#Vote: She strikes back#
Alpha Jacob’s POVAmid the open field, Mike’s eyes lit up as he spotted her. With pure excitement, he shouted, “Mumma!” and darted towards her.A contagious smile spread across his face as she swept him into her arms, momentarily lightening the weight of our complex situation.While she held Mike close, our eyes met. In that charged silence, her gaze revealed a sudden and shocking realization.Claire was a mom-the mother of Mike, the boy I had been inexplicably drawn to. Suddenly, it all made sense protective instinct from my wolf, the strong connection with Mike. He was my son. I had a son. The realization that I had conceived a boy without knowing left me in shock, immobilized by the profound revelation.The field, once serene, now bore the weight of unspoken truths, Mike’s laughter, a brief respite, emphasized the significance of the moment. My tough Alpha exterior faltered as the reality of newfound fatherhood sank in, revealing a vulnerability seldom seen.Soon, anger surged throu
Lying on the ground, Luna Sonya looked up at me, her eyes reflecting a blend of shock and disbelief. The revelation hit her profoundly, just as I intended. The name Claire Jefferson lingered in the air, a symbol of the newfound power I wielded, a power I refused to let anyone underestimate.Once tossed aside and rejected by Alpha Jacob for Luna Sonya, I now reveled in the satisfaction of the tides turning. Both of them confronted the consequences of their choices.Luna Sonya, once the favored one and Alpha Jacob’s chosen mate, now faced the reality that the very title had once belonged rightfully to me. The emotions of vindication and triumph surged within me as I stood there, watching the impact of my revelation unfold on her face.Standing there, observing Luna Sonya’s struggle to rise, my eyes met Alpha Jacob’s. A flicker of pride flashed in his gaze for me.As the weight of the revelation pressed down on Luna Sonya, I savored the moment. The taste of revenge was bittersweet on my t
“Unbelievable,” I could hear Sonya scoff under her breath, her wariness laced with a hint of disdain as if something profound was amiss in the very fabricated story of Alpha Jacob’s words. “What does my mother dying have to do with me?” I folded my hands. “I know you still have a heart,” Alpha Jacob uttered, his words carrying a plea beneath the weight of the revelation as if he was unraveling a long-buried secret. “Your mother wishes to see you before she breathes her last.” The air seemed to hold its breath as the profoundness of the moment sank in. The mention of a mother’s dying wish, a flicker of humanity amidst the turmoil, tugged at something deep within me. Was I as terrible as my mother? Was her last wish to apologize to me for every horrible thing she did to me? “After all my mother has done to me, I’m supposed to go see the woman who caused me pain?” I retorted, the bitterness of the past echoing in my words. The idea of facing the source of my wounds, even in her suppos
Luna Sonya’s POV “Gush.” I thrashed everything in our room. That fucking bitch Claire. She thought she could embarrass me like that and get away with it. She thought she could come into my life and steal whatever was mine and I sat back and let it happen? She had another thing coming. Before she gets her disgusting hands on my mate Jacob again, I’ll make sure she gets what’s coming to her. How fucking dares Jacob sit there and watch as that bitch put her filthy hands on me. I’m the Luna! I will never sit back that bitch just because the moon goddess told him that he needed to correct his wrong by finding his true mate. Damn that moon goddess, I’m his true mate! The weight of Alpha Jacob’s mother's expectations hung in the air. She pleaded with me to have sex with Jacob, to become the comfort for the unrest going through our pack. But for an enduring four years since Claire vanished, yet Jacob hardly ever touched me after Claire left even while his mother begged him to, his emotio
I stepped into our home; the sight of Mike playing with Alpha Jacob unfolded before me like a poignant scene in a story I had never intended to write. It was bittersweet, a glimpse into the family we could have been if Alpha Jacob hadn’t turned me away four years ago. The warmth in the room contrasted sharply with the chill in my heart as I watched my son and his father share a moment of laughter and joy. Alpha Jacob’s affectionate gestures towards Mike sparked a complex mix of emotions within me. A fleeting admiration stirred at the handsome figure before us, a man who once held the promise of a shared future. Yet, introducing Mike to his father felt like unraveling a delicate web of secrets and missed opportunities. The ache of past rejections lingered, but there was an unexpected tenderness in Alpha Jacob’s interactions with Mike that I couldn’t ignore. I couldn’t help but marvel at the genuine care Alpha Jacob showed towards Mike. At that moment, despite the lingering bitternes
In the hushed stillness of my sleep, I stir, the subtle scent of masculinity and the lingering trace of vanilla intertwining in the air.Instinctively, I yearn for deeper warmth, attempting to snuggle in, my hands reaching out to embrace the comforting presence around me.The tranquility is disrupted as Mike’s elated and cheerful voice echoes through the room, calling for “Mumma and Dad.”My eyes flutter open, consciousness washing over me like a sudden wave. Glancing upwards, reality sets in, and I find myself cradled in the strong arms of Alpha Jacob, his chest a secure haven.A jolt of surprise courses through me as our eyes meet. The gaze from Alpha Jacob carries a complexity of emotions, and I’m left suspended in the silent exchange, caught between the dream and the startling reality of being nestled against him.My senses snapped into focus as I quickly removed myself from the tangle of sheets, embarrassment coloring my cheeks. The room, lit by the soft morning light, seemed unf
