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
I was at the live concert with Jalen and Cade, and everything was going great until Jaela suddenly fainted. Seeing Jaela on the floor filled me with shock. I couldn't believe what was happening, and I felt paralyzed with fear. Suddenly, Jalen was beside her, lifting her into his arms.People were starting to gather around us and I could hear the whispers and murmurs from the crowd. Jalen and Cade rushed to lift her off the floor and the whole crowd was looking at us. I was so scared that we were drawing attention to ourselves and I was grateful that I was wearing a veil to conceal my face. People around us were giving me curious looks, and I felt my heart racing with anxiety.Jalen glared at Alex with eyes filled with anger and suspicion, and I could sense the tension between them. I tugged nervously at my veil, feeling a knot form in my stomach. I was so scared that someone would recognize me or that the werewolves would find me. I glanced around nervously, feeling like I was being w
Jalen packed his belongings into his bag, and I stood by the door, watching him. He was slow and deliberate. I felt a tug in my heart, seeing him like this. It seemed like he was being forced to do the same. I wished I could take away his unhappiness,"You don't have to pack so much, you know. I've got a lot of money, so our traveling will be easy."I noticed the unhappiness on his face. Despite his effort to hide it, his expression remained somber. My heart ached at the sight of him. I felt responsible for his sadness and wished I could do something to cheer him up."Jalen, don't you want to go?"He looked up and caught my eye, and I felt my heart flutter in my chest. He gave me a small smile and I could see the sadness in his eyes. "What? What are you talking about?""You don't look happy. You don't have to… ""Stop," he said, "You've sacrificed so much to be with me. This is payback time. I'm never going to leave you all by yourself." I watched him as he carefully packed his art
The airport was busy with the sound of rolling suitcases and the chatter of travelers filling the air. Jalen and I made our way inside, following signs to the ticketing counter. The line was long, but we managed to make it to the front after a few minutes.Once we had our tickets in hand, we headed to the security checkpoint, where we had to remove our shoes and place our bags on the conveyor belt. After passing through the metal detectors, we went to our gate to wait for our flight. The waiting area was packed with people of all ages, some reading books, others staring at their phones or sleeping. I could feel the excitement and nervousness building inside me as we prepared to take off for our next destination.I sat beside Jalen, feeling nervous and on edge. I'd always been in the public eye, and I didn't want to be recognized. So I buried my face in his chest, hoping to stay hidden. But Jalen just laughed, pulling me closer and kissing my forehead. "No one knows us here," he said