After the tracker dropped the death bomb, the Alpha, Beta and Gamma left the room, to see who has been murdered and if there are any other threats. However, I can already sense the answer. They are long gone. They wanted to leave a message, to show that they are powerful. For a rogue to kill a pack member there must have been about five of them attacking at once. As they do not have alphas, or the proper training, rogue's wolves are weak, meaning they are easily defeated. So for one to have actually killed a pack member... deep shit is going to go down. A full investigation is going to have to be launched and everything.Poor Tammy, her first counsel meeting as the Gamma's mate could have been for a much happier topic. She is looking rather... frazzled. Brad's role as the Gamma includes being in charge of training the wolves, and because there has been an attack, I am sure that the alpha will increase the schedule and demand extra training hours. This will be hard on Tammy and Brad, a
Holy sheesh kebab. This is not a mansion. This is a freaking palace! If I were in some kind of cartoon program right now, love hearts and golden stars would be springing out of my eyes. The palace is an old country mansion that looks to have been extended over the centuries. It has two sides around a central quadrangle and what looks to be over one hundred rooms. It must take a small army of maids to upkeep such a large abode, and I bet most of the rooms are never used. The palace must be a status symbol, as it sets the Lycans above the peasant wolves and humans, a personification for their very being; separate, regal, superior and untouchable.The sculptures in front of the palace look as though masters of the craft had made them long ago. They are set on pedestals amid the water of the fountains and the perfectly manicured hedges that look like different animals. The walls are a white stone that glistens in the fading sun and the roof is grey slate. An open porch at the front holds
Did you know that the moon is the earth's natural satellite? It is simply breath-taking; the finest ornament in the twinkling night sky. Tonight the full blue moon illuminates the tenebrous, starless sky as if the stars had ensconced themselves behind the dim, grey clouds. It is the night when the were's will transform into their wolfish counterpart, allowing them to become one with their true nature. It is also the first time Tammy will transform into her wolf, making this night even more sacred then usual. Just like with all first time shifters, she will have to be contained in a cage for her first shift, as her wolf is a new-born, and she obviously will not have complete control of it just yet.Thankfully (and alarmingly), there is a basement (more like dungeon) underneath the palace. This means that Tammy will be able to shift in the comfort of her home away from home! It is safe to say that Tammy is not looking forward to being locked up in a cage, but understands that it is for
Work, work, work, and no play is no fun. It is finally the Easter break, and nothing much has happened with Alex apart from the occasional teasing. There have not been any sightings of rogues since that horrible day, but I know better than to get complacent. They will come back. Alex has been too caught up in servicing Jacinda's every whim and wish to worry about little old me. Not that I want him too of course. If he has not been with Jacinda then he has been helping Brad and I with Tammy, very valiantly I must say. My guess is that he is doing it for some sort of personal gain; he cannot be doing it just to be kind. Anyway, when I have not been helping Tammy adjust to her new way of life, I have been studying and doing coursework, as finals are 'just around the corner', as all of my teachers keep reminding me. Blah, blah, blah. I just want to sleep, is that too much to ask?Finally, it is Saturday again, and I have a full nine days until school starts again. That is a sizeable amoun
"Isn't Valentino here?" I ask, noticing the absence of Bella's exotic husband. "No, he has a conference in Washington so he wasn't able to come." "Ah, I see. Aww, look at little Marco and Maria! They're so cute!" I squeal. "They are adorable." Tammy agrees, emerging from behind us. "Tammy!" Bella squeals before enveloping her younger sister into a hug. "This place is incredible!" Bella exclaims, after briefly catching up with Tammy, and looking around in marvel. Me too, sister. Whilst they catch-up, I walk around to the back car door, eager to see the babies. Maria and Marco's features are identical in every way, apart from their gender of course. They have beautiful chocolate coloured eyes, alight in wonder and inquisitiveness, as they gurgle in the way babies do, Maria 'reading' to herself and Marco drinking from his sippy cup. They inherited their lovely bronze skin from their father's Spanish blood, and a mop of brown curly hair, courtesy of their mother. Maria's baby locks
The weather today feels like a wispy kiss of summer, without the baking heat of the fiery July and Autumn months. The blossom on the trees looks like cake frosting in delicious creams and pinks, and the petals burst out from lower down the branches, leaving the tips still in a tight bud. After the denuded trees of winter, their new and splendid clothes are a joy to see. The lazy wind pushes against the clipped grass like a child blowing a dandelion seed on its way. Above the white wisps trail and the early spring sun brings a welcoming warmth that coats me as good as caramel over a harvest apple.For a Monday, I am feeling quite good about the world. I think it's probably to do with the fine weather, and the fact that I have my sister and niece and nephew with me, keeping me busy. I love Maria and Marco so, so much. There is something of the summertime in the twins, as if they reflect the warmth of one another, passing it like a beach-ball if the other feels sadness. Perhaps that's wh
"Need any help?" I ask, trying not to laugh at the mangled mess of the car seat he has caused. "No." He growls at me. Rude. Thanks for reminding me why I hate you buddy! "You sure?" I ask again, smoothly leaning against the car, watching him struggle. Even Marco has a 'wtf' look on his face. "Fine." He huffs, crossing his arms like a baby. I put the cake on the middle seat, and then in one click, I successfully strap Marco in. "What? How did you do that?" Alex gasps, mouth agape. "Magic." I whisper, chuckling at him. Before he can reply, Ana comes bounding out of the house, with Jordan, Tammy and Brad in quick succession behind her. She really is a firework of energy. We all say our goodbyes to Bella and her little brood, Ana, Tammy, Bella and I with a few tears in our eyes. Then Vincent decided to finally show up. He has been strangely absent these past few days. I personally think he's scared of the babies. "I'll miss you so much Bella! We have to see each other again soon!"
Today is the Mondayest Monday that ever Mondayed. It started with me waking up late, consequently having to skip breakfast and throw on yesterdays outfit, and only when I reached school did I realise I left my English project that I spent the entirety of Tuesday and Wednesday completing at home. It is safe to say I am in a pissy mood. I am also highly annoyed because I am very confused with my feelings about a certain stupid blue-eyed boy. Last Thursday he drove me to Celestrina's house, where I stayed until Saturday, and I was acutely aware of his presence. Every grind of his teeth, shift of his arms, lick of his lips... and his scent. Damn son. It should be made into a candle; it is that good. And then on Saturday, Vincent picked me up, causing Celestrina's jaw to drop, and Alex was sitting on the steps of his house with an adorable scowl on his face, snapping at us both asking what we were laughing about when we pulled up. It seemed to me like he was acting mightily jealous. On Sat
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