As the selection test raged on, Dillion found himself facing off against a particularly fierce opponent. The man was tall and muscular, with a sneer on his face as he sized up Dillion."You think you can beat me, Dork?" he taunted. "You're weak and pathetic."Dillion gritted his teeth and lunged forward, his fangs almost bared. The man swung his sword, narrowly missing Dillion's head. Dillion responded with a roundhouse kick, knocking the man off balance. But before he could land the finishing blow, another opponent leaped out from the shadows and tackled him to the ground.Dillion grunted as he hit the dirt, feeling the breath knocked out of him. He struggled to get up, but the man on top of him was too heavy. He could hear the sounds of the other guard candidates fighting around him, but he was helpless to join in the fray.Just as he thought all was lost, he felt a sharp pain in his side. He cried out in agony, realizing that he had been stabbed by a hidden blade. He looked up to
It had been six months since the tragic passing of Faith's parents occurred. The grief was still as strong as it had been the moment she found out, but she had learned to live with it, and pack it away in the back of her mind. She was determined to carry on and honour her parent's choice of her becoming a top PA for a law firm, even if it took a little longer then she had previously expected, due to a lack of funds. Her parents had always been... pushy, accepting no less then the best. In year five when she had come second place in the Best Young Scientist Programme, her mother kicked up a fuss in front of all of the other parents and demanded that the scores be checked again. Faith came first that day, but she doesn't know whether it was for her talent or her mother's haughty, pushy rage. Although making her mother proud of her was a huge deal to Faith, nothing was more sacred to her then earning her father's approval. Her father had always wanted a boy, but 'was landed with two sopp
Cynthia promptly turned on her heels and marched out, giving Faith a moment alone to assess the situation. She had learned a long time ago that you cannot make everyone like you, no matter who you are to them, so Cynthia hadn't thrown her. Well, hadn't thrown her much. So after a few minutes of deep breathing and calming thoughts, she exited the filing room with what she hoped was a confident smile.However, she spluttered to an ungraceful stop as her eyes connected with the most deviously gorgeous man she had ever had the pleasure of laying her eyes upon. His eyes were every hue of the forest, rimmed coolly with moss. Their lightness reminded Faith of summertime, when the sunrays warm each extended leaf. Next to the shade of his hair, the deepest chocolate brown, almost black, he was alive in the same way birds are, casually wild. His other features were just as mind-blowingly perfect, with icy pale skin that somehow radiated warmth, sharp angular cheekbones, a smoothly curved nose a
Faith could not believe it was Friday already! Her first week of work had totally flown by, leaving her wondering what day it was most of the time. She had a concrete relationship with Nancy, and also became friends with Ben and Andi, two of the vets. She didn't get on very well with Cynthia. The mean older lady didn't like Faith at all, and made it clear every time she spoke. Faith often caught Cynthia observing her with those cold emotionless eyes, setting her on edge and making her adrenaline kick in. It was safe to say Faith felt less then comfortable around the bitter woman. She always found a way to insult Faith, even though she thought she was doing well considering it was only her first week of work. Apart from Cynthia, everything was going unusually well for Faith. Even her sister had settled into school perfectly, which was a miracle considering she was nearly expelled from her last one.Today she was excited to finally meet the head of the organisation, and essentially the
William, like any other person, has a hot and cold relationship with his father. Although he looks up to him, and knows that he is, simply put, a rather brilliant man, he is also very tormenting and usually the cause of William's biggest headaches. As soon as Sir Hartley rapped on his suite's golden doors, he knew it was because his father had summoned him. Groaning in dismay, William turns away from the speech he was preparing for the Annual Banquet in a few weeks' time, and dwindles to the door, digging his heels in to prolong the time he has before he has to rush to his great father. "Morning William, how're you?" Sir Hartley addresses him once he pushes the door open, with a cheeky grin on his face. Sir Keegan Hartley has been William's closest friend and advisor for the past five years. They met under rather... unfortunate circumstances, but William made sure Keegan was cared for and brought him into his world for protection. Ever since then they just seemed to click, and got on
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Faith was bored out of her mind. She had run out of work to do, and was simply watching the clock go round and round, searching for some sort of amusement. Most of the vets had been on a training day out of the office, and they had not received many clients making it extra boring. Faith had already rearranged the filing cabinet twice, trying to kill some time and stay out of Cynthia's way. Unfortunately, Nancy was off sick, leaving her without a chatterbox to waste hours of time away. But finally, the clock was rolling onto six. Just fourteen minutes and twenty-three seconds left, before she went home to an empty house (Hope was staying with friends) and had a quiet evening. What could possibly go wrong? After all, it was just another boring Monday. It sounds weird but Faith was sure she... smelt William earlier, his manly and fresh cologne that made her feel as though she was breathing for the first time. However, she had looked around and couldn't find him.