Upon arriving a few feet away from the Silver Moon pack which was Alpha Jacob’s pack and the pack I had run away from four years ago, a sudden nauseous feeling took me over. Finding a tree, I managed to change, and so did the others. My son who had been carried upon Alpha Jacob’s back now glancing at the huge Silver moon pack in awe but I couldn’t help but notice there was a gloom to this pack. Although its stature was huge or even bigger than I had last seen it it was not the same feeling of happiness towards it. Why was it so gloomy here? Even beautiful trees looked like they were about to wither away. The atmosphere felt as though someone significant had died and they were moaning about their loss. Walking into the heart of the silver moon pack territory, I couldn’t shake the mixed emotions within me. Alpha Jacob strode by my side, cradling Mike in his strong arms. I didn’t have to look behind me to feel the rage radiating off of Sonya at me. I reveled in her dismay. She could
“Now, Mike, I need you to remember something significant,” I began, holding him tightly. “Listen carefully, okay?”His eyes widened with curiosity as he nodded eagerly, his small frame pressed against mine.“Never trust my family or anyone from the pack,” I emphasized, my voice firm but gentle.” They are not good people, and it’s important to keep your distance from them.”Mike nodded solemnly, taking in my words with seriousness beyond his years. “And what about your powers?” I prompted gently.His brow furrowed slightly as he concentrated on remembering. “I’m not supposed to tell anyone about them,” he replied, his voice soft but resolute.“That’s right,” I praised, a proud smile spreading across my face. “You’re doing great, Mike.”I playfully pinched his cheeks, earning a delightful giggle from him as he leaned into my touch. “I’m proud of you, my little champ,” I said, planting a kiss on his forehead.Lately, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was burdening my son with an abunda
I looked down at my precious newborn twins, my heart swelling with fierce maternal love. Both Ethan and Aiden looked just like their father as with Mike. I felt a pang of jealousy seeing that I carried them for so long only for them to look like a replica of their father. Nonetheless, they were my bundle of joy. Aiden’s tiny rosebud lips twitched adorably as if he were dreaming of nursing. Before I could decide if he needed to eat, Jacob had already scooped him up. “He needs to eat,” my mate said, in that deep, authoritative voice that never failed to shiver me. I quirked an eyebrow at him, knowing fully well why he was so insistent. “Let the poor thing sleep a while longer,” I replied, trying and failing to sound nonchalant. We both knew Jacob loved few things more than watching me breastfeed our children. To him, it was primal more than mere nourishment. The act awakened an unmistakable hunger in his eyes that set my skin tingling with awareness. Sure enough, when Jacob placed A
Months later… My stomach tightened again with a powerful contraction, and I squeezed Jacob’s hand until my knuckles turned. Despite the searing pain, I shot him a withering glare. “You did this to me… again!” I growled through gritted teeth. Sweat beaded on my brow as the cresting wave finally subsided Jacob had the sense to look somewhat chagrined, through a proud gleam still danced in his eyes. “You’re bringing our children into this world, my mate. Our perfect little miracles.” “Easy for you to say,” I spat, leaning back against the propped clinic bed. “You don’t have to push two tiny werewolves out of your body!” As if on cue, another crushing contraction seized me. I clutched at the sheets, a feral cry of agony tearing from my throat. The healers bustled around urgently, offering words of encouragement that fell on deaf ears. “You’re doing so well, Claire,” Jacob murmured, smoothing the damp hair from my face. “Our family is almost here.” White-hot rage flashed through my
Within no time almost all our clothes were ripped off as we thrashed between heated kisses. His growls and the way he gripped my hair so tight just turned me on. “That’s right, Luna,” Jacob groaned as I left hot, open-mouthed kisses trailing down his ripped abs. feeling his muscles twitch under my lips was driving me wild. When I finally made it down to his thick, throbbing cock, I shot him a naughty grin before taking him into my mouth in one slick motion. The guttural moan he let out went, straight to my core. I got to work, swirling my tongue shamelessly and hallowing my cheeks to suck him even deeper. His fingers tightened in my hair as he struggled not to buck his hips. “Fuck, Claire… your mouth feels so damn good…” Hearing him cry out my name like that made me hum in satisfaction, the vibration driving him even wilder. His hips jerked wildly as he tried not to lose control completely. “You wicked vixen… you’ll be the death of me…” Hearing his moan, my lips parted before slow
