I was so shocked that Cade, who seemed like a genuinely nice guy, would reject Jaela, his best friend's sister and I wondered why. I knew that it was best to investigate before taking sides or jumping to conclusions. After Jaela stopped crying, she got up and I hugged her. "Listen, he could have his reasons. Maybe you should just give him some time. You know how these things are."She nodded and walked away and I sat on the bed, waiting for Jalen to return. When he did, I watched him. Although he wasn't frowning, I knew that he wasn't in a good mood. He sat on the bed and reached out for the pizza, taking a slice."Jalen did you by any chance see the phone, " I asked him politely He raised his head and I noticed his hesitation. "Oh yeah. It's with me," he said, bringing it out from his pocket and handing it to me. "Sorry, my battery ran down and I needed a phone to do some stuff," he said."It's okay," I said and checked the call log to see if Genevieve had called. Surprisingly, sh
I watched Clarissa dial Genieveve's number, her hand shaking as she held the phone to her ear. She sighed in frustration when the number wasn't going through, her movement becoming more intense. I had blocked Genieveve's number from her phone earlier, making her unable to reach her.The weight of the coronation was resting heavy on my shoulders, but the longing in Clarissa's eyes as she spoke of the trip made guilt gnaw at my gut."She's probably busy and will call you when she's ready," I said, trying to assure her.I couldn't bring myself to tell Clarissa about my coronation as the Lycan king and that her presence as my mate would be crucial for my success. But at the same time, I couldn't shake off the guilt of knowing that she had sacrificed so much for me, including the pleasures and wealth of her father's house. The thought of her feeling used or resentful towards me was unbearable. I was torn between being honest with her and protecting her feelings. Later, I climbed into my
It was a dark and quiet night. Jalen and his dad were out and I stayed in Jaela's room. The only sound in the room was the soft sniffling of Jaela as she lay in bed, tears streaming down her face. I sat beside her, rubbing her back in slow circles, trying to offer her some comfort."I'm sorry, Jaela," I murmured, my heart heavy with sadness for my sister. "I know how much you care for Cade, but maybe he's not worth it."Jaela's only response was a soft whimper, her tears falling faster. I picked up a tissue and gently wiped her tears away, feeling a pang of guilt for not being able to do more to ease her pain.I leaned in and hugged her tightly, whispering words of encouragement and love in her ear, trying to remind her that she was strong and that there were plenty of other people out there who would be lucky to have her.Despite my efforts, Jaela's sobs didn't stop and I felt a weight on my chest. I knew that healing a broken heart takes time but I felt like I failed to cheer her up
Jalen was in the backyard, lifting weights with a determined look on his face. His muscles bulged and strained as he lifted the heavyweights, the sweat glistening on his skin in the sunlight. I sat on a chair nearby, watching him with admiration. The way his biceps flexed and his abs tensed with each lift made my heart race. I couldn't believe that this Adonis of a man was all mine.As I watched him, hot waves of desire washed over me and my legs parted slightly.Jalen noticed and set down the weights with a heavy thud and caught his breath. He looked over at me and gave me a naughty wink, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath. "Like what you see?" He said, flexing his muscles and I laughed. "You're doing great," I said. He approached me, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel. "I'm glad you're enjoying the show, but I could do better.""Not here, Jalen, " I gasped as I realized what he was about to do."Who says I can't have you anywhere?"He leaned down and k
My head was spinning and I couldn't believe what Clarissa was telling me. I had always thought that Lycans were either straight or gay, never anything in between. My mind was reeling with confusion as I tried to understand this new piece of information. I had known Cade for years, and the thought that he might be attracted to males as well as females was something I had never considered before.As I sat there, staring at Clarissa, all I could think about was Cade and how this revelation might change our friendship. How would my sister react when she found out?Clarissa must have sensed my confusion, because she put her hand on my arm and said, "I know this is a lot to take in, Jalen. But think about it, it might explain why Cade has been so distant lately. He's struggling with his feelings and doesn't know how to navigate them."I took a deep breath and tried to steady my racing thoughts. Clarissa was right, And as much as I wanted to be there for him, I also knew that I needed to tal
