Catherine’s POV:
“Speak freely,” I replied, honestly curious to hear what Midnight had been wanting to say.
“The moon goddess did not choose Drake to be mated to us... I did.”
I furrowed my brows after letting her finish her sentence, and those last words echoed inside my head as if it had turned into an empty cave.
“Are you saying... You can choose who you wanted to mate with?”
It sounded almost impossible. Almost. I honestly didn't want to believe it if it wasn't for the tone in her voice. She was actually serious.
“But why him? Why did you have to choose Raya’s mate’s beta?” I let the question I had wanted to say the second Midnight confessed me the truth to slip out of my mouth. With
Catherine's POV: After what seemed like a number of eight whole minutes, that extremely horrible smell of rotten carcass no longer irritated my nose. It was as if it suddenly disappeared like bubble exploding in the air, making me guess that the most terrifying, and dangerous werewolf who had just stepped into my room knowingly escorted himself out of the area. His scent now becoming weaker and weaker until it was already out of reach for as far as the heightened senses of the wolf within me can possibly go. I didn't dare make another sound or initiate one movement from where I stood just in case that stinking scoundrel was planning to come back. “The scent is gone now, Catherine... I think it's time that you move.” Raya urged me with a low, trembling voice. I let out a deep, heavy breath automatically as I attempted to release all the tension that were crammed up every part of m
Catherine's POV: “Uhm... Just a second!” I yelled loud enough for him to hear. He stopped knocking and seemed to be waiting patiently outside my door. All of a sudden, I recalled how he expertly fuck fingered me on the bed earlier in the day, making me feel so hot and sticky inside my cave again. My hand abruptly slap me across my right cheek, pulling me out of those lewd thoughts that were increasing my arousal for Drake. I sigh. There is no way I could mate with Drake, unless... Goddess, Catherine! Pull yourself together! I shook my head side by side in an attempt to get rid of my thoughts that were keeping me easily distracted to focus on what I was supposed to do. With only a towel still wrapped around my body, I rushed straight to the walk-in closet and grabbed the first set of other I could lay my eyes on. I
Catherine's POV: Our tongues intertwined, kissing wildly and hard until we were both satisfied. Drake’s calloused hand trailed down my breasts, massaging them intensely just as he did before. I let out unavoidable moans as he caressed my sensitive spot. Next, his hands traveled down my dress and lifted up the skirt, exposing my snow-white legs fully for his easy access. He stuck his finger on my clothed throbbing core, rubbing it up and down and in circles once more. I moaned in between our kiss, leaving my mouth slightly open still, he didn't stop kissing me all the way, which really turned me on. “You’re so fucking wet down here, my Luna. Are you thirsty?” He asked after breaking away from the kiss, only temporarily. “Fuck yeah
Catherine's POV: “And if you’re not going to say anything else, Luna, please follow me to the alpha’s office. He wants you to meet somebody.” And with that, he started walking towards the door, leaving me with my jaw dropped to the ground. The Alpha's office? Who would he possibly want me to meet at this late an hour. I didn't speak a word and quickt stood up, glancing at my reflection in the mirror. What. The. Hell. After that kissing and fingering session I just had with Drake, my hair became so unkempt and my lipstick was smudged all over my face. I need a quick retouch. “Uhm, I’ll be there in a second!” I yelled at him before dashing towards the make up area. After making all the fi
Beta Drake’s POV: “DRAKE!” His voice sliced through my brain harshly at such an unexpected time, forcing me to bring both my hands up to gently massage my forehead in a bid to ease a bit of the pain. Tsk. What a kill joy. There was no way he’d call me at this time an hour. It's almost eight in the evening, and he usually never bothers me until the sun comes up. Let me guess. This must be about Catherine. Again. As much as I wanted to ignore how I feel about her and treat her only as my future Luna, my wolf, Brock, detested the idea. He kept going on and on about Catherine, telling me I deserve to be her mate, that it isn't wrong as the Moon
Alpha Damien’s POV:I glared at the rascal, refusing to give him any special treatment just because he was my best friend since I was we were little pups. The sight of him kissing my mate and the unshakable feeling of betrayal completely took over my body that I can't even bring myself to control it. The burning rage I have kept in control when I was with Catherine is getting out of hand with the very person I’ve entrusted myself to the most. My best fucking friend. “Have you got a loose screw all of a sudden? Or did you just want to do it in front of me to show your disrespect?” I muttered, my voice coming out naturally harsh and husky as I was still dealing with my inevitable
Catherine’s POV: The guy’s bald. The striking light shone on the top of his head, making it look like a newly shined ball in the very first glance. His egg shaped head also reminded me of my favorite humpty dumpty show when I was a little pup, back when my family was still in one piece and my father was the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. I would have laughed, but I didn't. Couldn't. The suffocating, dangerous aura of death lurked all around him. He was wearing a black leather vest, with the back printed with a solid logo of an abstract skull. The vest revealed his tan bulky muscles from his neck to his shoulders down to the sausage fingers o
Easton’s POV:“FUUUUUCCKKKKKKKK!!!” I screamed from the top of my lungs, getting the word out of my chest as I heaved deeply. All the food, plates, cups and vases were scattered all over the floor when my frustration rushed through my veins as I sat and reflected. I panted, breathing heavily as I could not control my fury that was threatening to take over me completely.I felt like I’m going nearly insane. After waking up to an empty room under a white ceiling and lying on a hospital bed, peeing my drawers on top of that, my mind literally emptied for a minute as I tried to remember what had happened in that room.The last thing I saw was Catherine, but my hands never reached her beautiful neck, leaving my palms sweaty a
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NARRATOR Catherine woke up feeling Damien's arm laying freely on her waist. She did not want to wake him up with her moving around so she stayed. Damien's face was now clean and smelled like fresh shower. But the damage of the wolfsbane had extremely damaged his sight forever, making it impossible for him to ever see again. This made Catherine's heart crumble. However she thought that if this was the price they had to pay to be together again, she would make it all worth it. She would help Damien get back on his feet. She would feed him until Damien leanrs how to feed himself. She will bathe together with him every day so that he knows he is never alone and that Catherine is there to guide him all the way. She would make him see all of her through the other senses he had not lost. Let his fingers trace every inch of her so he will remember the lines and curves of her body that craved so long for his touch. His embrace. The feel of his skin brushing against hers. The heavenly
CATHERINE's POV I woke up from a dream. A nightmare where I was stranded in darkness. Far away from my home. Far away from my loved ones. I found myself hugging my knees in the dark, unable to see or hear anyone on earth where I came from. I was crying. Crying so hard and loud yet no one seemed to have heard me sob and scream and grunt and cry. The place I found myself thrown into after feeling my last breath disappear into the wind, was starting to cave in on me and I was horrified. Is this the end? I waited for what felt like forever in this dark hole of abyss. All of a sudden, I caught two bundles of light that were coming forward towards me from the corner of my eye.
