SEBASTIAN
As soon as I stepped into the house, the familiar scent of home wrapped around me, but it did little to ease the tension gripping my chest. My mother was the first to greet me, standing in the dimly lit hallway with a worried look on her face. It was already past 10 PM, and I hadn’t mentioned to her this morning that I would be coming home late. “You missed dinner,” she said, her soft voice laced with concern. Her delicate brow furrowed as she reached out, brushing my hair from my face like I was still her little boy. “Are you okay?” “Yeah, Mom, I’m fine,” I lied, forcing a small smile to reassure her. But the truth was, I wasn’t fine. I hadn’t been fine for days. The weight of my father’s expectations hung over me like a storm cloud, threatening to break at any moment. My little sister, Kiara, bounded into the hallway, her face lighting up when she saw me. “Seb! You missed out! Mom made your favorite.” “Sorry, squirt. Got held up,” I said, ruffling her blonde hair, though the excuse felt hollow. I wasn’t just missing dinner—I was missing out on everything that was supposed to matter to my family. “Your father has asked for you… He's in his office,” my mom continued quietly, her eyes shifting toward the closed door at the end of the hall. The weight of her words settled between us, heavy and unspoken. I knew what that meant. Alpha Maximus Kings—my father, the strongest and most powerful Alpha the MoonRise Pack had ever known—was displeased. His silent disapproval was always worse than any lecture. I glanced at the closed door, feeling the tension radiating from the other side. My father had built this pack into something formidable. The MoonRise Pack was known for its power and authority. No Alpha before him had ever led with such strength, and he intended to make sure that legacy continued through me. But not if I kept wasting time on hockey. I could almost hear his voice echoing in my head, the conversation from earlier this morning at the breakfast table ringing louder and louder. His cold eyes had drilled into me with anger and disappointment. It was worse. So much worse. “If you’d focused on your Alpha training like you’re supposed to, we wouldn’t be having this conversation,” he’d said. “You wouldn’t be splitting your time, and I wouldn’t be asking you to give up this childish obsession.” Childish. That’s what he called my dream. Hockey wasn’t just a sport to me—it was a part of who I was. And the upcoming game next month? It wasn’t just any game. It was the game. The one I’d been waiting years to play in. A chance to break the world record, to be part of history. And now I had to give it all up unless I found my fated mate in two weeks. The silence between me and my mom stretched for a few seconds until my father emerged from his office. His broad shoulders filled the doorway, his face as stern as ever. He didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to. The look in his eyes said it all: I was on borrowed time. He stared at me for a long moment before turning and heading upstairs, his footsteps echoing in the quiet house. Once he was gone, my mom sighed, the tension easing slightly. “Sebastian, don’t worry,” she said softly, her hand resting on my arm. “We’ll find your fated mate.” I didn’t have the heart to tell her that it wouldn’t matter. I couldn’t sense my mate, and no amount of searching was going to change that. But she believed in me—believed in my future as the next Alpha—and I couldn’t bear to shatter that hope. “Kiara, sweetie, go grab the invitation from the table,” Mom called to my sister. Kiara ran off and quickly returned, holding a shiny gold card in her hand. “Here, Seb! It’s for the mating ball tomorrow.” My mother smiled, handing it to me. “One of my friends managed to get us an entry for you. It’s a sure thing, Sebastian. No one ever leaves the mating ball without finding their mate.” I forced a smile, taking the card from her hand. “Thanks, Mom,” I said, knowing that she wanted this as much as I did—probably even more. But the truth gnawed at me. I knew what no one else did. My wolf was blocked. He couldn’t sense my mate. But I didn’t have the heart to tell her that. So instead, I nodded, pretending that I believed what she did. “I’ll go,” I said, forcing another smile. “We’ll see what happens.” Her face lit up with relief, and she kissed my cheek. “That’s my boy. You’ll see, everything will work out. It always does.” I pocketed the card and headed upstairs to my room. The weight of the day hung on me like lead, and by the time I collapsed onto my bed, my mind was spinning. I stared up at the ceiling, thinking about what I’d told Ruby earlier today. She was my last hope—my only hope. 