Maeve's povOkay, I hadnโt thought this through when I decided to walk to the garden to take a break. A few minutes of peace and quiet had sounded perfectโa chance to clear my head, away from the chaos of Jaxon and all the drama that seemed to follow him.But I obviously forgotten the fact that I still had classes. Dumb ? I know right.Now here I am, back inside, standing in the hallway, practically pressed against a row of lockers, hiding from the principal, who just happens to be patrolling right now. Perfect timing, really. Still all I know is that I have to get to my class now. No matter how.I peek around the corner, watching as the principal checks each classroom door, his shoes clicking on the tile floor as he moves closer. I hold my breath, wondering if heโll notice me.This was supposed to be a simple breakโjust ten minutes of fresh air to survive the day. But Carter and his mood swings, Jaxon and his...ugh. Of course they had to turn things into a drama fest.Now, here I a
Maeve's pov "Maeve, come on! You canโt hide forever. Get out here!โ Ava called, banging on the door.I groaned, sinking deeper into my hiding spot. Why was my life like this? Why did drama always have to find me? All I wanted was to come back to school and be normal after Jaxonโs rejection, just blend in and be invisible for once.But no. Here I was, stuck in a bathroom stall, refusing to come out. Why? Because Iโd just flashed my underwear to the entire class. And it wasnโt even an accidentโKayla, that idiotic cheerleader, had tripped me on purpose. I could still see her smirk, hear the laughter from the whole class that followed.Why did she hate me so much? What did I ever do to her? All I wanted was to sneak back into class quietly. Instead, Iโd been humiliated in front of everyone.โMaeve, you canโt just stay in there foreverโ Ava said, softer this time. โI mean, really, Maeve? Youโre being dramatic.โโDramatic?โ I whispered back, shaking my head. โI canโt go back out there, Ava
Maeve's pov I was sitting in Mrs. Donovanโs office, feeling like I wanted to be anywhere else. Home, my bedโreally, anywhere but here. Mrs. Donovan was one of those teachers that you couldnโt help but notice. She wore these big, round glasses that made her eyes look huge. And her clothesโoh boy. Today, she was wearing a purple dress with orange spots, and it looked like something from a cartoon. If it werenโt for her serious face, sheโd look like a quirky aunt at a family reunion. But right now, her serious face was aimed at me, and it made me feel like shrinking into my chair. All I wanted was to go home, lie down, and pretend today hadnโt happened. I glanced around her office, trying to distract myself. The walls were covered with old pictures of students and little motivational posters. โReach for the stars,โ one said, with a cartoon rocket on it. There was a weird smell in the air, like old books mixed with peppermint. "Miss Whitlock, are you even listening to me?" Mrs. Don
Maeve's pov I looked at the clock on Mrs. Donovanโs wall, ignoring Jaxon completely. I wasnโt about to give him the satisfaction of knowing heโd even registered on my radar. Nope. He didnโt exist, not to me, not right now. Besides, I wasnโt going to let him ruin my day any more than he already had. He was justโฆ a nobody, I told myself, trying to focus on the tick-tock of the clock hands. But then, I felt him sit into the chair right beside me. His presence was annoyingly obvious, like a shadow I couldnโt get rid of. He didnโt say anything, and I could feel the tension rolling off him, but I kept my eyes forward, determined to pretend he was invisible. Tick. Tock. I could hear every sound in the room, even my own breathing, and it only reminded me of how close he was. Why wasnโt he saying anything? And why did he choose to sit so close? There were plenty of other chairs, after all. A part of me wanted to turn and ask what he was doing, why heโd come, but I didnโt trust myself n
Maeve's pov"Iโm not done, okay?โ I said, narrowing my eyes and leaning in even closer. โNow, about that scene with Carterโtell me, what the hell was that show of dominance?โJaxonโs jaw clenched again, but I could see the hesitation in his eyes. He was trying to decide whether to defend himself or keep his mouth shut. Either way, I didnโt care. I wasnโt about to let him get away with anything anymore.โYou made a scene, Jaxon,โ I continued. โand it was pathetic. You acted like a child just because Carter was talking to me. Why do you care so much? You were the one who rejected me .We are nothing to each other"Jaxonโs eyes narrowed, a sneer pulling at his lips. โWhy are you making me out to be the villain?โ he spat โI rejected you because I couldnโt stand your self-righteous, bitchy attitude. You think youโre so special, but the only reason anyone even tolerates your existence is because of my sister. Letโs be honest, Maeveโyou would have been a terrible Mate anyway.โThe words hit m
Maeve's povShe took a breath, her eyes narrowing. โTake your seats. Both of you. Now.โThe command left no room for argument. I released a shaky breath, swallowing my pride as I moved back to my chair. Jaxon shot me one last, venomous look before he dropped into his seat.โI called you both here because of a united decision made by all the teachersโ she began, irritation flashing in her eyes.Mrs. Donovan's eyes settled on me. โMiss Whitlock, Iโm deeply concerned about your grades. Your assignments are incomplete, and your test scores have been slipping. Youโve always had potential, but these past few months, itโs like youโve checked out completely. At this rate, youโre risking failure in several subjects.โ It wasnโt news to me that my grades were strugglingโIโd barely managed to keep up with everything since Jaxon rejected me. But hearing it laid out so plainly, with Jaxon sitting there, felt like salt in a wound.Mrs. Donovanโs gaze turned on Jaxon. โAnd Mr. Thorn, your behavior
