Two men from either side walked closer in their human forms.
They wore red robes covering up their human form.
They grabbed my shoulders and pinned me down while they nodded at the wolf.
They had some questions to ask me, as I was still alive.
They wanted information from me, and I could only think that it was about my wolf and the abilities that came with it.
The chocolate brown wolf got off me and shifted. He grabbed the robes that another offered him. Covering himself up.
At this point, I noticed I was completely bare.
Something I have never been in front of anyone of the opposite s*x.
I knew that this was something normal for werewolves in packs, but it sure as hell wasn’t for me.
I shifted my hands and legs to cover up my body. To protect some part of my dignity.
“keep still little wolf, or you’ll only make it harder for yourself,” the one wolf that was holding me down said.
I ripped my arm from him, trying to break free.
My head spun as the other wolf’s elbow collided with it.
The other grabbed a pill and shoved it down my throat. A burning sensation filled my veins.
“What is this?” I shrieked in pain. The man that had a chocolate brown wolf.
Came closer, throwing a thin sheet over my body to cover it.
“it’s Aconite.” he said with a cold tone.
“just enough to weaken you but not enough to kill you. I need you alive,” the man continued.
By glaring at the man who hit me, he made the man expose his neck.
This could only mean that this man was of high ranking within a pack.
As his gaze met mine again, a smile appeared on his face.
It was challenging to discern the nature of this smile, as it could either be friendly or conceal hidden intentions.
He had striking, beautiful blue eyes.
With a chiseled jawline and high cheekbones. His blond hair falls effortlessly.
I glared back at him, suspicion clear in my eyes. “oh where’s my manners? I’m Eli” he said. His men let go of their grip as Eli’s hand reached down to me.
I slapped it away and helped myself up. Wrapping the sheet around myself like a towel. “What could you possibly want with me?” I played dumb. Looking him dead in the eye.
At this point, it had become clear to me.
That they wanted to use me and my wolf for some sort of healing.
Someone was dying, and they needed to save them.
“just some help, that’s all,” he said as he threw his arm around me like we’ve been friends since forever.
“ill take you back to my pack and we can discuss the details there.
You finally have a home.” he said this as if though he was doing me a favour. A favour I had no intensions of accepting.
“I need to pee,” I said, looking around at them. They all looked at one another and nodded. “fine but make it quick,” he said coldly.
I looked around at them and gestured for them to turn around. Eli rolled his eyes and sighed, but obliged.
This was my chance, and I took it. I shifted and sprinted into the opposite direction.
However, this time round, it was harder for them to keep track of me, as my scent has already been masked.
The Aconite had already worked out of my system, thanks to Althea.
I ran straight to my mother and shifted. I carried her to the car and hopped in myself. Driving away as fast as the little Toyota could.
“What’s all this about?” my mother asked. I sighed and caught my breath.
Fear was evident in my eyes as I looked at her.
“Crimson pack is after me. They saw me, mom.” Her eyes grew wide and I could see the fear and panic gripping her heart just as much as it did mine.
“shit” she whispered underneath her breath.
“well hit the pedal as hard as you can. We need to get home like yesterday already.”
When we stopped at home, I grabbed a trench coat that laid on the back seat and covered myself.
We hurried into the house, and I glanced at the parked vehicles to ensure we weren’t being followed.
My mother sat down and sighed again. “Alina” my mother called.
“sit down. I have to tell you something.”
