CHANDLER'S POV"Chandler, you know about Charlene's pregnancy?" I nodded my head once again, feeling ashamed for some reasons that I am unable to figure out. "I do." He frowned. "If you knew that then why did you never mention it to me?" he questioned, Jaxton's eyebrows knitted together. "Because I thought that the matter could have been left alone. But since it is your business now, we can talk about it later," I said. "And by 'talk', I meant..." I cleared my throat. "...kill someone," I finished my sentence. I stared directly into his eyes. I saw something dark swirling there. "Oh God, please tell me that it's not true," he begged me while covering his mouth. I guess he knew who I was referring to. I closed my eyes, afraid that whatever I had to tell them might trigger Jaxton to lose control of his wolf. I could feel the pain of losing both– from Jaxton's anger, and from my wolf's sadness for knowing how painful it was for them. It wasn't something that I should be privy to. H
CHARLENE'S POVXavier looked up, showing his eyes filled with sorrow. "The only memory that he has is..." My mouth formed into a line. My heart clenched upon hearing these words. It couldn’t be… "What are you saying, Xavier? Is the Alpha trying to trick me?" I shouted, clenching my fists. "No, I am talking the truth, Charlene. I can't lie," Xavier replied, taking a step forward towards me. His gaze locked into mine with a sincere and determined look. "If I may be honest, the Alpha's memories aren't really the only ones that he has. The ones that are important to him..." "No!" A tear fell from my eye, followed by a series of coughs and wheezes until I collapsed. I was too weak to stay standing on my feet anymore, so I sank onto my knees in order to prevent myself from falling. I was breathing heavily while Xavier rushed to my side. "Charlene! What happened to you? Can you hear me?" Before I could respond, a sharp pain hit me from above, which felt like a knife had just been sta
CHARLENE'S POVHis hair was ruffled, making it appear even messier than usual. His eyes were slightly droopy with tiredness. His usually elegant appearance was replaced with a disheveled appearance. And yet, despite how different he looked from the previous day, he still managed to capture my attention, leaving me in awe and captivated by his beauty. For a brief moment, I forgot everything that had happened earlier in the morning. However, when I noticed his presence, Xavier's features contorted into anger, almost like those of an animal whose prey had caught its attention. As I looked back and forth between Xavier's enraged expression and his fuming body, I noticed how his shirt had become damp due to sweat. Then it dawned on me. Xavier wasn't upset with me. He was mad because I was lying to him again. He was frustrated because I wouldn't allow him to stay beside me and help me through the danger that we were facing. Just when I thought that my fate would end there, Xavier spoke,
CHARLENE'S POVOr maybe they were just out to hunt other werewolves. It could have been because they found out that werewolves exist, and the threat they posed was too much to handle for their pack. It was also possible that someone threatened the safety of the pack. They could even be part of the enemy pack… I shivered involuntarily. Just thinking about it makes me nervous. "Anyway, what exactly did you want to ask me?" I repeated Xavier's question. In return, he replied in his usual calm voice, "About this…" He moved his left arm towards my waist. He gently caressed my stomach with his palm. I closed my eyes. As I focused on the sensations coming from Xavier's touch, I realized that I enjoyed it. My breathing became shallow and my heart began beating faster.Why was this happening? I thought to myself. The feeling of warmth spread throughout my body. In response, I let out a soft gasp. A moan of pleasure escaped my lips. I couldn't believe that I was currently experiencing thes
CHARLENE'S POV"This isn't you, Charlene. This isn't the woman who left. You're stronger than this!" His tone was determined, which made me frown slightly. I looked into his eyes and smiled bitterly. "Do you honestly believe that?" My voice was laced with bitterness. "Yes, I do. Everything will be fine soon. Just hang in there, okay?" Xavier said as he leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on my forehead. His hand traveled upwards to cup my face and he leaned his forehead against mine. A small smile played on his lips and he pressed it lightly against mine. "The pain will eventually fade away. Don't give up hope." His deep green eyes stared deep into mine, causing my heart rate to increase rapidly. I nodded my head slightly, agreeing with him. Even so, I couldn't ignore the fear that was growing within me. I'm terrified of losing everything. I'm terrified of losing the love of my life, which I believed to be real, even if I was scared. After a few moments, he reluctantly broke awa
CHARLENE'S POVThat's probably why my pulse was increasing rapidly. As my mind raced in endless circles, trying to understand the situation, the person on the couch noticed me looking at him through the windows of my house and turned to look at me. His emerald eyes widened when he saw me, and his face instantly contorted into a shocked expression. He stood and began running towards the front gate of my estate. I panicked and immediately ran to my closet to grab my favorite silver dagger and a stake that had come with the house. I then dashed after the man that was now disappearing behind my front gate. Once I reached my driveway and ran inside, I immediately saw the person leaning against the fence. I raised my stake above my head, prepared to attack. "Stop right there, stranger!" I barked. The man whipped around quickly and his green eyes fell on me, widening in disbelief. Before I could say anything else, he darted past me in a flash and I followed, shouting angrily at him to tu