Faith's hands shake uncontrollably as she wanders up to the door of the vet. Inside nothing has changed; it's the same lobby, same people, same pictures... but something is different. It somehow is not as bright as it was before... well, before. Gulping nervously Faith stumbles towards her desk, feeling like a fragile piece of china and slightly sick. This is it... the place of her nightmares. Surely it was just a dream, but Faith could not shake the feeling that something had changed... nothing was the same now. She was more acute to her surroundings, seeing and hearing things she had never done before. "Ah Faith how're you feeling?" Faith jumps out of her skin as one of the vets, Andi, greets her. "Whoa, you're jumpy aren't you? Well it's not a surprise considering... Anyway, are you sure you're feeling ok? You don't need to talk to anyone? You look pretty pale and tired." Andi frowns. "I... I'm much better. Just in a jumpy mood." Faith mumbles cautiously. "That's good to hear, i
"Ugh, hurry up!" Faith sighed desperately, well aware that she was very late to meet her boyfriend.The frustration and embarrassment of being exceedingly late was really getting to her, a permanent frown stamped on her face causing deep creases to curl between her brows. Her frustrations are all because of an insufferable guy with beautiful green eyes, and the ridiculous traffic. How she wished she could simply snap her fingers and teleport her body to her chosen destination! Although she wasn't sure she would want to go to the bar. She'd never really gone to one before, calling a zoo to have a party in her stomach, and alcohol didn't taste all that pleasant to her. Coffee was her chosen concoction."Oh, this is just ridiculous." She hisses under her breath, holding the steering wheel in a punishing grip.Faith was so close to the pub... yet so far. She was literally seven minutes away according to the satnav, but because of the vexatious traffic, it would probably take her another t
Well it is Thursday again which means I've got a date with the devil, and no I don't mean Ajax, I mean his sisters, both of them. They love me as much as I love them, making Thursday night my favourite of the week.Apparently Giri's brother requires their garage tonight meaning the boys are practicing in Ajax's room. This has created a new problem as Nessie and Miya want to watch their brother, giggling at his very explicit instructions to keep out. I have to keep catching them and taking them back downstairs, which means the girls now view it as a game to try and breach Ajax's room, which is leading to a very tiring night for me. I can't be too firm with them as they aren't my kids, yet they are taking my calm instructions to stay downstairs as a joke. Can you tell I'm stressed? Up and down and up and down and up and down the stairs we have been, chasing the little rascals around and throwing them over my shoulder as they try to make a run for it.I didn't know having kids could be s
I am riding to school with Ajax this morning. Tiger sent me a gloomy message after I got home from Maisie's last night saying she has to go in early, and I didn't want to get up any earlier then I have to. I told Ajax about my little problem and he insisted I ride with him. He finally has a new phone and keeps bugging me with messages. Well, it's not really an annoyance when I'm literally counting the seconds until he messages again. My stomach twists up in knots and a nervous blush coats my cheeks whenever I'm around him. It's like my body just cannot handle his hotness. I've always been quiet, but never shy, especially not around my friends, and I guess Ajax is my friend. Although some part of me doesn't like the idea of that.I hurry out of my house right on time to find him leaning against his insanely cool car, waiting for me with a teasing smirk. His 1970s Chevy Camaro is a smooth inky black in colour with a thick white stripe reaching towards the windscreen on the bonnet. A pic
SEVEN AND A BIT YEARS LATER..."Ah fvck!" I curse, tears beading in my eyes as another wave of pain washes through my stomach.Dammit, that's another pound in the swear jar. Yes, that's right, we officially have a swear jar that travels everywhere with us, trying to curve our bad language habits. It's been going ok, well, ok for me, but Vincent swears like a sailor so I've been making millions off him. Since he met his mate Clarity, he's been much happier and turned into a better man, which is lovely to witness. She is a tiny thing, actually smaller then me so she is the butt of many jokes, but she has an amazing sense of humour, and finds the good in everything, so she doesn't take offence."Ow, ow, ow, ow! When will this be over?" I moan, squeezing Alex's hand so tightly I swear I can feel the bones shift."Its ok baby, just breathe, just breathe." Alex murmurs supportively."Don't tell me what to do! This is all your fault!" I yell, the pain unexplainable."Ok I'm sorry, its fine,