'Pretend to be my mate,' I’d asked her. It was insane, desperate even. But I had no other choice. If she agreed, it would buy me the time I needed to figure out what was wrong with my wolf, and maybe—just maybe—I’d be able to find the real solution before it was too late. I glanced at my phone, wondering if she had responded. But then I shook my head. It was probably one of the guys asking about practice or some girl trying to get my attention. I was in no mood for either. Still, I reluctantly grabbed my phone, scrolling through the notifications. And there it was—a message from Ruby. My heart kicked up, and I opened it, my eyes quickly scanning her reply. Ruby: I’ll do it. I’ll pretend to be your fated mate.* Relief washed over me, mingled with a strange sense of satisfaction. She was in. This crazy plan might actually work. I couldn’t help but smile as I stared at her message. Ruby, with her fiery spirit and the weight of her own struggles, had agreed to help me. She needed this just as much as I did. I typed a quick response: Me: Great. We’ll figure out the details tomorrow. As I hit send, I felt a sense of control that I hadn’t felt in days. For the first time in a long while, it felt like maybe—just maybe—I wasn’t about to lose everything. But even as I lay there, staring at my phone, I knew that this was just the beginning. There were so many things that could go wrong. My father’s expectations. The pack. And most of all, the truth about my wolf. But for now, I had a plan. And that was more than I’d had before.SEBASTIANThe next morning, the house was quieter than usual. I wasn’t sure if it was the weight of the previous night’s unspoken tension or just the calm before the storm that was sure to come. Either way, it left me on edge. Since I had no classes today, I moved through my usual morning routine—shower, breakfast, and a quick workout in the gym downstairs—trying to distract myself from the growing knot in my stomach.The mating ball was tonight. My mother’s excitement was palpable, even though she wasn’t hovering over me like she usually did. She had this way of being silently hopeful, her gaze following me around the room as if she could will everything to fall into place by sheer force of maternal love.But even that couldn’t change reality. I knew what was coming.As I sat down at the kitchen table, Kiara bounced over, full of energy as always. “Are you excited about tonight?” she asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.“Excited?” I glanced at her, a wry smile tugging at the corner
RUBYThe sound of my heels resonated in my ears as I walked to the mirror, taking in my reflection. My blue eyes that I inherited from my mother, looked unusually bright tonight, standing out against my fair skin. My strawberry-blonde hair, soft and wavy, fell loosely around my shoulders.My mother always told me how special my hair was because of how rare it was to find a shade that was both blonde and red. I used to love that about myself, but now, with her gone, life felt different. The memory of Mom’s face flashed in my mind, and I quickly pushed the thought away, knowing I couldn’t let myself fall apart before the ball.Taking a deep breath, I tucked the knot-like metal tag of the necklace inside the emerald-green dress that hugged my body in all the right places. I stared at the light make-up and the red glossy lips that brightened my face, making me look more put together than I actually felt. But no matter how much I tried to transform myself on the outside, I couldn’t shake t
SEBASTIANThe moment I had stepped into the ballroom, the scent of jasmine and pine hit me—a smell I recognized instantly. I scanned the room, hoping it wasn’t her. Hoping it was just my imagination. But there she was. Annalisa. Amidst the crowd, she stood out in her red gown, which seemed to glow under the moonlight. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back as she glanced up at the moon through the open roof. She looked effortlessly stunning. Not that it surprised me. Annalisa always made sure she looked her best, especially in front of me. But I hadn’t expected her to be here tonight.Annalisa was my father’s Beta’s daughter. We grew up in the pack together. She had always been around hovering just on the edge of my world, close enough to care, but never too close to challenge the line I’d drawn. The line that said, we’re friends and nothing more.She’d been in love with me for as long as I could remember, making it obvious to anyone who had eyes. She even attended every Alpha and