CHARLENE'S POV"Where is he?" I asked hurriedly. "Why hasn't anyone found him yet?" I added anxiously. "Your mate is still in the hospital. It's been three days. We tried calling him to see how he was doing, but there was no response," the male replied calmly. "How long will it take for the doctors to fix him?" I asked hopefully. The male shrugged. "A while." "What do you mean 'a while'? Is he going to die?" I cried. "Calm down, Charlene. He will be okay," the male said, holding me back. "How do you know that?" I demanded. "You don't know that, Charlene. Your mate isn't strong enough to defeat someone who has the power to manipulate gravity and time to their will," he responded. I hesitated. "If he is powerful enough to fight that, then maybe he won't die..." I murmured. "You still don't believe us, do you?" the male said in exasperation. "Yes. Of course I do! He would never let anything bad happen to me. And I know I can always count on him to help me get out of difficult s
CHARLENE'S POVI didn't dare to breathe as I waited nervously for one of the men to enter the room. Just when I thought that my heart was going to stop beating, the wooden door swung open, revealing the third guy from earlier. He was holding a tray with four bowls on it. He carefully set the tray down on the floor next to the bed. "Hey Charlene, are you feeling any better now?" He greeted me cheerfully. I looked up at him warily. What is happening? I wondered. He walked closer and extended a bowl towards me. "Here, eat some breakfast, sweetheart," he urged. Still hesitant, I grabbed the bowl with shaking hands and raised it to my lips. As I began to drink, I realized that the liquid was warm, and that I hadn't eaten anything all day. I gulped down half of the bowl before setting it down. The second man had returned with another bowl. I watched warily as he poured water into it until a few drops dripped down to land on the floor. He put that down as well. "You seem a bit nervous.
CHARLENE'S POVA few years later...I am now the Luna of the Vicious Shadow Pack, who destroyed the curse of their pack."So," Jaxton grinned beside me. "Why are you looking at me like that, huh?""Nothing. It's been a year since we met again, Charlene," Jaxton drawled, tracing the line of my jaw with his fingertips. "Can we be like–""Like what, Jaxton?""Like... official now?"I laughed at Jaxton's question and hugged him tightly. People pass around us and they can't stop glancing at us. I let my gaze wander over the rugged lines of his face, his sculpted lips, his eyes which had gone silver when he started talking about our relationship. I smiled widely and pressed a kiss on him. He groaned and kissed me back hard, his tongue tangling with mine. I tasted like mint from the chocolate mousse he had insisted I try today, and it made him smirk. We break the kiss after a while, both panting for breath, but neither of us has said anything. The people walking around us have stopped to w
CHARLENE'S POVSoon after the war finished, Selena declared her defeat in front of Alpha Jaxton, along with a genuine apology of what she did as she merely got blinded by the idea of revenge. She wished to be killed in the hands of the alpha. He didn't know that his parents were the cause of Selena's misery, so he took her in. She had to serve Alpha Jaxton for the rest of her life in exchange for being forgiven. So far, they haven't found the right way to kill her yet. But it won't be long before that changes. The war is still going on and Alpha Jaxton will take advantage if he sees any opportunity to get rid of her once and for all. She was still alive, but Selena has seen what kind of a man Alpha Jaxton truly is. There were no other words to describe him than brutal. In fact, I believe that he's only human. A person capable of loving someone so much, yet having such little care and patience for the same person. I wouldn't expect more from an alpha than that. It would never last fo
CHARLENE'S POVA few months later, Alpha Jaxton couldn't possibly leave me. During the commencement of the war, I was already on the verge of giving birth. My life would be at risk if Jaxton joined the battle. He was left with no choice other than to rely on Beta Xavier when he heard that my parents were about to get killed. Alpha Jaxton and Beta Xavier have been on good terms ever since the alpha knew that Xavier did nothing wrong. Jaxton owes a lot to him, considering how he was the only one who stayed by my side, protected, defended, and fought for my sake. Jaxton and Xavier had become close allies in order to survive. Beta Xavier has completely surrendered, he accepted the fact that no matter how many times the person he loves gets reborn, his love would never be reciprocated. ***"Hey, Charlene, are you okay? What's bothering you?" Jaxton asked. As he held onto my hand, he rubbed small circles into it to soothe away any pain I might've been feeling from my labor. The pain was