I have never been a fan of air travel, but Alex's private plane does help. I am pretty freaking scared about meeting my Alex's parents, but it is an inevitable event; I am the heir to the throne as I'm mated to their son. According to Alex there is a ball being held in my honour tomorrow night, with some of the most influential and powerful were's and lycans in the world in attendance. I am quite nervous about my debut into society, but Ana who returned to Russia last week has promised me that there is nothing to worry about, and has helped plan the event. I guess if anything, it is pretty flattering having a whole ball dedicated to me. I'm sure I'll be bombarded with introductions and will have to follow royal protocol tomorrow night, but having Alex by my side will give me the strength to persevere through it.As we got off the plane, (Vincent, Lucian and Sapphire travelled with us) a fleet of royal cars and bodyguards were waiting for us, reminding me once again that I'm no longer
*Smut warning - very mature!!*"Woohoo! This party is great!" I yell over the thundering beat to Alex, whom I am currently dancing with, lost in the sea of bodies.It is finally Halloween, and I managed to persuade Alex to come out to Celestrina's party with me. It has been four months since we mated, and everything has been just wonderful. Next week we are leaving to Russia with our pack to meet Alex's parents – aka the freaking King and Queen of all Lycanthropes. I am quite nervous, but I'm sure they'll love me. I will be the sunniest ball of sunshine they have ever met! Celestrina is doing great as a werewolf. It took her a while to adjust, but now she's loving being a part of the superior race. I told her about me being a Lycan, and she was amazed, but really happy when I told her the whole story of my life. She has decided to take a gap year before she heads off to college, to make sure that she has her wolf under control, and has learnt the ways of a were.Her Halloween party is
Seven Years later...Sometimes I wonder how my life would've turned out if I had dug my heels in and never went to Lupine Peak. I don't doubt that I eventually could have changed my dads mind; I can be pretty stubborn at times. It's scary to think about how different my life would be – I wouldn't have met my soulmate, Alex, found loyal friends ready to sacrifice their lives for me, and definitely wouldn't be preparing to be crowned Queen, alongside my Alex, who is also now my husband. We decided on a small ceremony a year after we mated, (mostly just for show for my dad and other human family) at one of Alex's private Islands, this one located in the Maldives. It was absolutely beautiful, and a memory I will never forget. After a few days there, we went to Bora Bora for an Instagram worthy honeymoon, where our backyard was waves of royal blue, soft and gentle, just begging to be swam in. After our few weeks in paradise, we returned to Russia as a united force, ready to begin my Queenl
My eyes are suddenly open though I can't think of why; my heart is pounding, mind empty. It's as if a hypodermic of adrenaline has been emptied into my carotid. I strain into the utter darkness; my breathing rate increased ten fold. There is something inside of me, straining to burst out. Ghostly whispers in my ear urge me to get outside, to be in sight of the moon. At this point, I am panting, and drizzled in sweat. I vaguely hear Alex awake from beside me as I stumble out of the bed and tumble to the floor, my sight blurry. Alex murmurs from behind me as I rush unsteadily to the window, something pulsing, trying to rip out of my chest.Feeling like I can't breathe, I use my remaining strength to smash out of the window, and tumble into the garden below. I feel something snap as I land with a thud on the floor, momentarily stunning me, but I don't register the pain, too preoccupied with whatever is clawing around inside of me. There is a roar before a thud reverberates through the gr
"Oh Phoebe... I'm so happy you guys are together now! So this means you're staying, right?" Tammy asks anxiously as Alex and I part for breath, the group still stood by the door."Hmm... I'll think about it." I wink playfully.In response, Alex's arms tighten possessively around me, and he growls in my ear: "You're mine now kitten. I'm not letting you go."The vibrations from his deep, husky voice throb straight to my core, causing my legs to clench around Alex, and me to bite my bottom lip hard to stop a wanton moan from flying out. Taking a deep breath to control my raging emotions, I turn back to Tammy."I'm joking... of course I'll stay here, where ever Alex goes, I go." I explain whilst sinking my head into Alex's hard chest, comforted by his roaring heartbeat."You've made me the happiest man in the world Phoebe." I hear Alex murmur above me, and then plant a tender kiss on my head."Aww, you two are the cutest! You've made my brother soft." Ana chuckles, interrupting the tender
As we pull up at the mansion, I feel like I'm housing a whole damn zoo in my stomach. I find some relief in the fact that I can't sense Alex here, meaning I have some more time to relax and think about what I'm going to say. A wave of nostalgia washes over me as I take in the beautiful mansion, walking up the white marble steps to the ornate front door. I have lived here, cried here, loved here and almost died here. It most certainly will always be scrapbooked into my memory. As I enter into the grand palace, my dad with his arm wrapped around me, we encounter a shocked Vincent."Phoebe! I thought I could sme... hear you!" He gasps, an easy smile gliding onto his face smooth as butter."Hi Vincent. I've come to see Alex... oh and this is my dad, Ricky." I explain hastily."Oh that's real great Phoebe. He should be back soon. Hi Ricky, would you like me to show you around?" Vincent easily charms my dad."Yea sure, nice to meet you. Take it easy Phoebs, and just call me if you need any