Jaela I sat by the window, staring at the silver moon outside. My thoughts were filled with Cade, my mate. I never would have imagined that the moon goddess would give me a mate who was bisexual. I had nothing against people who identify as bisexual. But deep down, I wished for someone who would be exclusively mine. I thought back to my fantasies, where I daydreamed about having two hot males all to myself. But those were just fantasies, nothing more. The reality was that the moon goddess had given my twin brother and me difficult mates. Jalen had Clarissa, a werewolf, and it was a miracle that she even agreed to let him mark her. And now, I have a bisexual mate. Fucking terrific! Here I was, sitting by the window, staring at the very symbol of the goddess who had given us these mates. I wondered what she was thinking, giving us such difficult paths to follow. Maybe she wasn't as fair as she claimed to be. I shut the windows and typed famous bisexual couples into my laptop. As I
Cade walked into the room with a puzzled look on his face. The tension crackled between us like electricity, and the air was heavy with unspoken words. I fidgeted nervously, crossing and uncrossing my arms."Hi, Jaela," he said softly to me, his gaze softening. He looked like he would rather be somewhere else than with me. He shifted his weight from foot to foot, feeling uncomfortable.I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands folded tightly in my lap. My heart felt like it was being ripped in two as I gazed into the eyes of my mate. Despite my best efforts to hold back my emotions, my eyes were glossy with unshed tears.His expression was unreadable, a mixture of confusion and uncertainty. He sat opposite me, his hands resting awkwardly on his thighs. The silence between us was deafening, only punctuated by the occasional deep breath I took to steady myself."Listen, I know you're mad at me and honestly, you have every right to be," he began, his voice gentle. I stole a glance at him, a
I stood at the staircase, observing the intense exchange between Clarissa and my mother. Despite her efforts to remain respectful, it was evident that Clarissa had reached her limit with my mum's constant belittling. My mother, with a superiority complex, always looked down on Clarissa and it was a sore spot for her."You need to stop calling me a rich brat," Clarissa said, her voice firm but still respectful. "It's not my fault I was born into privilege."My mum sneered, "You may have money, but that doesn't give you the right to talk to me like that." I felt torn between supporting Clarissa and not wanting to openly scold my own mother.Clarissa's eyes narrowed. "It's not about the money, it's about the way you look down on me all the time. Just because I have money doesn't mean I'm a bad person.""Oh please," my mum scoffed. "Soon, you'd control Jalen and tell him to chase us out of the pack house." I cast a concerned look in Jalen's direction begging him not to add fuel to the f
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I stood at my window, watching Jalen and Cade entering the van and driving out and my mind was a whirlwind of emotions. I couldn't believe how much I missed him and how my body reacted to him.My mum and I went shopping for the charity ball and I wasn't expecting to see Jalen, but when our eyes met, I had to force myself to grip the bannister tightly to keep from running down the stairs and into his arms. My breathing became shallow and my knees felt weak, but I managed to hold myself together and maintain a composed demeanor.Now, my mind was a jumbled mess, filled with memories of our past together and the pain of our breakup. Anger and hurt boiled inside me, but I pushed it down, knowing that I had to be strong."Calm down, Rissa," I said to myself, trying to steady my breathing, but it was a losing battle. I wasn't as strong as I thought. No wonder people went back to their toxic partners. The mating bond was so strong that if my human self didn't restrain my wolf, I'd have jumpe
My packmates were working tirelessly, sanding down the rough spots on the wooden floor of the pack's hall in preparation for the Lycan king's coronation coming up in seven days. I watched one of them up on a ladder, hanging glittering lights from the rafters and another laying down fresh coats of paint on the wallsThe hall was beautiful with a long red carpet laid, leading to the platform and the stage and the scent of flowers filled the air as a group of packmates arranged beautiful bouquets on either side of the platform.I could feel the energy and excitement from my packmates as they worked, it was palpable and it made my heart swell with pride.My mum stood rigidly beside me, her eyes shining with excitement."This is so beautiful," she nudged me and I nodded in response.She took a deep breath and said, "A king needs his queen."I rolled my eyes, feeling annoyance wash over me.She placed a hand on my arm, her grip tight. "You can't wait to marry Malory."I frowned and said, "
I lay in bed, feeling comfortable and relaxed, and felt my left breast with my hand, which was a habit that I had picked up when I was a teenager. My fingers lightly ran over the curve of my nipple, pausing at the top and I shut my eyes, remembering how Jalen used to drive me wild with his tongue on my nipple, how I would have him suckle it until I came from just being touched there, and how I would cry out into the night, my hands clutching onto his chest so tightly.I took a deep breath and lifted my feet, bringing them closer to my chest. It's not like I was happy. Far from it, but. I couldn't just mope around and be useless just because Jalen was getting married to someone else. I wish Jaela hadn't even told me, but I made a conscious effort to be happy. My family was there for me and my mom always checked on me, even going as far as canceling some of her schedules just to make sure that she was always available for me. I felt the stretch in my legs as I brought them closer to m
