Watching my girl walk from the office, her heart so clearly in pieces and me unable to do anything to help was so difficult. All I could do was hold her while she sobbed. Odyn had been forward, there with me, trying to comfort our mate. His heart felt as broken as mine, not able to heal our mate’s pain. I wanted to tell her it was us, that I was her mate when she had asked who her mate was.I had hoped Lachlan was going to tell her, when he said her mate was here. But he found a way around it and I felt my whole body sag in disappointment. I thought he might help me. I was so desperate for her to know. I need to be there for her.“T, you ok?” Lachlan says from behind me. I turn to see him watching me, no doubt having watched me standing watching Violet leaving.“Not really. I want to help her Lach. She was broken.” I tell him.“I know dude, but you know we are meant to let the wolves find their mate, let them sense them. Old rules and folklore of the pack and all. Her and her wolf nee
I sit in the car waiting for Violet and Tate, having spoken to the hospital once more. They are happy for Violet to visit and say her goodbyes to her Aunt. This girl was as frustrating as hell earlier, but right now she needed our support. She had lost the only family she had left. The woman that had brought her up when everyone else had deserted her.As an Alpha and a werewolf, I do not understand the mentality of her father’s family. A wolf is a pack animal, therefore a werewolf thinks in much the same way. Family is of huge importance, so the fact she had an extended family out there that had all deserted her when she needed them most infuriates me. That is not how we as werewolves should act. It makes no sense. I know her father acted badly, but this girl had no part in that, she was still of their blood, their kin. She needed them. Her father was gone. Yet they all turned their backs on her. It was disgusting.She should have been brought up in a pack, surrounded by others like h
Lachlan and Tate kept talking as we drove. We have been driving for a while now. They are telling me about arranging the funeral, I think. Something I had not even thought of yet. But I guess that would be my responsibility as Aunt Della had nobody left. I don’t even know how to sort out a funeral. I don’t even want to have to sort out a funeral.I want to sit in silence, just watch the scenery fly by, let my mind switch off, but the two guys keep trying to start conversations with me. I know they are being kind. Maybe trying to distract me. But my brain is not focusing. Everything is still so much of a blur. I am on the way to see the body of my Aunt. The woman who had brought me up. I feel tears prickling in my eyes.I felt a hand on my knee, squeezing it reassuringly. That same weird static shock there he seems charged with all the time. He must be full of static electricity or something. Maybe it’s a werewolf thing? I would normally feel bothered by someone I barely know touching
I watched the Dr open the door for us. My heart is pounding so much I swear I can feel it in my head. I have never seen a dead body before. My Mum and Dad had died at the scene of our crash but I was unconscious, so I had never had to see them. And then remained in hospital afterwards. I can feel myself shaking. But feel Tate squeeze my hand.I take a deep breath. I need to do this. I want to do this. I want to say goodbye. Aunt Della deserves that. I slowly walked into the room. Following in the footsteps of the Dr.“I will leave you alone, Violet. Please come and find me if you have any questions. I will be at the Drs station.” The Dr says stepping quietly back out of the room.I walk the remaining steps to the bed. Still not daring to look. The dimmed lighting in the room makes the room feel serene and peaceful. Though right now those are the last things my body is feeling.Tate gently gently releases my hand. “I will stand just here if you need me. But if you want privacy please t
I see Violet sobbing, having listened to her emotional goodbye to her Aunt. I was close to tears myself, and I didn’t even know the woman! But as she moves away from the bed, I see she is full on sobbing once more and I can’t stop the urge to take her into my arms. I need to be there for her. It seemed to help before. Maybe that is the mate bond? It is supposed to help calm a mate when they are upset or angry…I pull her into my arms again. “I got you, Vi” I whispered, feeling her sob against my chest.I want to be there for this girl so badly. Want her to know who I am to her, so she knows she is no longer alone. But I can’t tell her.‘Thanks for helping Tate’ Violet links, I assume because she is finding it difficult to talk through her tears again.‘I said I would be here if you needed me. That is what friends are for, right?’ I linked, hating having to say friends, when in truth it is so much more than just friends.She nods. ‘Well, I appreciate it. I am not sure if I could have g
We walked to the Dr Station. Alpha Lachlan walks down the corridors of the hospital with authority. Like he owns the place. He clearly doesn’t fear anyone.“Dr? I believe Violet has some questions” he says, interrupting the Dr who is leaning over the desk, busy with paperwork.I would likely have stood quietly and waited until he had seen me and acknowledged me, rather than interrupt him while he was working. Though I guess that is the difference between me and the Alpha here. He shows no fear. He acts like he runs the fucking world.“Of course.” The Dr says, standing, with a smile in my direction.I suddenly feel uncertain, not sure what it is I wanted to ask. Do I truly want to know what was wrong with my Aunt and how much she suffered? Would that make me feel worse for not knowing she was ill?I chew my lip nervously. I felt Tate slide his hand to my lower back. ‘You ok, Vi?’ he mindinks.“In your own time, there is no rush dear. I realise this has been a shock to you as I believe