RUBY I could sense the atmosphere around us shifting, as if something new was awakening when I looked deep into his dark eyes. It was almost unnoticeable, but then it hit me— a scent. His scent. I had always noticed it before, but now it seemed… different. More intense, more intoxicating, like fresh rain mixed with something warm and inviting. It wrapped around me like a blanket, and I found myself leaning into it, drawn to him in a way that startled me. My breath hitched as I took in his features; sharp jawline, tousled brown hair, and those eyes, deep and dark like the night sky. He looked more handsome than I’d ever allowed myself to admit before.What was happening to me?We were supposed to be pretending. This wasn’t real. And yet, in this moment, with his strong arms around my waist and his eyes locked on mine, it felt real. Too real.My thoughts were jumbled, swimming between reality and the overwhelming emotions of the moment.“You’re beautiful,” a voice said, breaking throu
RUBY I never imagined my heart could shatter into a million pieces until tonight. Watching my boyfriend cup the face of his fated mate, staring deeply into her eyes, the ache in my chest becomes unbearable, as if every breath pulls me further apart. “I, Graham Scott, accept you, Lizzy Harris, as my mate.” Graham's words echoed in my mind, ripping through me like a storm. Everything slowed—the room, the people, the lights—it all faded as the truth settled in. Two years. Two years of love, trust, and promises—gone in an instant. Every smile, every shared moment, now felt like a cruel joke. He had always told me I was enough, that nothing would ever come between us. A month ago, when I turned eighteen and didn’t feel the pull of a mate, Graham convinced me it didn’t matter. He said the bond didn’t define us, that we were destined to be together regardless. I believed him. I trusted him. I held onto his words like they were my lifeline, like they were the only truth in a world where e
RUBYOn Monday morning, I woke up with a pounding headache and a heavy heart. The memories of last night replayed in my head like a broken record—Graham’s voice, so loud and certain, announcing his fated bond with Lizzy. The look in his eyes when he saw me, like I no longer existed. The way everyone in that room pitied me, whispered behind my back.But most of all, I remembered Sebastian. His kiss—unexpected and confusing. His words that filled with a bitterness I hadn’t expected. I sighed and pushed myself out of bed, shuffling toward the bathroom. Splashing cold water on my face didn’t erase the tired lines beneath my eyes or the ache that had settled deep in my chest. Last night had been overwhelming, to say the least, and even though I wanted to forget about it all, I couldn’t. Not when everything in my life was already falling apart.I thought of my mother, and the familiar pang of loss hit me like a punch to the gut. It had only been four months since she passed, but every day
RUBYI hesitated for a moment, wondering why he cared enough to stop for me. Without a word, I climbed inside, the soft leather cold beneath me.We drove in silence for a few minutes, the tension in the car thick enough to choke on. Finally, he broke the silence.“You’re in trouble, aren’t you?” he asked, his voice low but direct.I glanced at him, unsure of how to respond. How did he know? Except, Cassie and Aiden, I hadn’t told anyone about the scholarship yet, and I definitely hadn’t planned on telling him. But somehow, he could see it.“Hmm.. yes,” I muttered, staring out the window.“Mind sharing?” he pressed.I sighed, realizing there was no point in lying. “My scholarship got canceled. I have until the end of the month to pay the tuition, or I’m out.”He didn’t say anything at first, but I could feel his eyes on me. When he finally spoke, his voice was unusually calm. “How much do you need?”“Five thousand,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. “But it doesn’t matter. I
RUBYAs I closed up from work and walked down the street, my mind was spinning with everything that had happened. The cold night breeze nipped at my cheeks, but it wasn’t enough to distract me from the thoughts running rampant through my head. Sebastian’s offer kept replaying in my mind, over and over again. Pretend to be his mate? Could I really go through with something like that?I tried to focus on something else—anything else. The hum of cars passing by, the distant chatter of people in the shops I passed—but it was useless. No matter how hard I tried, Sebastian’s words clung to me like a shadow.I hadn’t even gotten far from the café when I saw Lizzy and Graham. They were stepping out of the big shopping store, Lizzy’s arm looped around his, her head tipped back in laughter as if everything in the world was perfect.My stomach twisted. Graham. He used to be the light in my dark world. When we were together, I thought he was my escape from all of this—the whispers, the cruel star