It had been a full day since our forces arrived back at the pack’s territory, battered but victorious after the brutal confrontation with Alpha Damian’s rogues and packs. I stood beside Jacob as he addressed our assembled warriors and allies from Alpha Peter’s pack. My gaze drifted to Jacob, taking in the quiet power exuding from his stance. In his arms, he cradled Mike, our son squirming happily against his father’s chest. Jacob seemed to follow my train of thought. His eyes found mine for a lingering moment as he bounced Mike gently. Jacob stepped forward, Mike cradled securely in the crook of his arm. A hush fell over the assembled warriors as he raised his free hand for silence. When he spoke, he carried clearly across the crowd. “Today we bask in the glory of a triumph that was dearly bought.” His expression was ceremonious. “We have shed blood and lost zero souls because of our Luna and Nadia, the white witch, in defense of our home.” “But because of your unflinching dedica
Around us, the sounds of war seemed to fade into insignificance. There was only my world shattered into fragments, and Mia’s loathsome presence desecrating my anguish. But I needed to pay attention to my mate, just as I gathered my strength my strength to pour life into Jacob’s wolf form, the cold muzzle of a gun pressed against my temple-Mia’s hand holding the weapon steady. “Drop the corpse and step away from it, dear sister,” she hissed venomously. My heart shattered once more, but I carefully laid Jacob's body back on the blood-soaked ground and stood. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I met Mia’s cruel gaze. “Why are you doing this?” I asked, feeling pissed and angry. “Haven’t you already accomplished ruining me in the past?” Mia threw back her head in a fit of wicked laughter. When her eyes bored into one of pure venom and hatred. “Me? Ruin you? She spat the words like tasting something foul. “You’re the one who ruined our entire family!” “You’re the reason father ran away
“Are you sure about this, Nadia?” I asked the white witch hesitantly. “Jacob was adamant I stay away from the war.” Nadia fixed me with her piercing gaze. “Your mate needs you, Claire. I would not go against his wishes if the situation were not dire.” My chest tightened with dread and concern for Jacob, but I was determined. He had forbidden me from joining the battle, convinced I would be safer here. Yet Nadia’s solemn words rang with the weight of truth. Taking a steadying breath, I met Nadia’s eyes squarely. “I’m ready then. More than ready to help my mate and pack win this war.” I flexed my fingers, calling on the magic thrumming through my veins. “But how will we reach the battlefield undetected?” A mysterious smile curved Nadia’s lips. “The same way I managed to slip Paige out of Damian’s grasp when she required my assistance in escaping.” If they were overwhelmed, my power could turn the tide. Nadia right-my place was by their side, consequences be damned. “Let’s go,” I sta
Alpha Jacob’s POV I stood resolute beside Alpha Peter as our pack gathered around us. The warriors were clad for battle. We would eradicate this threat once and for all. My jaw clenched grimly. I had no qualms about the violence to come-it was necessary to keep our loved ones safe. My thoughts stayed with Claire and our son. Thanks to the powerful shield Claire had erected, no non-pack members could enter our territory. It would protect them absolutely from being caught up in the impending war. I was determined that Claire would remain behind this shield, no matter how capable she was. I didn’t want her anywhere near the carnage to come. Though her power could likely end the conflict swiftly, the risk was too great. No, I would ensure Claire and our child remained untouched by the battle, safe within the pack. My wolf snarled at the thought of them being endangered. There was a change of plans, we would leave tonight, and it would take at least three days to reach our destination.
I watched from the sidelines, a sleeping Mike bundled against my chest, as Jacob and Alpha Peter went over strategies with the warriors for tomorrow’s battle. My heart clenched just thinking of my mate leading the pack into war for the first time. What if I lost him out there? The thought caused my breath to hitch. I pulled Mike closer, cradling my still-flat stomach with my free hand. Our twins were newly conceived, just starting to take shape inside me. What if I lost them too? He must have sensed my distress because Jacob looked up and met my worried gaze from across the field. Leaving the strategy session, he quickly crossed over to the field until he stood before me. His palm cupped my cheek. “I will return to you, my Luna,” he murmured intensely. His eyes flickered down to my abdomen before looking back at mine. “All of you. Have faith.” I managed a small nod, leaning into his touch. Though I trusted his strength, the fear still gnawed sharply with our growing family at sta
I took a deep, steadying breath as I watched Mike playing contentedly in the living area of our den, a small, fond smile tugged at the corners of my mouth as Mike let out a bright peal of laughter. “Mike? Can you come here for a moment, my sunshine? Mama has something important to share with you.” I patted the space next to me, unable to stop my smile from widening as Mike immediately snuggled against my side. I dropped a tender kiss on Mike’s forehead. He hummed contentedly at my touch, those striking emerald eyes watching me with rapt attention. “Did I do something Mumma?” he asked suddenly, small brow furrowing adorably. “No, my little star, you’re not in any trouble this time,” I assured him. With a smile, I cradled my son close and murmured, “How would you feel about becoming a big brother, my heart? Because very soon… you’re going to have a new baby sibling.” It took a heartbeat for Mike’s eyes to go wide in realization. Then, before I could even register his reaction furt