Growing up side by side, as children of the pack Beta and Gamma, Lachlan and Seren should be the perfect pairing made by fate. But, after Lachlan’s father, the Beta of Black Crescent Pack died to save Seren’s life his son, Lachlan now holds nothing but resentment and hate for the beautiful young she-wolf. Coming of age is a date Lachlan has been waiting for. The date he will begin preparing to inherit his father’s title should be a special day for him, but instead is ruined by meeting his fated… The one person in the world he would not want to be fated to. The one person he hates most in the world. Seren. Surely fate would not be so cruel to fate him to the one he hates? But in a pack where tradition means rejection is frowned upon, Lachlan finds himself in a difficult situation. But, he has no intention of being with the person who causes him to live without his father. Can the two live in peace together with the matebond simmering?
View MoreMy whole body burned. It ached like never before. And now added to that was the delectable scent of my mate. I am sure it smelled stronger than it had previously, or was that what happened when a she-wolf went into heat? He smelled divine, I knew that much. I was desperate to be close to him. Rip those close right off his body…But Lachlan had stepped away from me. And now his eyes were dark, with a frown etching his face as he avoided my gaze. What was wrong with him? This was not how I had imagined this woud go. The last time we had seen each other he had wanted to talk. And all the times he and I had been intimate Lachlan had been unable to resist. He was insatiable. My scent should trigger that, I was sure of it. I had imagined the moment he caught a note of my scent and realized I was in heat he would pull me to the cabin and rip my clothes off. Make up for the time we had lost. Ease the pain I was feeling...But, just now he had stepped away from me. That
The silence was deafening, and frustration rushed through me at the fact Seren had not replied. I know it had to have hurt her that I never went back to the hospital. I had sworn to her I would prove myself and because of my Aunt telling me to stay away, and my mother agreeing I had gone back on my promise to Seren. I had failed her yet again. Was it any wonder that she would not trust me now? But, my Aunt's words had hurt, and I did as she asked, especially when my own Mum had backed her up. Family meant everything to me. But, now I relaize that maybe Seren meant more.A matebond is something to be cherished. And I had tossed mine away so easily. A choice I would forever regret. I should have gone to Seren. She deserved better. I should have put the matebond first and done all I could to fix the mess my fucked up brain had created. Her and I could have been good together. The moon goddess clearly believed so. My heart ached once again as I thought it all ov
I was tired. Sleep rarely found me, and despite it now being what I assumed was likely early evening I was laid upon the bed within the cabin staring up at the now familiar ceiling. I should be out enjoying a run, or cooking dinner, anything but lounging around doing nothing, but instead here I was, wanting to try to sleep again because I felt I was becoming weaker as the days went on. This was never a good position for a werewolf to be in.This was what more of my days were becoming. Days merged into one another, as did the hours now. The only way I could differentiate between day and night was the colour of the sky outside. My sleep pattern was fucked so I simply slept when I could, which was less and less of late; creating an ever increasingly tireder version of myself. Tired and weaker.I was slowly losing any will to live, and I feared that could be because Seren was gone. I had fucked up, and I had fucked up big time. But, I was scared it may be
I awoke on my bed, in sheer confusion, and a raging rush of heat charging through my body. I felt sick. My head hurt and I felt drained. This was not a pleasant feeling. I was sure I had been in the lounge of the packhouse only moments ago had I not? It had been light outside had it not? Now as my eyes wandered to the window the sky was a mixture of altering hues as the sun was going down... just how long had I been out of it?!I attempted to sit up but my head spun as I did, and heat flooded my body. Nausea sat heavy on my stomach. I quickly laid myself back down, closing my eyes tightly wishing I could fall back into the heavy sleep I had clearly just woken from. At least while sleeping I was not being forced to endure this hell...I could hear raised voices outside of my room. My Mum, My Aunts, Marcus and Cole. Why were they all here? And was there any need to be shouting? From what I could hear they were discussing me. Of course they were. What el