I sat down, watching my mom. She seemed like she was more scared than what I was. Like she was hesitant to tell me what she seemingly so badly needed to.“honey what I am about to tell you doesn’t change anything between us. I still love you like you're my own.” I was shocked at her words, wondering what could she mean.I tilted my head to the side and waited for her to continue. I could tell that it was hard for her to find the words she needed.“well my dear child. Biologically you're not mine.” she stumbled over her words. “what do you mean” I asked, feeling very confused.“I think maybe your blood-pressure is too high and might make you think funny. Let me get your medication.” I stood up, but she grabbed my hands and I looked at her.Her eyes were pleading with me to just listen. I sat down before her on my knees, holding her hands between mine.“the healer wolf only showcases itself every few generations. It is rare,” she added. “I know that,” she nodded at my words.“I know you
I went back to the first place I had smelled that scent.It was so faint back then that I was partly unsure if it truly was my mate.I brushed it off, knowing very well that I couldn’t pursue anything with this woman.Here I was standing inside this perfume shop making this lady run me through all the perfumes they had.Hoping to buy myself enough time until this mate of mine came here again.I was hoping she had worked here rather than being a customer.That maybe when the shift change happened, she would be the one.Soon after the first woman’s shift was done, she was replaced with another woman.However, this wasn’t my mate.We went through all the perfumes again. hoping for her to come by here.By the time the last perfume came past again, there was still no mate of mine walking through the door.I apologized to the woman and gave her a massive tip as an apology for being a nuisance.When I reached the door, the smell hit me again. I stopped my wolf from growling since we were sur
I only nodded. This whole meeting with my mate wasn’t quite what I expected it to be. I thought it would’ve been more exciting, filled with passion and intensity.However, it has turned out to be quite awkward and cold.“well ill first have to pack my stuff,” I said.“no need. You can get new stuff,” he responded dismissively.“ok well, I can’t leave my mother alone,” I replied in the same tone.“I’m sure she can handle herself,” he said.His whole commanding and complete unsympathetic attitude was annoying me.“so what? I just leave my whole life behind and run off into the sunset with you?” I said coldly.His eyes met mine and I could see I was busy testing his patience.A grin formed on my lips, taunting him.He grabbed my wrist, fury that he was trying to control flooding his eyes.“we can do this the easy way or the hard way … mate,” he spat and I ripped my wrist from his grip.“I’m doing this my way.” I turned on my heel and walked down the sidewalk, heading towards home. I coul
We were driving for what felt like eons.I was still seated on his lap, as he had refused to let me get off.Growling and tightening his grip around my waist possessively, the road was very bumpy, making me move every now and again, causing a bulge to form just below me.And although I liked it. I wanted to create a space between us. I needed to look after my mother and be there by her side.She had gotten worse with each passing day. And I wouldn’t be able to juggle the royal duties and my mate and his needs along with that. My mother had no one else.It was always us against the world and here I am, trying to figure out how to get my mate to reject me.Suddenly, the car bounced as it went over a big hump in the road, making me bounce along with it.A growl of satisfaction escaped my mate’s lips and the bulge below me suddenly doubled in size, making me blush.“were here my king” the driver of the car said ripping me away from my thoughts.As I looked out the window, I saw the massiv
Andrew pov:The word that left her beautiful and succulent lips had stung me. I hated the effect she had on me. This little mate was my biggest weakness. I wished she felt the same way that I felt about her.The need for her.The want for her.The absolute craving for her.Her skin felt so warm and soft under my lips, making me want to explore more. Making me want to kiss every inch of her skin.Making her beg for me as my body begged for her. It took everything in me to break my lips away from her. To not just devour her now. But I needed her trust. I wanted her trust.As I smiled and waves at all the shifters that stood within the massive crowd that formed just below the steps of the castle. My loyal subjects, my own little pack.And although the entire kingdom was technically my pack, these were the ones in my inner circle.My true pack. The ones who would always see me as their alpha, no matter who ruled the kingdom. Just then, my beta mind linked me.“Andrew... Alpha henry is here
Alina’s Pov:I walked around the room in awe of its beauty. I then went to open up the closet door. And a smell hit me. It was that of another woman. Was I just another woman in his book? Was I just another conquest?As I looked around at the pieces of clothing hanging on either side of the walk-in closet.I came to realize that whichever woman was here before me had an expensive taste for clothing. I also saw that at least half the clothing still had their price tags on.I grabbed a dress that was absolutely beautiful. The Versace medusa draped dress in white. I held it in front of me as I looked in the mirror that hung at the end of the closet. Imagining myself in it.“I see you’ve made yourself at home.” Andrew’s voice broke my trance. I looked at him in the mirror as he walked closer to me.His hands wrapping around my waist. Playing along, I laid my head back onto his chest. Partly also the mate bond. A sit had become harder with each passing second to not give myself over to him