DAMIEN'S POVThat was the last bit of strength I had within me which I sacrificed to save my only son. I don't care how weak my body gets, or even how much I bleed from the corners of my eyes, or how I can't seem to see anything but darkness all around me. What matters most was that they're safe. I felt my head being settled ln something really soft and warm.Hercules purs and we closed our eyes to rest. But seconds after I heard gunshot. My ears rang as it was too close to where I was. Catherine's scent. I sniffed the air. My eyes grew wide when I smelled her scent blended with that of gunpowder. Was she shot?!At that moment I forced my body to rise. Get up and help my mate. But I couldn't. I can't see a damn thing after Sam gave th
CATHERINE'S POVI let Samantha's lifeless head drop down to the cold tiled floor, motionless. Furious for what she had done to my mate and our family, I let my fangs sink into her head, only deeper and more sharp. Her body that was just standing straight up not too long ago was now lying on the floor with a missing head. Soon her unmoving body was surrounded with a pool of her own vile blood. Her hand was stretched out, releasing the syringe she had used to inject Damien's eyes which was rolling on the floor, empty. I squinted my eyes and the enhanced senses had allowed me to know exactly what it was. Wolfsbane. I growled, and my blood boiled in hatred and disgust.Damien's continuous groans and cries abruptly pulled me out of my raging state and made my wolves whimper at the sounds he was making. We then immediately rushed forward to his aid. Because his hands, neck and entire body were chained against the wall, he could not rub his eyes and can only scream out the agonizing pain. I p
CATHERINE'S POVMy wolves were seething in anger. I felt my claws and fangs descend as I watched Samantha step forward and closer to my mate."Wake up." She order Damien like some animal pet that she felt belong to her. Only, he isn't. Damien is my mate and never will be hers.Gritting my teeth, I turn to Demiana, reaching out to her and Drake through mindlink.'Why is she here? This will sabotage our plan!' I had told them.'We'll find another way, Cath.' was Demiana's reply.'We need to think of some way, to get him away from Samantha' Drake said, his eyes still fixed on Damien and Samantha on the other side.
CATHERINE'S POVWe were in a closed room. Something like a storage room that we stumbled upon when we took a flight of stairs hidden on the floor. At first it was covered by the carpet but Drake spotted the markings and revealed a way."Are you sure this is going to work?" I ask Demiana. She didn't look at me but swinged her chanel bag to her side, bringing out some more of the clothes she packed earlier from the pack house.She had proposed we disguise as Samantha's close friends. That way we can get close to where Damien was without being caught. Well, hopefully."It will Catherine. It has to." Was her only reply.Sighing, I wore the tight leather pants and red sexy silk top before I slipped on the long b
DAMIEN'S POVHercules used to tell me to cling to hope. What is hope? Everything I have had been ripped away from me completely. I was once unyielding, unbeatable, indestructible. I was mighty strong and not even all the other alphas joined together could bring me down or make me kneel at their feet.One thing I didn't see coming, that meeting an innocent looking human girl like Samantha has cost me so much. My mate. My only son. My pack. Now I'm left with nothing but myself. I don't have anything and anyone in my pitiful life anymore. Not even my own wolf. I lost him after three years in this fucking shithole. I tried reaching for him, calling to him, but he never came back.Two years ago...I was chained to a large metal chair. My hands and knees were forced down and locked so that I wouldn't be able to get up. Ffight back. Maybe do something other than blink and let out low growls that weren't helpful either wa
LILITH's POVCharlie suddenly closed his book right after his mom exited the room. He then brought out a photo hidden under the small couch and I lean over to look at it.My eyes widened the moment I saw who he was looking at in the picture."Do you know him, Lily?" I frowned as he called me with that name again. Apparently he liked the sound of it rather than my real name, Lilith. He preferred it short and simple to speak.I press my lips together and stare at the curious lad.Should I tell him? Oh no, what if Luna Catherine didn't want me to?"Have you asked your mom that?"Charlie shakes his head, dropping his gaze