Aunt Alena’s desperate eyes were watching me. I could see the pain and desperation within her gaze and it made me feel bad for her. She was waiting on an answer from me, I knew that. But, in all honesty, what answer did I have to give? No answer that was going to ease the pain she was feeling, that was for certain. I had no clue where Lachlan was, or why he was acting this way. I had tried to mindlink him as I left only for him to ignore me. No, I did not reach out to him otherwise, but that was purely because I could not handle the disapointment of looking at my phone only to see he had once again not responded...What could I tell my Aunt? All I had done was follow the orders he had given me. That did not paint her son in the best way, and I did not want to make her feel worse than she already did. I had a feeling enough bad things were currently being said about Lachlan as it was, and they had to hurt Aunt Alena, I did not need to add to that. Lachl
The drive to pack was awkward and near silent. The occasional uncomfortable glance from my brother made me wish I had found an excuse to stay on campus rather than return home this weekend. It was only as we neared the gates that he chose to speak up, and I knew in that moment what was laying heavy on his mind.“I think it is better you don’t mention anything about the situation with you and Lachlan while you are home. It hurt a lot of people that neither one of you spoke up about it. Secrets among family are not right, let alone going against pack beliefs…” Cole’s tone was tense, and irritation built within my body at his words, but I held back. I knew when I agreed to keep silent about the matebond that it would hurt those close to us. I knew the damage it could do, but I made the agreement with Lachlan all the same,and now we were fcing the consequences.Cole did not wait for a response as he continued brusquely. &ldq
My first week of classes had been hectic. Meeting all my new tutors and, of course, all my new class mates. I was learning the new schedule that would become my new normal for the coming months. All while I learned my way around campus. And, I had to say I loved it! The place was massive, like a maze if you did not know your way around, but it was so fun, and there was so much to do. I could not be happier to be here...In truth, I had surprised myself with how easily I had settled in, and how equally easily I had made friends. Within my first two days of class I had met Laila and Charlie, both girls were within my General medicine class, and we instantly hit it off. We had so much in common, and when put together to work alongside one another we bonded over our love of music. We chatted as we worked, laughing so much, to the point we got ourselves in trouble! But, I loved every moment of it. And, the girls had barely left my side since.Most evenings after classes had
I had no clue how long I had sat there, my Uncle by my side, and tears filling my eyes. My mind wandered with thoughts of the potential things my Mum may think of me… feel toward me… what if she resented me? That was a thought I had never considered before. But, I had never believed for a moment that my own mother could be scared of me until now. What if she remained scared of me over all these years? That was not something a mother should feel toward her son. The very thought sickened me. Our closeness had always been something that brought me comfort after my Dad died. She was all I had left. Now I could not help but question if that connection we shared had simply been an act? All through fear?It was only as Uncle Harry’s hand touched my back in an attempt to bring some form of reassurance that I snapped out of the pained filled daze I was in. “Crying may do you some good son.” He rubbed my back gently. “I cried like
I do not know how many days have passed since she went. All I know is Seren is no longer in pack. And any lingering presence of my wolf have drifted further into the ether of my mind. I think he has weakened further without her. Seemed my plan to simply manage without her may not have been the best one… I remained at the cabin. I was of no use to anyone at present, I knew that, and it appeared neither Marcus nor Cole were in any rush to come and find me. I believed by now they both knew where I was, so if either one wanted or needed me they were more than capable of coming to find me. But at the same time I knew they were both angry at me for my treatment of Seren. Cole, understandably so as her brother, but Marcus too, as not only her Alpha but in a big brother type way too, having grown up alongside her. I had managed to fuck things up in one foul-swoop. What frustrated me more than anything w
I didn’t imagine I would be coming of age without my Dad there to guide me. That does not mean I do not appreciate my Mum. Hell no, she is the strongest woman I know. Losing your fated mate can destroy you. Though, personally, I think losing the one you love is enough to break anyone. But, the bond we share as werewolves with our mates is something else; and when that is broken, it can tear you apart from the inside.Yet my Mum pulled through it. Not just any old she-wolf either. A Beta’s wife. Bringing up a hard-headed son who, I am not ashamed to say, is a stubborn little fucker. I took after my Dad in that respect. I know that much. But, taking after him was the last connection I could have with him. That and the fact I would be inheriting his title.Yet, despite losing him, and knowing she had a heart-broken son struggling to cope with the loss of his father to bring up, my Mum battled on through, resilient as ever, never letting her determination waiver, or at least never in fron...
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