Jaxon's povMy wolf, Ares, was restless, growling deep in my mind as I pressed my lips to Kayla's. She leaned into me, wrapping her arms around my neck, but I could feel Ares anger in me.**_Maeve is better_** Ares snarled, his voice loud in my thoughts.**_Why waste time on this?_**I ignored him, forcing myself to keep kissing Kayla, letting her hands roam over my shoulders. She was easy, always around and never asking for more than a bit of fun. That was what I neededโsomething simple, something that didnโt make me feel so conflicted and out of control.But Ares wouldnโt let me enjoy even a second of it. **_Our mate_**, he growled again, filling my mind with memories of herโher face, the way her eyes flashed when she argued with me, her scent that somehow lingered no matter how hard I tried to forget it. I clenched my fists, trying to push Ares back, to silence him, but he was stronger than usual, and I found it hard to control him.**_Sheโs nothing_,** I tried to argue back in my m
Maeve's povAs I walked home, Jaxonโs words kept swirling around in my head like an annoying echo that wouldnโt stop. Weak. Useless. Naive. His voice played over and over in my mind, as if he were still right there, sneering at me. I knew he didnโt like me, but thisโฆ this was different. Crueler. I kicked a small rock along the road, watching it skip over the ground, trying to focus on anything but the sting of his words.And what hurt even more? He acted like he was doing me some kind of favor. Like rejecting me was for my own good. As if he were saving me from something instead of just hiding behind his own hate for me. It made me so angry, I could practically feel my fists tightening as I thought about it. And the way he dragged Carter into it? That was low. Just because Carter was kind to me, Jaxon had to make it seem like he was some kind of threat. Pathetic.Carter had been the only one there for me when Iโd felt completely shattered at the mating ball.When everyone else had tu
Maeve pov The murmurs of the pack quieted as Alpha Marcus stepped forward, Beside him, Luna Selene stood with her hands clasped in front of her, with a warm expression on her face. She met the eyes of those gathered, nodding to familiar faces.Then, Alpha Marcus spoke.โThe Lunar Convergence,โ he began, โis not just a celebration. It is a reminder of who we are, of what binds us together. The moon grants us strength, fuels our spirits, She is our guide, our guardian, the source of our instincts and strength. And we, in turn, honor it. This night marks the shift in the lunar cycleโa renewal of power for the pack.โMurmurs of agreement rippled through the room. I felt it tooโthat weird feeling was stirring in my blood."The moon has watched over us for generations," the continued, her voice gentler but no less powerful. " And tonight, as she reaches her peak, we honor her, as we have always done.""Our ancestors honored today as a time of renewal,โ the Luna continued. โIt is a reminde
Maeveโs POVThe Lunaโs voice rang through the gathering hall, effortlessly cutting through conversations.โAva, darling, come greet our guests.your friend is hereโI felt my stomach tighten.Friend. The word settled uneasily in my chest.Kyle, standing beside me, became tense but his face remained unreadable. My mother, who had been making small talk with the Luna just moments before, glanced at me with concern. She knew something was offโshe always did.There was a pauseโone that stretched just a little too long. I knew Ava well enough to recognize what it meant. She didnโt want to come. And I knew why.When she finally emerged from the crowd, it was with the same effortless grace she carried everywhere. She was dressed in a deep green gown that hugged her frame perfectly, the rich color making her eyes stand out even more. She looked like she belonged here, while I still felt like an imposter.Avaโs emerald eyes swept over me, but for the briefest moment, I thought I saw something
Maeve's pov The dress itched.It clung to my skin in all the wrong places, too tight around my waist and too loose at my shoulders, making me feel like I was drowning in fabric. My mother had insisted I wear something "respectable" for the Lunar Convergence, something that wouldnโt make us look like we had just rolled out of the woods. Apparently, my usual oversized sweaters and worn-out jeans werenโt appropriate for sacred traditions.I adjusted the dress, fighting the urge to scowl. I would have rather stayed in bed.Instead I stood before the Lunaโs estate, a grand stone house that was covered in the soft glow of its windows. The warm scent of bread and roasted meat floated through the air, but I could only focus on the tightness in my chest.My mother carried two large baskets filled with freshly baked bread, pies, and spiced meats wrapped in cloth. Kyle and I each held a smaller trayโhis stacked with sweet rolls, mine arranged with an assortment of pastries. The warmth of the
