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
My 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
I saw pain and anger flicker across Seren’s face at my words. I had expected nothing more. I had known the moment I had chosen to say those things that it would be the last thing she would be wanting to hear. She had sought me out for a reason. I was her mate. She knew the relief her mate could bring when in heat. Angry with me or not, she was willing to bypass that to gain the relief she needed. But, I was not willing to sink to that. And, no matter the pain nor anger I was causing her, and hating that fact, I knew I had to do this. It would be too easy to give her what she craved. But it would be wrong. We were not together. Yes, we may be fated mates, but we had agreed not to be together. I had surrendered to the matebond before, and in doing so I had hurt Seren and regretted that massively.I knew she saw this as me trying to hurt her, but it was me trying to do the right thing. Thankfully, with Tyr being absent resisting her was somewhat easier as
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
Seems my wolf was quite an irritating little fucker. Either that or he liked to disagree with everything I said just to rile me up. I was undecided. I picked at my breakfast, making polite conversation with those sitting around me, just as my eyes were caught by a movement by the large window of the dining hall. My gaze was instinctively drawn in that direction, only to be greeted by the dark-haired figure of Seren stalking past. The one member of the pack I hated above all others.Her long dark hair pulled up into a high pony-tail, and dressed in yoga pants and a cropped top. Maybe she had been at the gym? But I felt irritation bubbling... Everyone had come to the dining hall to wish me a happy birthday, I assumed, at the former Alpha or former Luna's request. All except her. I can’t say I am surprised. While I hated a fuss, and would rather nobody felt they needed to do all this for me, I appreciated the effort they had gone to. It was more that Seren felt she was above joining in..
Today was a day that the pack was making such a big deal over. Lachlan, one of my older brother’s best friends, had his birthday. Yes, it was an important birthday, because he was coming of age, but, because he was the pack’s soon-to-be-Beta, everyone appeared to be acting like the world needed to stop spinning.My Mum was friends with his mum, and had been involved in decorating the packhouse, like they so often did for birthdays, and I had been instructed to ensure I would be there for the ‘Birthday Breakfast Banquet’ or something along those lines, I believe my Mum had named it. So we could all blow smoke up Lachlan’s ass… I mean, wish him a happy birthday as a pack, and celebrate with him. Anyone would think the guy was royalty or something.As a whole, I loved pack celebrations. Being part of a pack was amazing. The community spirit and camaraderie was something that I don’t think you would get anywhere else. It was like an extended family. So, when it was someone’s birthday and
She was giving as good as she got, while I was struggling, battling with the noises from within coming from this new wolf I was trying to adapt to. He had been one thing before this new development, but this was something else entirely. Now he had gone from the cocky and cheeky character he was, to one that was a whimpering mess. One that so clearly had decided that he needed his mate. That was not the strong, ruthless Beta wolf I had been expecting to receive when meeting my wolf, that is for sure!But, one thing is for certain, my wolf, Tyr, was determined. He was resilient in fighting me to get out. To get to his mate. But, I knew that could not happen. Because the moment I allowed that to happen, he would be all over her. I had seen what an uncontrolled wolf could do, and I had no intention of letting him take over with Seren. She may have been fated to me, but she was never going to be mine. And I don't think Tyr was ready to accept that just yet.I felt her eyes upon me, but as
My head was a mess by the time I walked into the house. Only to find my Mum’s angry eyes staring at me. Yes, I had managed it again. I had pissed her off. I could win awards in that.“I lost my bracelet when I went for a run, okay?” I explained, hoping she might at least show me some sympathy, or, if not, then try to understand the reason I had not returned when she had asked me to. “So I had to go back and look for it.”Her big green eyes darkened at those words, her brow furrowed. “As in the bracelet your Dad gave you?” Her voice was hoarse, and already I knew this was not going to go as I hoped, so I simply nodded.A heavy sigh slipped from my Mum’s lips as her hands fell to her sides in what I could only assume was frustration. “How could you be so irresponsible, Seren?” she snapped. “You know how precious that bracelet is! It is not like you can just get another one. Or at least not one that would hold the same meaning.”My eyes widened at her reaction. She had to be kidding, rig
I had done the good guy role. Going against every part of me that hated Seren. But, the part of me that knew what it was like to lose my father. The part that clung to that pain day in and day out was what made me step up and offer to help her find her bracelet. Or at least try. That had been torture being that close to her. I hate her. I truly do. But my body want her. The matebond wants her. This is nothing but a mess.Her scent was overwhelming. Enticing. Alluring. As it teased at my senses. Like it wanted me to reach for her and sink my teeth into her neck. Mark her and make her mine. Her scent had filled every part of that forest as we searched for that damn bracelet. As I did the decent thing. Torturing myself while being the good guy. Yet, we never found the damn thing, and she rushed away with tears in her eyes, and I had to ask our patrols to look out for it. Another promise to the bane of my life...Now I needed to go and party. Reward myself for being the good guy. I think
I saw pain and anger flicker across Seren’s face at my words. I had expected nothing more. I had known the moment I had chosen to say those things that it would be the last thing she would be wanting to hear. She had sought me out for a reason. I was her mate. She knew the relief her mate could bring when in heat. Angry with me or not, she was willing to bypass that to gain the relief she needed. But, I was not willing to sink to that. And, no matter the pain nor anger I was causing her, and hating that fact, I knew I had to do this. It would be too easy to give her what she craved. But it would be wrong. We were not together. Yes, we may be fated mates, but we had agreed not to be together. I had surrendered to the matebond before, and in doing so I had hurt Seren and regretted that massively.I knew she saw this as me trying to hurt her, but it was me trying to do the right thing. Thankfully, with Tyr being absent resisting her was somewhat easier as
My 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