I Picked out a pair of dangling diamond earrings. As I put them on, I watched myself in the mirror.Doubt rising with in me.Was this the right thing to do?Could I honestly trust my mate?“Its definitely worth a shot.” Althea said.“have you seen that man? He’s definitely something I wouldn’t mind sinking my teeth into. I can only imagine his wolf is even more handsome.” I giggled at her statement.“If that’s possible,” I retorted. My mind wandering back to the car ride.“if what’s possible” Andrew said behind me, making me get a fright. Ripping me back to the present.A warmth suddenly spread across my cheeks, letting me know I’m blushing again. Something that seemed to become a normal event around him.“ohhh nothing, just me and my wolf talking.” I said, looking down at my hands. His index finger landed below my chin, lifting my head up to lock eyes with him.A grin so handsome and inviting dancing across his lips. “was it about me?” he asked, his eyes filled with lust and mischief
The restaurant was bathed in a cozy, soft light, giving off an air of refined sophistication with a warm, golden hue.The ceiling is adorned with gold leaf-shaped designs that create intricate moving patterns over velvet seats and dark walls.The soft jazz blends with whispered conversations. It all creating an intimate and almost secretive atmosphere.A subtle blend of smoke and spices filled the air, complemented by dim lighting that creates an aura of mystery. A spot where it feels like time stands still.At the front there was a massive frameless window that looked over the beautiful waterfall and lake that laid just below the cliff that the castle stood on.Andrew led me to a corner table right by the glass so i could have a better look. He sat on the side where the bookshelf was against the wall.“its beautiful” the words escaped my lips. “It is”Andrew pov:I watched as she fixed her dress that had ridden up during our kiss.The slit had ridden up dangerously high. Making me li
The shadows danced around on the walls and floors as the morning sun came peeping through my window. But my mind was a mess.Sleep had only become a distant memory, each night an endless cycle of torture as I tried to erase the idea and the images of alina being with someone else.Every report I’d received about her was playing on repeat in my head, each word twisting the knife in my chest a little deeper.She had a child.A child that wasn’t mine.Or was it?The not knowing was killing me.I sit at my desk and staring at the rows of aconite vials.My fingers itched to reach for one but instead I clenched my fists,my jaw tightening.Shadow had been quiet these last few days, almost too quiet.I could feel him simmering beneath the surface, his anger a constant buzz in the back of my mind. He hated this… hated me.“So what now you gonna try and kill us again shadow?” I askedNo answer.I grabbed the vial nearest to me, my hand hovering over the syringe.I had been holding him back for
It had been six weeks since Alina left. Six weeks of silence. The halls that were once alive even though quiet now felt dead. Every corner of the pack house felt colder, emptier. She wasn’t even loud or really noticeable when she was here, but her absence was crushing me alive.I missed her. Not how I thought I would or even could. I missed the quiet comfort of her presence, the knowledge that she was near. That no matter how far apart we were emotionally, she was still within reach. Now my nights were long and empty and filled with questions I couldn’t shut up.Where was she now? Was she safe? Was she thinking of me at all?If I could go back would I do things differently? Could I have kept her here happy if I just stopped trying to fix Eve?I was supposed to be an Alpha, a king, the strongest of all. But all I felt was powerless.The meeting room was full of voices, other Alphas talking plans and decisions, but their words were just background noise. My focus was elsewhere,
Two years earlier (Andrews pov):I woke up in a room that looked like a war zone.The wallpaper was hanging in strips, claw marks tearing through the faded design. Furniture , or what was left of it .Was splintered across the floor. It wasn’t broken, it was annihilated. As if someone had tried to erase it from existence.The windows were shattered, the frames bent and useless, holes in the walls like scars from some unspoken battle.The carpet was torn to shreds, great chunks ripped away, and blood was splattered everywhere painting the chaos in bold strokes.The sight hit something deep inside me. Memories I’d buried for years came flooding back, dragging me under like a riptide.I saw my father’s face again.The way it contorted in pain as those feral creatures tore him apart.His hand reached out to me, desperate, pleading for help. And I just stood there. Useless.I was weak then. I hadn’t even shifted.And when I finally did, it was too late I was nothing but a fumbling, fragile