CHARLENE'S POVHis arms came around me tightly and his tongue swept past my lips. I moaned. We kissed for what felt like hours before he suddenly pulled away, leaving me gasping for breath. I blinked rapidly at him, trying to figure out exactly what happened between us just now. He still looked nervous and uncertain but also happy. My heart thumped heavily and my face felt flushed hot. He chuckled softly, brushing my bangs from my face. "Well?" "Yes, I..." My voice faltered. I had no idea what to say next. It was all very confusing. Finally, I managed to get the words out. "Thank you, Jaxton. Thank you for showing me your dreams." He frowned. "What are you talking about?" "I... I haven't really experienced anything like that before. The butterflies. And everything. You've been giving me a lot of good experiences lately, without telling me where they come from or when they're going to happen. And I'm just… overwhelmed by it," I finally admitted. I wasn't exactly sure how else to
CHARLENE'S POV"I'm sorry…" There were tears running down his face, and there was no mistaking it this time. His eyes showed it clearly. He was trying to hold back tears, but they just kept coming, streaming down his cheeks in tiny rivers. His shoulders started shaking, as if he wanted to break out sobbing but couldn't allow himself to. And just when I thought he wasn't going to say anything else. "I–I love you, Charlene." The words were barely audible, but they sent a wave of warmth through me regardless. And I couldn't suppress a small laugh. I took his hand. "What's funny?" he sniffled. My expression softened. "That is funny. What you said." But he only looked confused. "What do you mean 'what did I say?' "When you asked what happened in the dream last night, you sounded so sad, Jaxton." I continued to tease him with light humor, trying to distract him from the fact that I was crying too. It worked. A small smile appeared on his lips as he wiped away one last tear that ran
CHARLENE'S POVHis right eye was swollen shut and half of his lower lip was cut through, revealing the bone underneath. His whole body felt like it was in shock. Was he okay? Jaxton slowly moved his eyelid upward. A single tear rolled down his cheek. "Char…" He breathed heavily. Relief and joy rushed over me. Thank goodness he's alright. I pulled him into a hug, holding him tightly against me, trying to absorb all of the heat and energy radiating off his body. I buried my nose into the curve of his neck as I inhaled deeply, relishing the scent of him. It was intoxicating! He smelled like fresh rain and pine trees. As my head started to spin, I realized there were other people nearby. They must be watching us or more specifically. And they're probably wondering how we knew each other or if I even remembered him at all. But this didn't matter. All that mattered now was Jaxton. The moment he wrapped his arms around me I felt safe and protected. So safe and happy. It almost made every
CHARLENE'S POVI couldn't force myself to push him off or push him to continue, even though that was what I desperately wanted. I needed him. I needed to be in control. No one else but him had ever made me feel like this. And I never would again if I didn't do something about this mess we were in. The sound of footsteps interrupted our moment just when I was considering whether or not it would be wise to ask him to stop. A voice from above us snapped. "Is this how you treat the lady you claim to love?" We both looked up with matching sheepish grins, my face redder than a tomato, Jaxtonton's cheeks darker than a ripe tomato, and our clothes crumpled and torn beyond repair. "Who are you?" Jaxton asked, trying to pull himself out from underneath me. I tried to sit up as well but it seemed that my arms still belonged to someone else. "Who did you say you were?" Jaxton asked again, ignoring my questions for now. "I don't know who you think you're messing with, but we are going to have
CHARLENE'S POV"You'll come back eventually, Jaxton. It may take years, but eventually you'll find someone who understands, even if she doesn't love you like you deserve. That's what you want, right?" It seemed so simple when I said it out loud, but it would never be simple with him. I know that now. It was a hopeless relationship. Even more hopeless than the one with Xavier. No matter where we went or what we did, there was always something holding us back from really being together. We stared at each other in silence. Finally he gave a half smile and shook his head slightly before pulling himself up off the couch. We stood for a moment gazing at each other before he leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the cheek. I felt my eyes burn suddenly with unshed tears as I turned my head slightly and pressed my mouth against his shoulder. He smelled of the laundry detergent he used. A strong masculine scent that mixed pleasantly with some sweet, flowery scent he liked to wear. I wrappe
CHARLENE'S POVHe thinks we're incompatible. I had thought he wanted me! But the way he said it, it sounded as though he didn't want anything more than friendship and maybe s*x. I felt disappointed, hurt even, and humiliated. "It just occurred to me that your bloodline isn't completely pure," he explained, "or at least, not entirely. There's a chance, if we're compatible enough..." I couldn't help feeling hopeful. "Yes. If we are compatible, then when our souls touch." He trailed off. His eyes were sparkling. I could feel how badly he wanted me. How much he really liked me. I could see how much he was enjoying our time together. So much so that he would willingly change himself for better. I felt tears welling up inside me. I hadn't expected anything more than being friends. Not that I wouldn't be grateful and happy, of course. But still, this was so unexpected for both of us. I nodded in response to his question, not trusting my voice. "That's perfect, Charlene," he grinned. "We