I wake in the morning to knocking at my door. I swear if Tate has come to disturb me for lessons…We had driven back from the hospital in almost silence last night. Both Tate and Alpha Lachlan made attempts to make conversation with me but I cut them off as I did not feel like talking. I made my excuses when getting back to pack to head back to my room, despite their insistence to join them in the dining room for dinner. I just wanted to be alone. And food was the last thing on my mind! They seemed to get the message and let me go.I received multiple mindlinks from Tate asking if I was ok, or if I needed some company, or wanted him to cook me some dinner. All of which I politely dismissed, just needing time alone and space. I had too much to process. I spent time looking at pictures of me and my Aunt, and ended up crying myself to sleep.I must have been tired as I am only just waking now. Seems crying and loss makes you exhausted. There was the knock at the door again. Fucking hell,
I walked from Violet’s room. She is definitely a sweet girl. I can see the vulnerability in her already. She needs a friend. She will be the Beta female of the pack. So I should be the one to welcome her and be her friend. I can’t see why not. She seems nice enough, though very young bless her. She will be the one standing alongside me as Luna. The lead females of the pack, though she had a lot to learn by the sound of it, and still had to finish high school.I will discuss things with Lachlan. I think it is going to be better for her to finish her education at home. Get her trained for her new role in the pack if she actually accepts it, of course. Maybe if I can become a friend and make her feel welcome, she will see the pack is not so much of a bad place, she needs to feel safe here. As I imagine right now, she doesn’t feel safe anywhere. She must feel like nowhere is home now her Aunt is gone, and that has to be the worst feeling.Our pack should be a safe haven for her. We don’t
Dear Diary… Well, how can life change in the space of a year? By a crazy amount when you learn your parents lied. Or perhaps not so much lied but kept secrets from you. Secrets do nothing but make life difficult. Make life twisted and they hurt when they are finally revealed. But the secrets in the end brought me the happiness and life I was meant to have. Could the secrets have been part of the fate that led me here? Who knows? Having learned the things I have about being a werewolf, and how the beliefs are, fate plays a big part in our lives. Perhaps the path my life took was all a part of fate's plan... A path that brought me to the Autumn Moon Pack. To Tate. The handsome, mysterious Beta. The sweetest, kindest man I had ever met, that I was able to call mine. All because of a goddess I had never heard of until I learned of my heritage as a werewolf, blessing him as my fated mate. My fated mate. My love. My future. And now the father to the little one I am carrying inside my
I wake up wrapped in the warm embrace of Tate. His head is resting on my shoulder. “Good morning beautiful” he whispers. I found myself chuckling. “Good morning to you too” I whispered back. “You know I am going to have to get you up and out of bed shortly for your training.” He says with a sigh. “Euurrgghh!” I grumbled. “But the bed is so warm and comfy!” Training has been going on almost each day since we returned to pack six months ago. Lachlan was relentless. Though I can’t blame him, Azaria was just as unrelenting too in her necessity for me to refine these gifts of mine and in her need to make me as strong as she could, both physically and mentally. “Oh. You mean you don’t want to stay in bed because of your handsome mate?” Tate huffs, flipping himself, so he was suddenly on all fours, leaning over me. I find myself smirking at his playfulness. We had most definitely refined our relationship and our gifts… “Perhaps I was just coming to that…” I teased,
The doctor leads us into Damien’s room. He is not looking good. Though what would I know? I am not a doctor. But he looks like he is at death’s door. And it scares me. But he is in the right place. Tate had told me this hospital had some good doctors, and I am sure Lachlan would do what he could to make sure he got the best care possible. Pierce led the rest of the family into the room. All looking equally shocked by the state of my grandfather. I doubt the doctors would allow us all to stay in here together for long before trying to throw us out. “What has the doctor said?” Adam asks, I am surprised he is here, expecting him to be with his son, though I can only assume his mate is there, as I have not seen here since we arrived. Lachlan looks up from where he was standing by the side of the bed, his grandfather not having moved since we walked in here. His eyes not having moved from his brother in the bed. “The doctor said he is stable now. Though he is badly injured. He
