ground beside her.Her hand cracked and one of them adjusted painfully, making her scream out and roll onto both hands and legs.The emotional pain had fuelled her shift, but it has soon been subdued by the physical torture of the shift.“Make it stop!” she cried out,
Ken drops a big bowl of red meat before Jaclyn as she and Quinton sat at the dining table while he served dinner. Her stomach growled loudly on seeing the delicious-looking stake, and her cheeks heat of embarrassment. After they got in, she had taken a shower and changed into another set of clothes, which was just as big as the grey shirt earlier, leaving her to believe they were Ken’s. He wasn’t huge, but he was bigger than her, for sure. She was grateful for the clothes but hoped they’d get new ones soon, perhaps after eating. “I am starving. I feel like I haven’t eaten all day.” Ken laughs. “You’re a werewolf now. You need food, meat, lots of it, so don’t waste any time before you eat.” The bowl is empty within three minutes and Jaclyn takes the jug of water to her mouth, not stopping until she gulps the entire liquid down her throat. Ken watches in amusement but says nothing. He’s happy to have her back... Or at least a fraction
Jaclyn entered the room where they laid the body of Ken and approached the bed. Silas sits beside Ken with his hand by his side him and when he senses Jaclyn's presence in the room, he rises to his feet and nods his head at his daughter before taking his leave. Her eyes well up with unshed tears, now being alone with Ken’s dead body. She tries to control herself and her emotions, but she can’t help it. So many times, Ken had told her to let the past go. He told her revenge will not bring her happiness, but sadness and pain. She never understood, but after the unfortunate event of the night, she knows he was right all along. His blood was on her hands and she would never forgive herself. She takes his chilly hands into hers, rubbing small circles all over them. “You were right. We should have stayed in that cottage. We were free to be ourselves, free to laugh, free to live, free to love each other. We shouldn’t have left. Everything was perfect there.” Her tears ran d
Jaclyn rose to her feet, her eyes glowing yellow just like her skin. She storms through the fighting crowd like a whirlwind, heading to where Allen is.“I see you found out the truth already!” he says, acknowledging her fury.“And you die now.” she seethes.She reached for him but felt a block around him, although not seeing it.“I came with my fortification in case things turned sour, little fire wolf.” he informs her as if reading into her mind and seeing her dilemma.He grabbed her by the hair and threw her onto the ground. She lands hard and her hand cracks.“I taught you all the tricks you know, and you really think you can use them on me?” his leg swings forward and he kicks her in the face as she falls to the ground again, groaning.He reaches out and grabs her by the hair, pulling her onto her feet and delivering punches after
Ace lay spread out on his gigantic bed with his eyes closed. Two women are resting beside him. He had brought them along to celebrate his victory over his brother and claiming the rogue pack. Now, as midnight passed, they needed rest. However, Ian stepped into the room to interrupt his much-needed rest.“Someone is here to see you.”“Who is he?” Ace moans, his lashes cracking open. The girls beside him wake as well.“His name is Kenneth Miller. He once trained with the rogue pack alongside the fire wolf and Caroline Matters. He’s like me, a witch.” Ian answers.Ace doesn’t need all the information. He knows who the kid was. He had faced him about a year ago when he came to the safe house. “What did he say?” he asks, helping himself up with his elbows on the bed.“He said he needed an audience with you. He believes what he has to say is important.”“Let him speak to you, then.” Ace
“Alpha, there is an attack on the entrance of the pack house. I think the alpha of the fury park is leading the raid.” Liam announces, stepping into the room where Dane lay, trying to regain his strength. After the fight with his brother a few hours ago, Dane felt his strength leave him and it’s still yet to return.“How did they know we would be in fewer numbers today?” Dane asks, his tone dominated by confusion as he properly sits up.“Could this be Ace’s doing?” Liam asks, his voice rising curiously.“Ace is a lot of things, but he will never betray his own. If he wanted me dead, he wouldn’t do it through anyone. He’d challenge me up front.” he ran a hand through his hair. “How many of us are left?”“We are twelve, alpha. Yourself included.”“And them?”“They were over a hundre
