#Vote: She strikes back#
Claire’s pov “Mumma, I met a new friend today!” Mike exclaimed with a big smile. “Give mumma a hug,” I said, opening my arms. He rushed into my embrace, and I held him tightly, overwhelmed with the feeling of missing him throughout the day. “Do you know how much your Mumma missed you today, Mike?” I asked, planting a loving kiss on his cheek as he giggled. “Yes, Mamma,” he giggled, his eyes filled with childhood innocence. I beamed with pride, ruffling his hair. “You’re such a good boy, Mike, and Mamma is so lucky to have you.” “Mumma, I made another friend today,” he excitedly told me once again. I couldn’t help but find it a bit strange. My son seemed more eager to share stories of his new friends than the potentially life-changing secret he harbored – his emerging supernatural abilities. I wondered when and how he had discovered these unique powers, and why he hadn’t mentioned them yet. I smiled at him, my heart warming at his excitement. “Who’s the new friend, sweetie? Shou
Frozen in shock, I couldn’t budge or utter a word as his menacing growl filled the air. His massive black wolf loomed, startlingly conspicuous. How had I missed his presence, and the pressing question lingered – did he catch a glimpse of my true wolf form? A surge of awareness hit me when his eyes trailed over my body, snapping me back to reality. Swiftly, I snatched my clothes and dressed, all the while feeling the weight of his unwavering gaze. My face burned as the blunt intensity of the moment unfolded, a rush of blood adding to the surreal encounter. As he shifted back into his human form, my eyes traced the mesmerizing shift from wolf to human. I was captivated, observing every detail of the transformation. Before I could completely understand the importance of the moment, a feeling of self-awareness overwhelmed me, and I looked away as he smoothly put on a pair of shorts. The contours of his chest were a testament to raw strength – a canvas of stone-hard, well-defined muscles th
Alpha Jacob Opting for a run to distance myself from Sonya, my chosen mate, I noticed someone intriguing. As I approached, my wolf grew increasingly relentless. Since Claire’s departure, my wolf had been on edge, but this restlessness peaked, reminiscent of the day she ran away.Sensing something amiss, a growl escaped me as I drew nearer. The scent of this person was a peculiar blend, intertwined with that of Alpha Peter from the silver moon pack. Questions arose as to who this individual might be. As she turned around my breath caught in my throat as I stared into the depths of my mate, this was my mate. At first, I thought it was a second mate but I knew Claire, even with the change of her appearance she was still my Claire. My wolf erupted in a feral howl, clamoring for his mate, Claire. My desire surged, captivated by her stunning beauty. As I shifted, I couldn’t help but admire her, a vision of allure, even as she covered her luscious body during our conversation. It took eve
Upon getting home, my immediate instinct kicked in – I went on full lock down, casting an invisible shield around my home. No one could find me or Mike, and breaking in became impossible.But reality slapped me – Alpha Jacob, my pursuer, my mate who had rejected me had found me. The tension built up as I paced back and forth, clueless about my next move.My thoughts inevitably circled back to Alpha Jacob, and the undeniable truth hit me – Alpha Jacob was still as handsome as ever.There was this magnetic pull I couldn’t ignore, yet I hadn’t caved into the alluring temptations. Now, faced with the prospect of a future encounter, resisting that connection seemed like an uphill battle.How on earth would I navigate this if, or more likely when, we crossed path again? The question lingered, leaving me grappling with the complexity of emotions and the impending uncertainty.The contemplation gripped me – was it too late to take Mike and vanish once more into the shadows? Going back to Jacob
As I grasped the doorknob and turned it, a sudden rush of surprises widened my eyes as I discovered Alpha Peter on the other side. The unexpected encounter sent a jolt through me, but amidst the shock, a resolute understanding took hold – there was a pressing need for a conversation.“Alpha Peter,” the simultaneous utterance of our names by both Daniel and me hung in air, a reflection of our shared surprise.“Bella, Daniel,” Alpha Peter’s acknowledgement resonated in the room, his gaze shifting seamlessly between us.Maintaining a composed demeanor, Alpha Peter gracefully scooped up Mike in his arms, initiating a playful yet mature interaction that instantly infused the room with a different kind of happiness.The infectious joy of Mike, always a beacon of cheerfulness, prompted a collective cheer, his little laughter echoing through the room. A smile graced my lips seeing him so carefree.Gently placing Mike back on the ground, Alpha Peter shifted his attention towards me. “let’s talk
“I have to go,” I uttered, the words hanging in the air like a weighted secret as the realization hit me hard-Alpha Jacob had my son. The urgency clawed at my chest, a mix of fear and desperation pooling in my veins.As Alpha Peter and I approached the playground seemed to blur through a haze of anxiety. Then, amidst the laughter of children and the distant hum of the pack life, I spotted a joyous image.There, in the midst of it all was my precious Mike, his giggles dancing through the air like musical notes with his father Jacob.“Such a beautiful image, isn’t it? Don’t tell me you can live with ruining such a beautiful thing,” Alpha Peter whispered beside me, his voice a gentle reminder of the delicate balance hanging in the air.As I stood there, torn between the beauty of e scene and the question that lingered, I couldn’t escape the realization that life had taken an unexpected turn, presenting me with a choice that held the power to redefine the very essence of why I had runaway
Alpha Peter’s authoritative voice echoed through the pack gathering, “Alright, everyone, back to your duties! We have work to do. “His commanding tone cut through the tense atmosphere, urging the pack members to disperse and resume their tasks, attempting to restore normalcy.Amidst the organized chaos of the pack getting back to their responsibilities, they stood off to the side, cradling baby Mike in my arms.His infectious giggles filled the air, still oblivious to the revelations that had just unfolded. The innocence of his laughter created a small haven, momentarily shielding us from undeniable confrontation by Alpha Jacob, his father.As Alpha Jacob approached, his typically calm and handsome features now bore the weight of tension, his eyes ablaze with an unmistakable rage.The air seemed to crackle with the intensity of his emotions, and the aura of authority that usually accompanied him was overshadowed by the turmoil within.Just as Alpha Jacob stood mere feet away, on the cu
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
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