Maeve's pov "Maeve! Get up this instant!โI groaned, rolling over and burying my face in the pillow, my muscles were sore from the stress of the day before. Every movement I made felt sluggish, as if my body had been drained of energy."Maeve!โ My motherโs voice was sharper this time, it seemed to me she was running out of patience. โIf you donโt get out of that bed right now, so help meโโI flung my arm over my eyes, squeezing them shut. โFive more minutes.โ My voice was cracked from sleep.โFive more minutes, my ass,โ she snapped. โGet up now, or Iโm dragging you out myself!โI clenched my jaw, frustration curling in my stomach. โFine! Iโm up!โ I shouted back. A shiver ran through me, though I wasnโt cold. Something inside me still felt...off.Everything from the night before came crashing back. Evelyn. The things sheโd told me. The truth I had spent my whole life unaware of.A Fiora omega. Thatโs what she had called me.I couldnโt shift, couldnโt fight. I was nothing like those A
Maeve's povI was immediately shocked, the words caused something in my chest to tighten. I couldnโt tell if it was fear or hope, but it felt like both. โWhat do you mean?โ"Your training, your historyโtheyโve all been simplified to make you believe that being an Omega means being weak," Evelyn continued. "Thatโs a lie. And itโs not the truth of who you are, Maeve.""Not all werewolves are the same," Evelyn began, her voice steady, as if she had said this many times before. " "You were taught that we're divided into three main types: Alphas, Betas, and Omegas. Yes, thatโs true, but thereโs more to it. The Alphas are the leaders, the strongest of our kind, with an innate ability to command and protect. Betas are the majority, loyal, adaptable, and capable of holding their own. Not all Alphas are the same, not all Betas are the same, and certainly, not all Omegas are. Each of us belongs to a different kind, a different species within our kind. Alphas come in different breeds, Betas va
Maeve's pov Before I could even take a full breath, Carterโs grandmother appeared, balancing a tray of tea with the kind of practiced ease that only came from years of experience. Her silver hair was pulled back in a loose bun, a few wisps escaping to frame her face. Despite her small stature, she carried herself with a strength, the kind that settled into her bones after years of hardship and endurance. But it was the look in her eyes that made my stomach twistโnot unkind, not harsh, but knowing. She had definitely seen too much in life. โAh, there you are, dear,โ she said. โI was wondering when youโd finally stop hovering in the doorway.โ I opened my mouth to argueโI hadnโt been hoveringโ I wasn't tackling her annoying grandson. โI wasnโt hovering,โ I muttered, brushing past his grandmother and into the house. My face still burned from the whole fiasco outside, but I wasnโt about to let it show. I was here for a reason, and that reason had nothing to do with Carter or whateve
Maeve's POV The scent hit me first. Cedarโdeep, earthy, and richโbut there was something else underneath it. It was familiar yet completely foreign, like dรฉjร vu in scent form. Like something I should recognize but couldnโt quite name. I had been around wolves my entire life. I knew what we smelled likeโearthy, wild, a mix of nature . But this? This was different. It wasnโt just a scent; it was a presence, surrounding me, pulling me in before I could even think about resisting. And gods help me, I didnโt want to resist. I wasnโt supposed to feel this way. Not about him. I already found my mate. Even If I got rejected. The bond with Jaxon should have made me immune to whatever this was. But standing here, breathing in Carterโs scent, feeling it move around me like something aliveโit felt exactly like the pull of a mate bond. That was impossible. I stiffened, forcing air into my lungs like I could somehow shake this off, like I could remind myself who Carter was. He was arrogan
Maeve's pov I narrowed my eyes at his outstretched hand, the smirk on his face only fueling the fire inside me. Bambi. Of course, he had to call me that. Like I was some newborn deer stumbling around instead of a fully functioning adult who just happened to have the worst luck known to mankind.Instead of taking his hand, I pushed myself up onto my elbows, ignoring the way my palms stung from the impactI gritted my teeth, determined not to give him the satisfaction. โI donโt need your help, Carter. I have two fully functioning legs.โHe laughed โCouldโve fooled me, Bambi. You looked like a baby giraffe taking its first steps.โ The smirk on his face only deepened, amusement practically radiating off of him like heat.โYouโre enjoying this way too much,โ I muttered, brushing dirt off my hoodie before shoving myself the rest of the way up. My knees still ached from the impact, but I ignored it. No way was I giving him any more ammunition.Carter crossed his arms over his chest, which
Maeve's POVThe morning was cold enough to nip at my skin, but I barely felt it under my oversized hoodie. My hands were shoved deep into the front pocket, fingers holding onto the fabric like it might somehow calm the storm that was inside me.The path to Carterโs grandmotherโs house felt longer than it should have. I wasnโt sure why I was hereโwhy I was dragging myself across town when I couldโve just curled up in bed and ignored everything.But after everything that had happenedโthe fight with Trevor, Jaxon barging into my life like a wrecking ball, Ava icing me outโI didnโt know what else to do. My chest felt heavy and my thoughts kept spinning in circles.Why did Jaxon even care? He rejected me. Made it clear I wasnโt what he wanted. So why was he acting like some overprotective alpha all of a sudden? And why did I feel like my world was crumbling just because Ava wasnโt speaking to me?She had every right to be angry. I had kept the truth from her, hidden the fact that I was ma