I watch her. Doing whatever it was she was doing. Speaking as someone else through her body? She is unreal. How did she manage that? Her eyes shifted, to a deeper blue. She looked like she was from another world for those few moments she spoke. An aura radiating off her that gave that otherworldly glow. The voice coming from her was unrecognizable to me. But the look on my grandfather’s face changed instantly. Color draining from his skin. Eyes wide open as he looked at her, and I could see tears in his eyes. ‘What the fuck?’ I mindlink Tate. ‘Not a clue. I thought Azaria was going to talk, she can do that like most of us can. But that is not her voice. That voice is not Azaria's. I do not know who that is.’ Tate says, yet his eyes have not left his mate. He looked fearful for her, not knowing what to expect. All these gifts are new to us. We don’t know how she will be with them. During them, or after them. What effect they could have on her. But Azaria clearly felt the
I stood watching Lachlan walking away from me. My skin turning cold hearing my brother’s name echoing through my mind. How can they seriously expect me to want to help him? He killed our mother. Kidnapped her. Then tortured her to the point of her death. No. Have they lost their damn minds? I look to Pierce. His eyes are dark, but he is watching me. A sad smile on his face. He knew of this? I find myself struggling to speak. No. Have they lost their damn minds? I can hear voices surrounding me, but they are not registering in my mind. This is madness. This made no sense. They had brought my brother back here. To the pack we had him exiled from. What the hell was Lachlan thinking? Was he even fit to be an Alpha of our great pack? Does he not know what this man was capable of? Suddenly, a hand is on my shoulder, snapping out of my angry mind wandering. I realize there are many more unfamiliar faces surrounding me now. Unfamiliar. But yet they have a hint of familiarit
I stand waiting within the pack hospital as requested by my grandson. Things seem so hectic in the pack. My son dashing off here and there. I hate being old and not quite so able to help anymore. That used to be part of the role of Alpha I loved the most, the drama… the action. And I have to say it was something I missed as I got older, as I handed down the role to my son. Lachlan’s call was unclear. The signal was not good, and the reasoning behind him wanting me at the hospital was not quite explained. He just asked me to be here, saying I would be the best candidate for a blood donor if needed. I am not going to decline that, if somebody needs my help, it is there, no matter how old I am. I may feel like an old and decrepit man most days, but if I am still capable of helping, if it is needed, then I will be there. I may not be able to do much as a former Alpha and I miss that role and all that came with it, but if I can help, then they could rely on me. I had got here as quic
I watch as they drive away with my grandfather in the back of the truck. Fear is filling me. He looked dead. I was pushing toward him, trying to get to him, wanting to try to heal him. But Tate was mindlinking me, telling me to stand back, to not try this for the first time on him, not to risk his life further when I am not sure of what I am doing. Lachlan is taking charge. The voices are just a blur to me. I hear Adam saying that my grandfather’s wolf is dead. How can that be? He has been suffering, and nobody seemed to know other than his son. How much pain had this man had to endure? “Violet, come on now, we need to go.” Tate is leading me to a waiting car. I can only assume we are heading back to Autumn Moon. Azaria seems to have retreated once more. She is meant to be a gifted wolf yet seems to spend most of her time hiding in the outer edges of my mind. Though my lack of experience of how to deal with her maybe doesn’t help. My body was in a daze. Nothing around me reg
I feel my wolf pushing through and shifting once more, my body adjusting and altering of its own accord, turning into Rye, the dark gray form of my wolf. He seems to have pushed me right to the back. I can sense his anger. I don’t know what happens, but he is suddenly moving toward the two wolves still fighting alongside us, and before I know it, and because they are so engrossed in attacking one another, Rye pounces… Bringing his jaw down on the neck of the Alpha, clamping his teeth into the neck and sinking them in before twisting. The Alpha realizes what is happening and tries to fight back, but the grip Rye has is too tight and the way in which the Alpha is moving is only making the situation worse for himself, as I hear a galling snap as his neck breaks, and he falls from the grip of Rye before Lachlans’s wolf takes him and attacks him once more, making sure he is dead. Aggressively dropping him to the floor once he is done with him, before his human form is suddenly pu
I check on little Alfie. He is still snoozing, his little eyes tightly shut as he is swaddled in his blankets tightly to protect him from the outside elements, as well as having been in the protective embrace of his parents as we have alternated in carrying him since leaving the hospital. He has slept so soundly since we left, and I am glad. Hopefully, he will stay that way until we reach this new pack. I did not expect all of this, but deep down I have to say I am glad. Our pack never offered us much, and the hospital did not have much in the way of options for our little one. We feared we would lose him. Hopefully, our new pack may be able to give us hope for a future for me and my family. My mate and our little one. The pain of losing our firstborn tore us down, but we worked through it and decided to try again. We were overjoyed to discover we were expecting another pup. Our beautiful child. The creation of our love and happiness of being mates. Only to discover he too had th