My days were bland and uninteresting as I felt dejected and defeated. I lost the woman I truly loved, and now I proposed to someone I have no attraction to. The thought of spending the rest of my life with someone who doesn't make my heart skip a beat was a heavy weight to bear. I leaned into the leather armchair taking a long drink from my cold bear. The icy liquid provided a temporary escape from all my troubles. It was crazy how everyone expected me to move on, be a man and do the right thing because I knocked someone up. I set the beer down on the table and let out a sigh, trying to ignore the emptiness inside of me. This wasn't the life I imagined for myself, and Malory robbed me of my chance at true love and joy."Jalen are you there," Jaela's melodic voice which by the way I could never get tired of hearing, walked in, her steps slow and hesitant."What the hell, brother," she gasped at the sight of scattered bottles of beer. I reached for a remote control absently flipping
Today sucked horribly. It started when I walked into the conference room for our daily board meeting. My mood was irritable and I couldn't seem to shake it.I took my seat at the head of the table and tried to focus on the agenda, but the more my staff presented their ideas for a new app, the more frustrated I became. Every suggestion was met with a sharp rejection from me - the layout was wrong, the logo was uninspired, and I even snapped at them for wasting my time.The IT guys were eager to discuss some updates with me, but I couldn't concentrate on what they were saying. Instead, I found myself doodling aimlessly on a notepad, tracing lines and shapes without any real purpose.Everyone there looked at me with confusion, and the tension in the room rose with every passing moment. I rubbed my temples, trying to ease the headache that was growing stronger by the minute."Excuse me," I finally said, standing up from my chair. "I think we should continue this meeting later. I have a he
As I stood in the clearing surrounded by the tallest trees in the forest, I felt the weight of the moment settling onto my shoulders. This was the coronation ceremony that marked my ascension to the throne as the Lycan king. The full moon shone bright and clear above, casting an eerie glow on the gathering below. The pack elders and council were all present, their beastly forms looming large and imposing.As the pack leader, I felt a surge of pride and respect for these powerful creatures. I knew that the role of the Lycan king was a heavy responsibility, but I was ready to embrace it. I closed my eyes, savoring the sweet scent of the forest and the whispers of the night.The elders stepped forward, forming a circle around me. They began to chant, their voices rising in a low rumble that vibrated through the air. I felt the magic of the moment wash over me, and I knew that this was truly the beginning of a new chapter in my life.The chanting grew louder, reaching a crescendo as the e
The day before my departure date was a whirlwind of emotions. On one hand, I was excited to get back to my company and oversee the work there, but on the other hand, I was sad to be leaving Paris, the city I had grown to love over the past month. I had been working remotely, but my presence was needed back at the office to ensure everything was running smoothly.I spent the day shopping for gifts for my family, trying to find the perfect tokens of my affection. I wanted to make sure my dad, mum, Bryon, and his wife, Sydney all got something. I browsed through multiple stores, searching for the perfect presents. Finally, I found some beautifully handcrafted souvenirs for each of them. I hoped they would appreciate them.I went back to the hotel, feeling tired but satisfied with my day's work. I started packing my stuff, trying to fit everything into my luggage. I had brought a lot of clothes and other items with me, but now it seemed like they wouldn't fit in my bags anymore.I lay in
I was in the final stretch of my stay in Paris and only had two days left. I'd spent the majority of my time here hanging out with Tony and his family. Tony was especially busy these past few days because his little sister, I made, was turning fourteen. I felt emotionally attached to Imade, so I offered to go shopping with Tony to help prepare for her birthday.We walked down the busy streets of Paris, with Tony leading the way. He seemed to know exactly where he was going, and I followed behind, taking in the sights and sounds of the city. The smell of freshly baked croissants and coffee filled the air, making my mouth water.As we walked, Tony filled me in on the details of Imade's birthday party. "My mum wants to throw her a big bash, with balloons, cake, and lots of presents, just to make her happy."We finally arrived at a bustling marketplace, filled with vendors selling all sorts of things. Tony headed straight for a store selling party supplies, and I followed him inside. The