Each breath felt like a struggle, as if grief itself were wrapped around my chest, squeezing tighter and tighter.Pushing me closer to the point where I couldn’t breathe. The sky mirrored my mood. Filled with grey clouds threatening to pour down like the tears in my eyes.Like the moon goddess, herself was mourning right beside me. With me.I stood at the edge of the gravesite, clutching the folded program in trembling hands. The words printed ,Eliana johnson: A beloved mother, friend, and guide, on it blurred through the sheen of unshed tears.Seeing her name there, surrounded by dates that felt far too short, made it all feel disturbingly final.Condolences came in hushed tones, voices muffled like I was underwater.I nodded here and there, managing a faint, mechanical smiles, but it was all I could do to stay standing.My feet felt rooted to the ground, my body unwilling to move, my mind unwilling to accept.And then, I noticed him.Andrew stood quietly beside me, his presence soli
"Your mom passed away, you nearly slept with a guy but stopped yourself multiple times, found out your life’s in danger, and then ran off with a man?And he just so happens to also be your baby daddy? Girl, your life is a whole soap opera,” Alex said, pacing back and forth across the room like she was trying to burn off the secondhand stress.She was my best friend, my ride-or-die, and honestly, the only person I trusted to hear all this madness.“And,” I added quietly, my voice barely above a whisper, “he doesn’t know about the baby daddy thing.”Alex froze mid-step, one foot still in the air, before slowly turning to look at me, her eyes wide as saucers. “Wait—what?” she practically screeched.“And then you stayed up all night with him? And now you’re, what, working on getting into a relationship with him? when are you going to tell him?”She threw her hands up in the air dramatically, like the absurdity of my life was physically too much for her to handle.I wasnt sure on when i wa
Andrew leaned in for another kiss, but I pulled away. I wasn’t sure I’d have the strength to stop myself if we let things spiral again.He let out a deep, possessive growl, his glowing eyes locking on mine, his canines bared in frustration. Shaking his head, he dragged a hand over his face, clearly fighting to rein in his wolf.“Sorry... it’s my wolf,” he said his voice rough and strained.I nodded “It’s fine. I understand.” I paused, meeting his gaze. “As long as you understand this: the road to an ‘us’ isn’t a short one.”His eyes softened, and I could see the weight of my words settling on him. He nodded, a slow and deliberate motion that carried the promise of understanding.I added, “and you need to know, this is the last chance I’ll ever give you, Andrew.” There won’t be another.”“I know, An di wont let it go to waste.” He said slow and steady.“Good. I stood up and walked toward the bed, “This time, keep to your word.”I turned back to take a quick look and saw how my words
I was still trying to process the fact that my mother was gone.Dead.That alone felt impossible to accept. But now I had to wrap my head around something even worse—she hadn’t just died. She’d been murdered.Someone had taken her from me on purpose. The thought was like ice in my veins, too cold, too sharp. Why? Why would anyone do this?“Why would someone kill her?” I whispered. It was the only question I could manage, though it felt pointless because I knew no answer would ever make sense.My head was spinning. Every thought tangled into the next, leaving me drowning in this unbearable mess. On top of everything else, the cruel irony hit me like a slapin the face.The one person I’d despised most in my life was now the only one I could turn to.“Whoever it was has ties to the witches,” he said, his tone low and steady, though his jaw was clenched tight. His expression was distant, like he was putting together a puzzle only he could see.“The rune carved into your mother’s hand—it’s
“What do you mean?” I asked. Feeling consumed by confusion and grief, Like I was stumbling through a drunken haze.“It’s not safe for you here. We need to leave,” Andrew repeated, his frustration evident in his tone“Leave? To where?” I asked. It wasn’t as if we all had the luxury of endless funds to travel wherever we wanted. Not everyone was an Alpha King.“You’re coming home with me,” he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.“That isn’t my home—that’s hell. I would rather die than go back there with you. Not again. I was stupid enough once, Andrew. I won’t make the same mistake twice,” I said coldly. I crossed my arms over my chest.Andrew looked at me like I was already gone, as though he was grieving me before I was even dead. Running a hand over his face in exasperation, he began pacing back and forth.I had seen Andrew in many moods and forms, but I had never seen him this panicked. Suddenly, he stopped pacing, turning toward me and gripping my shoulders tight
The drive in Andrews’ limo was quiet and awkward. The tension between us was palpable. It was thicker than the snow on mount Everest.So thick an avalanche was bound to happen.“So you have a son?” He said. I could hear the pain in his voice. Making me remember how I over shared earlier.“yes” I said, not making eye contact looking out the widow as the raindrops start to run down the window. Reminding me of the day we parted.“Is the child mine?” He asked. I could feel his eyes on me waiting in anticipation. The question took me off guard.“No” I said.“Dont flatter yourself. It’s not like you're the only man I’ve ever been with,” I lied. Hoping it sounds like the truth. I looked over my shoulder at him, seeing his fist balled up tightly. I could see a few veins in his neck straining as he tries to keep himself calm.“Can we just stop at 134 acre street I need to pick up my child?” I asked, and he nodded at the driver. The drive there was painfully silent. When the car stopped at the