“Your brother believes I have an ulterior motive for coming back to you, doesn’t he?” Jaclyn asks, leaning against the door while Dane puts on his shirt. He had brushed over everything that had happened at the party, including his brother’s challenge to Jaclyn after they left the party yesterday. He promised he will handle everything today and when Jaclyn asked to come see him before the face off; he didn’t object. Dane sighs, adjusting his shirt. “Ace has had a hard time trusting anyone but himself for the longest of time.” She turns to stare him straight in the eyes. “What about you then? Do you think I have an ulterior motive for coming back?” He doesn’t hesitate, “At first I did, but you had the chance to kill me months ago at the boxing ring and you chose not to, I’ve never been good at gambling, but I’d bet my life that you don’t want me dead. And if you do, it will be because I deserve it. It’s hard for people to see the truth
Ken stands before the white wooden door and knocks on it. After about a minute, it opens and Silas stands before him in black trousers and grey polo. The man looks surprised to see Ken, however, the look on his face remains welcoming. “Ken.” “Silas.” “Hey,” he says. “We need to talk.” Ken interrupts and pushes past him further into the room even without being invited in. If Silas took offence at this, he says nothing as he closes the door and follows Ken further into the house. “How did you find me?” he asks once they reach the living room. Ken scoffs, “I’m a witch, Silas. I know where you and ten others I passed by while coming here live.” “Fine. Why are you here?” “To ask you what it takes to be a spineless father.” Ken shoots immediately. This time, his words strikes Silas, and a frown forms on his face. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “It
Jaclyn was still working on the broadsheets on her desk before her when she sensed Dane’s presence at the door of her office. Last month, Dane had helped set her back into the Northrich university she left a year ago. The plan was to work while schooling and she told him she could take on both responsibilities. Dane saw to it to assign her the minimum work while paying her the salary as if she was a full-time employee. He also stayed off her way, only seeing her a few times a week, giving her time to adjust to the working routine.She didn’t bother to lift her head from the files she worked on. He hadn’t lurked around in the last three weeks and so she knows something is up today. But knowing Dane, she doubts he’d go straight to the point. Well, he stands in her office and she can’t ignore the hell out of him like she wants.“Hey.” He speaks, and her head slowly lifts to see him with a wide smile on his face.“Hello.
Cathy brings over the second round of the shot of vodka Jaclyn ordered. Franklin, the bartender, went on leave to see his sick mother last week and Cathy here has covered for him since. She smiles at her before bringing the glass to her mouth when she feels someone sit beside her and, without turning to see who it is, she knew it was Ken. Her mood changes slightly. These past months she’d missed him so much, but she didn’t want him here. Not now. “Hello, Jaclyn.” “Ken,” she nods in acknowledgement, rounding her finger over the mouth of the small cup she just placed down. “It’s been a while, Jaclyn. I’m left to believe you forgot about me at this point.” She didn’t, but she can’t tell him that. “I’ve been quite busy.” Pain flashes in his eyes and he clears his throat. “Caroline told me you accepted the job at the Vixon’s industry four weeks ago.” “I did.” “You didn’t tell me.” “I didn’t think I had to, besides I kn
Flashback Eight months ago, a month after Jaclyn woke. “People say the moon goddess loves all his children equally. Well, they lied because the moon goddess loves the fire wolf more.” Ken read aloud as he came to take his seat on the couch next to Jaclyn, holding two small textbooks in his hands. “How do you mean?” she asked from beside him, her legs folded in a yoga style and her hands rubbing her knee. “Remember when I told you fire wolves can never be mated or marked, but they can choose their mate and mark them?” when she nodded he continued, “This book confirms it.” “That, never having a mate sounds like a bad thing instead of good,” she said with a displeased scowl. “It’s not. The purpose of a fire wolf is more than finding a mate. The goddess, knowing this, made them unmarkable at least to an extent.” he closed the book and opened the other one, having a brown hardcover back. He did a dramatic throat-clearing before read